"You're acting dumb,Haniyah," he whispered into her ears, "I love you more than anything" his lips making contact to her neck. She smiled as she felt him grin against her neck.

Her eyes snapped open as she felt pain on her cheek. She blinked her eyes, trying to see in the dark room she was in. There stood Veronica, her hair pulled into a clean pony tail and dress sticking to her body like tape.

"You bitch!" Haniyha screamed but her body froze as she felt the blunt part of the knife against her neck.

"If you know what's good for you, you won't  say a single word" she heard a husky voice snarl from above her. Haniyah's eyes widened as she stared at the man in front of her. Tears slipped from her eyes as she sat on the cold ground, her body aching in pain, her stomach crying for food and water.

"Now, now Haniyah is this how you speak to your sister?" Veronica's high pitched voice spoke.

Sister?

Haniyah stared up at the woman in confusion, the knife still pressed against her neck.

"Well not your full sister but I'm your half sister" she laughed maniacally, " your daddy had sex with my mom and had me." She smirked at Haniyah. "Didn't you wonder where your daddy would disappear for days?"

Haniyah stared up at the woman, "you're lying, Thad all you ever do is lie."

She sat frozen as the knife held against her was pressed harder. 

"Believe what you want to believe, Honey, but once we're done with you, your Aaban will be mine and only mine." She motioned for the man to let her go. Haniyah let out a quite breath of relief as He gave her one last glare as him and Veronica walked out of the room.

She sat there frozen as reality clashed onto her.

Tears streamed down her face as her mind wandered off to her husband, her Aaban.

Aaban, where are you? I miss you. Oh Allah, I hope you know that I'm gone, and that you are looking for me.

What I would do to be by your side again.

Though she thought she knew nothing, but, as her heart began to miss him,  the little things began to flood her mind.

His acts like a complete asshole to the people who doesn't like, but the people he cares a about he would become a complete sweetheart.

His eyes would crinkle when he laughed. When he smiles genuinely, which is very rare, his dimples would be more emphasised. When he jokes in his own sarcastic way and laugh knowing he was funny. He was caring in his own mean way.

She remembers how he would scrunch up his nose when she would kiss it, how he smile fondly at his siblings when they were trying to annoy him, how his eyes twinkled when he was near his parents, how he hated vegetables in his burgers, how when he would be angry his eyes will go blank as if no emotions are within him, how his hand will pull into fist, he wouldn't scream,he wouldn't frown, he'll be calm, like the calm before the storm.

That is the real Aaban Waheed, the man she fell in love with.

Yet, one should not forget that he is the ruthless mafia boss out there. His not afraid nor hesitant to slit the throats of the ones who cross his path. His words can affect you even if you don't want them to. He can twist your words and make you regret ever crossing his path. He is smart in his situations, prepared for the worst. That is the very characteristic of a mob boss, and his appearance sums it all up.

His black hair tousled up into quiff, there always that one strand of hair that made its way into his face. His hazel green eyes that always held a glaze of secrecy that he knew something that you did not, that they held the darkest of secrets beneath them. His soft cheeks and his hard jaw, his pink lips which felt so soft against Haniyah's.

This man belonged to her.

" I told them not hurt you, you're a gem find deep within the dark ocean" A voice pulled her out of her thoughts.

His black hair which seemed longer then the last time she had seen them was pulled into a bun, his hazel eyes twinkled with mischief, his tan skin that she had l punch playfully so many time.

"Adeel?"  Her heart breathed fast as she stared him.

This man is was once the person she told the deepest secrets to, this man was the man she thought she knew inside out, this man was the man who was once she best friend, someone she did everything with.

This man was Adeel Jay.

Her best friend, who was now her captor.

"He'll kill you, he'll kill you" She chanted at him as her body shook.

A scream escaped her lips as his hands grabbed her hair roughly making pain erupt within her skull. Tears began to flow down her face.

"I loved you Hani, I loved you so much. I did" He let go of her hair as he stood up and began to walk to where Veronica stood. " but wanting revenge on the man who was mere reason for the death of my father got the better of me." Her body shook as two tall and masculine men grabbed her by her weak arms and pulling her into a kneeling position. She had no fight left within her. No food and no water made her body completely weak.

Her heart began to beat fast as Adeel grabbed her chin.

"You loved your mother so much didn't you. She meant the world to you." He snarled in her face, "but she belived me when I sent those pictures out to her" he smiled at her in his own menace way. "But how sad she found out my narrative behind all this drama." Haniyah's body froze as a bloodly body was dragged into the room. She stared at the weak body. Those eyes stared back at her. The eyes that belonged to her mother.

"What did you do to her." Haniyah whispered as tears blurred her vision.

Adeel ignored Haniyah and walked towards the weak body that belonged to her mom. A weak scream escaped her as he grabbed her bloody hair and pulled her towards him. Haniyah's breath hitched as he pulled out a gun and held it against her mother.

She felt a hand cover her mouth and the arms that were holding me grow tighter as she began to trash in their arms.

"Your going to watch everything I do to your daughter, your gonna watch and regret ever telling Aaban about what's going on" he spat at her mom, "they're  gonna do every single thing that they did to you." Her mother's  eyes widens as her eyes pleaded.

Panic swarmed Haniyah as she felt hands pull at her pants. Her eyes widened and her breath got ragged as she realized what was to happen. Her mind shut off. In a distance she could hear her mother scream. She didn't acknowledge it as the terror of what was to happen took control of her body.

Just then the door busted open, landing on the ground with a loud thud. She saw fear creep onto the face of Veronica and Adeel who had stopped pulling down Haniyah's pants, she had no idea was they were afraid of until she looked over Adeels shoulder.

There by the door stood Aaban, a gun in one hand while the other was rolled into a fist. His face was contorted into much anger. His eyebrows were furrowed, his cheeks blazing red, his teeth clenched, his nose flaring and his face had lost its usual smirk.

She so badly wanted to smile. She wanted to run up to him and hug him. She couldn't. Her body was to weak.

Aaban's eyes landed on his wife and his face flared up in more fury. This man was madder then a bull, there was a fire ignited on his eyes, a fire that wouldn't be extinguished.

He cocked the gun that was in his hand, aiming it at Veronica, he shot her on her stomach, gleaming as she fell to the ground. Then he spoke in a voice that send shivers down Haniyah's body.

"Who the fuck said you could put your god damn hands on what belongs to me?"