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Mafia's Sinful Desire His Heartless Words
After changing into a fresh set of clothes and hijab, I sit down on the edge of the bed and stare around vacantly at my surrounding.A few minutes pass and I reach for the bedside phone, I needed to get in touch with Mister Mirza. Instead of rings, an automatic voice states the number is out of service.My brows crease in dismay as I redial and hear the same again.Why would he cancel his phone service?Concern engulfs my mind as I wonder the worst.Allah forbids it, I hope Imran hasn't harmed Mister Mirza!The worry eats away at me as I bolt up from the bed and head toward the door. I needed to find Rachael and ask her what should be done. I needed to apprise her of the potential danger Mister Mirza could be in right now.Stepping out into the corridor, I'm at a sudden loss for directions.How am I to find her when I don't even know where she is right now?Returning to my new bedroom, I reach for the bedside phone again and dial the kitchen extension. This time Anya picks up."Do you
Mafia's Sinful Desire One More Day
Some say recurring dreams symbolize incidents of our past experiences. Events that may have had some very troubling and profound impact on our emotional and physical state.While yet others say such dreams may represent incessant and equivocal conflicts currently plaguing the dreamer. But of course, it all depends on the content of the dream.Laying awake for the past 20 minutes while my eyes fixed on the intricate ceiling, I've vaguely concluded that my recurring dream could likely be premonitions of what is stored ahead in my future.It's that recurring dream, sha dowy figures looming ever closer and nearly suffocating me when suddenly another darkened figure emerges and plucks me away. I dimly recall a pair of eyes as blue and vast as the ocean. At the very next junction for some ridiculous reason, my mind construes up an image of Vladimir's eyes.An instant scowl furrows my brows as I shake my head in denial at such a notion. That jerk would frighten me senseless in a dream instea
Mafia's Sinful Desire Filthy Rich
With tentative steps forward, I turn sideways and find two sets of large refrigerators. Next to it on the right is a long kitchen shelf under which are two sets of dishwashers and then a series of cabinets stopping at two sets of large stoves.On the left of the refrigerators is the door to the kitchen pantry and another door of steel labeled Freezer storage.Talk about opulence! These folks are extremely wealthy?I resurvey my surroundings and instantly a slight scowl knits my brows thinking of the jerk.Jerk is Filthy rich... an emphasis on the word filthy.I trudge towards one of the fridges and tug open the doors while wondering in what dastardly criminal ways he acquired all of this wealth. My eyes scan in amazement at the densely packed interior containing varieties of mouth-watering food and delicacies stored in luxury packaging, containers, and plastic wraps.Expensive edible stuff with unknown ingredients from foreign labelings in Italian, Russian, and German. I couldn't eat
Mafia's Sinful Desire Vain Jerk
She mouths a silent 'oh' as she places her left palm flat on the island surface. Her eyes flit about in a thinking gesture before settling on me again. "Is that all you prefer to have for breakfast today?""Um...I guess.." I motion with my hand towards one of the fridges. "I can only eat Halal or if that's not available then Kosher, but all the stuff in there is labeled in foreign languages except for the eggs and the tortilla wraps.""Ah" Her lips began to tug in a smile. "So you're Jewish."I shake my head in denial and point to my hijab. "Muslim..."Something akin to concern glints in her eyes before they return to merriment again and she flashes me a lively smile. "Oh, I see. Yes, of course, the headscarf will excuse my ignorance. I wasn't aware that Muslims are allowed to eat Kosher. What was that you said you eat?"Did she not know I'm Muslim the second she saw me?"Halal meat." I reiterate uncomfortably.I hope she doesn't hate me for being a Muslim like the demonic owner of th
Mafia's Sinful Desire Embarrassment
I scoff outwardly.I bet he stares at himself a lot in the mirror, I mean how can anyone manage to look that good without putting so much effort into it?I shake my head thinking, there is only so much one can do to an extent with grooming but he was born with very attractive physical aesthetics.I snort. Probably spends half the night grooming himself before heading out on his killing spree.1Doesn't change his interior which is as ugly as the ugliest things that could ever exist! I huff in sudden anger.Rachael and Katie are nothing like him.Tilting my head, I think he's probably possessed by some demonic jinn... that could be the only reason he's such a cruel dastard and takes pleasure in killing people!"Are you alright in there dear?" Mrs...Agnelli queries from the kitchen. "The potatoes are right near the doorway, under the first shelf."I shake my head out of my irksome thoughts."Oh yes I'm fine, I'll be out!" I assure her as my eyes adjust over the sacks of potatoes.I gathe
Mafia's Sinful Desire His Sick Game
HAZEL -My lips set into a grim line as the women lead me through the corridors.As soon as we arrive at the foyer stairwells, I spot Grigori in a black suit and a tie standing a few paces away next to Duffield the chauffeur, and Arielle.From a fancy box, Grigori holds out a cigar towards Duffield who examines and briefly sniffs it before handing it back.Arielle is tugging at Duffield's watch from his wrist, her red Shirley temple curls bouncing in the process. When suddenly she bites his hand and he yelps, snatching his hand away.She giggles at his reaction, hopping up and down before her eyes land on me descending the steps. She screams happily. "Princess Jasmiiiiiine!!" And then darts forward, I can only do one thing but smile and hold out my arms towards her. She jumps into my embrace and nearly tugs off my hijab in the process."Quit hollering so much, child," Bev comments as she walks past Grigori. "You'll cause us to go deaf.""Shut up Bev!" snaps the redhead in my arms."Ar
Mafia's Sinful Desire Unravel The Letter
HAZEL -*Tick Tock* *Tick Tock* *Tick Tock*"Come on, come on!" I let out an impatient whisper harshly under my breath. "Any second now..."In complete anticipation, my eyes glued the digital Clock against the wall. I had been sitting there on the very edge of my bed for an hour, awaiting the clock to strike midnight already.Throwing consistent glances at the time in between watching the television. Yet the images playing on the screen did little to nab my attention from the slow minutes elapsing by or from the stuffy envelope clenched in my hands.The very envelope Mr.Mirza had entrusted to me since last I saw him. Many questions needed answering and I couldn't endure another entire night to pass.At midnight it will be the start of the next day, so I fully believe I've kept to my promise of waiting a week and now it needed to be fulfilled. The clock struck midnight and my fingers nimbly tore an opening through the well-sealed envelope.An unpleasant jittery mixture of nervousness
Mafia's Sinful Desire His Girlfriend
HAZEL - "Miss Rachael left for an important meeting at the corporations two hours ago," Anya exclaims, as she busily flutters the feather duster over objects in the foyers seating lounge area.My shoulders slumped in dismay. I really anticipated seeing her this morning to share with her the devastating news of Mr. Mirza's life-ending illness. I wasn't sure if I could reveal to her about Naheed and her evil implications concerning my brother's safety.Anya pauses dusting and pivots toward me with apparent concern. "Is there something troubling you Miss Kashani? Do you want me to have Miss Rachael phoned?""Oh no it's fine," I decline, shaking my head. "I'll just wait till she gets back, thanks."It was best that I spoke to Rachael face to face instead of breaking the news to her in the midst of what could be some crucial business interaction. I didn't want to cause her distress there."You look very tired!" Anya remarks as she places her hands on her hips and examines me with brows fur
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