SEVEN

"I think you are all mine now because your almost husband-to-be is shot dead by his mafia fellows."

I felt the gush of air flew and slapped me across the cheeks as its enticing touch sent shivers down my spine. But I didn't think it was the coldness of the air but the intensity of his forest-green eyes. It was the first time I had seen him so close to me as his eyes were a beautiful shade of green with black spots making them intense or the way he was looking at me was intense.

"Speechless?" He smirked glancing at my pale face as I was standing at that point of my life where I didn't know where to turn because I was on the the top of the cliff and there wasn't any way except jumping down and that would hurt me. Hurt me a lot.

"L-let me go t-then," I stated the obvious as if Jameel wasn't alive then I wasn't of any use to him too.

But where will you go? You don't have anyone except your aunt.

My conscience inside me threatened me as if his eyes weren't enough.

"I don't let go of thi