A Mafia's Captive

Chapter 1. Italy The room was dim and quiet. Shadows on the walls made the place feel scary. A man was lying on the floor. He was badly injured and breathing heavily. A tall man was standing in front of him. He had a strong body, sharp features, and very cold eyes. He was Demon. The man on the floor spoke with fear. “Please let me go… I don’t know anything. I just received a call from a private number. They told me to do this job. They said they would give me a lot of money.” Demon looked at him silently for a few moments. Then a cold smile appeared on his face. The next moment, the sound of a gunshot echoed in the room. The room became silent again. Demon turned around and walked out of the room without saying anything. Pakistan In the kitchen, the sound of dishes could be heard. Haya was standing near the stove making parathas. After a few minutes, breakfast was ready. She placed the food on a tray and took it to the dining table. Shaheena Begum was sitting at the table. Kanza and Amza were also there. Haya quietly placed the breakfast on the table. Shaheena Begum looked at her and asked, “Haya, did you do the work I told you yesterday?” “Yes, Aunt. I did it.” “Listen… don’t come home today.” Haya looked at her with surprise. “Go to a friend’s house… and don’t come back until evening.” Haya stayed silent for a moment. Then she nodded slowly, picked up her bag, and left the house. Around noon, the doorbell rang. Shaheena Begum opened the door. A respectable woman was standing outside. “Assalamualaikum. My name is Zainab Begum. We came to see a girl for a marriage proposal.” “Walaikum Assalam. Please come inside.” Everyone sat in the drawing room. They talked politely for a few minutes. Then Shaheena Begum called, “Kanza… Amza… come here.” After a moment, both girls came into the room. Kanza was wearing a light pink dress and had light makeup on her face. Amza was wearing a simple blue dress and looked quiet. Zainab Begum smiled and asked them a few questions about their studies, home, and hobbies. After some time, Zainab Begum and her husband looked at each other and gave a small signal with their eyes. Then Zainab Begum said, “We will come again and talk in detail.” Hearing this, Shaheena Begum felt hopeful. After some time, the guests left. At the same time, in a quiet place in the city, two men were talking in a room. “It has been many days. You still didn’t bring the girl.” “Sir, that girl is not easy.” “Then kidnap her from the university.” “Sir, she is never alone there.” After a few seconds of silence, the man said, “There is another way. She lives with her aunt, and her aunt doesn’t like her very much. If we talk to the family, the work will be easier.” Hearing this, the boss’s eyes shined. “Then do it.” He leaned forward in his chair and said in a cold voice, “Do whatever you have to do. I want that girl… at any cost.” At that moment, in the university courtyard, the two girls were standing quietly. Sanbal looked at Haya carefully. “You look worried. What happened?” Haya stayed silent for a moment. Then she said softly, “I’m not going home today.” Sanbal looked surprised. “Why?” “There are guests at home. Aunt told me not to come today.” Sanbal looked at her with slight anger. “Oh… so it’s about a marriage proposal again.” Haya gave a small smile, but her eyes still showed sadness and silence. In her heart, Sanbal prayed that one day a prince from a story would come and take her far away from this place. Italy In a luxurious office, Demon was sitting in his chair. The door opened and Haider walked in. “He is not sitting quietly,” Haider said seriously. “This morning two of our men were killed.” Demon stayed silent for a moment. His fingers slowly tapped on the table. Then a cold smile appeared on his face. “So…” His voice was calm but dangerous. “Now it’s our turn.” Then he said a name. “Kamal…” “Find out what he is doing these days.” The room became silent again.