Forced By The Mafia King

**Inside a red light area**

A 21 years old girl joined her hand holding legs of her owner, well she was sold to him.

‘Please uncle, please. Don’t do this to me. I would do anything but not this.’

The man who was almost 45 years hold the girl by her hair and pulled up ‘Do you think I buy you for hearing your melodramas Bi*ch?’

The girl felt disgusted hearing such words for herself.

She tried to make the man leave her hair. It was hurting her.

‘I am like your daughter Sir, please show some mercy.’ She still joined her hands.

But the man pushed her on the bed roughly and laughed like a maniac ‘My daughter isn’t a WH*RE.’

The girl crawled back hurriedly before the man could hold her. But the room was small and moreover where will she go. Every door of this broth*l is same, closed for helpless women like her. They were forced here not by choice.

The girl still didn’t give up instead she tried to go out but once again the door was locked. The man was looking at her calmly as he didn’t try to stop her. He knew the door will be locked from outside after all it’s not his first time in this broth*l.

The girl stood there shivering.

‘it’s your first time little who*e but I love how you are playing. It will be fun to rav*sh you.’ He said getting up from the bed. The girl couldn’t do anything stood there helplessly once again hating her own fate.

The man strode towards her with lust in his eyes. Well that’s what these animal like men have for women after all.

‘Please Nooo.’ She cried, whimpered and shouted just like “that” night but the lusty man was already ready to deflower her *again*.

He once again pushed her on bed and this time tied her hand with her own dupatta (scarf). She still didn’t give up and started kicking but the man was strong.

Only strong to crash someone’s dignity and only for this.

He removed his own clothes and hovered over her.

‘You are a pure Angel. Co – operate with me you enjoy and disobey me only I will enjoy.’ With that he tried to smash his lips with hers.

But he forgot that Angels are only for Devils.

Before he could kiss her the door was opened. The man raged in fury as he got disturbed in his nasty work ‘Get out you..’.

His words were cut off by a sound of gun shot. The woman who opened the door directly shot him in his head.

And it was his good luck that the man killed him directly otherwise he would get worse death.

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Abhimanyu's one command and the whole broth*l was under his mercy. His men perfectly entered inside. The attack wasn’t planned even for Abhimanyu also. It was already late night when Abhimanyu was in his penthouse working in his study. Suddenly his men informed him about this br*thel and he didn’t waste time and called Rohan. Soon his team of men and women gathered and they reached this place.

Reaching the broth*l they directly went to rooms not caring anyone’s protest. The owner of the place was dragged out of his room and got punches and kicks. Abhimanyu seat on a chair in the middle of the corridor waiting for his team to do the work. Soon all the girls were brought out of their rooms guiding by his female team specially.

And amusing them Abhimanyu declared that now they are free from this hole.

All the men who came to pleasure themselves by crushing someone's dignity with the power of money were thrown out. Some of them got few punches as his men felt their face too irritating to spare them without teaching them some lessons. And soon all the girls stood in front of the King Abhimanyu Singh Raizada. His female team was there only as it was needed. The owner of this heaven oops hell was sitting beside the black boot of Abhimanyu, Tied with ropes, with some handprints on his face. But in between all those girls 'someone' was there. All of them didn't know how come today their fate changed. This angel came declared them free. Once they thought they will be again sold to someone else. But his words hold a genuineness. His voice was something they felt like angel's blessings. Even that 'someone' felt a relief.

Abhimanyu’s eyes widened looking at the girl. The same eyes, same nose, same lips, the same angelic aura. But her soul was broken. He never thought he would found his queen in a red light area.

But does it matter? Absolutely not. He doesn’t care whether she is a prostitute. She is his. She was his. And she will be his.

But truth was more than that.

‘Abhimanyu she is ..’ But before Rohan could Abhimanyu completed his sentence.

‘She is MINE. My TWEETYBIRD.’ The voice held possessiveness but more than that immense joy. The happiness of finding his lost love after 16 years. Yes 16 years ago, they met for the first time. And then he lost her. But the DEVIL kept his promise to himself.

But the place where he found her was the worst.

All the girls were standing there not knowing what to do. The owner of that prostitute house was shouting in anger. His words were too good to listen.

Abhimanyu signalled his lady workers to take all the girls out of the place.

All of them were taken out of the place one by one. But Abhimanyu’s eyes were stuck on one person. Siya hold a hand of girl whom she knew from the very first day when she came here 3 months ago.

She slowly started to move out with her. She felt a bit easy as she already heard him that from now on they can go back to their own life or do as they wish. In easy words, they are free. They don’t need to sell their bodies anymore. She felt happy, for herself, for all.

‘STOP’ An authorative voice stopped all of them.

‘Except her, you all can go.’ Abhimanyu pointed at Siya.

‘Wh.hy Sir?’ The girl named Laila asked. She was the one who was always stood by Siya’s side even though she is rude. Actually she wasn’t, this brothel made her like only.

Siya thought again her cruel fate worked perfectly. She prayed silently and left her hand. But Laila hold her hands. Abhimanyu never judged people by their work, moreover she was forced to all these after all.

‘Wh..y does sh.he need to stay?’ Laila asked again. But what caught his eyes was that others also stood by Siya’s side. How cruel isn’t it? These prostitutes whom society call wh*re, sl*t they are thousands time better than them. They can stand beside someone who needs help.

‘Because she is going to marry my best friend.’ Rohan said and shrugged his shoulder. Abhimanyu glared him but he cared least.

‘What are you saying Sir?’ Another elderly woman asked. Her whole life went here only.

‘Because she is mine.’ Was his only answer.

*Dark*

*Dominating*

*Yet Lovely*

‘No..noo. I don’t.. want …Let me go with.. them.’ She joined her hands, hanging her head down.

‘No TweetyBird you will not go away from me. 16 years, freaking 16 years I waited for you. And today I found you.’ Abhimanyu stated in his demanding tone.

All eyes widened expect two pairs. But Siya wasn't any state to hear his talks. She wants to leave this place with them as soon as possible.

‘Please ladies this is our Boss’s personal matter. He never harmed anyone, will never do in future. But ‘She’ is safe with us. I give you my words. You can go back to your families, relatives or work under us from tomorrow as Sir said before. But your friend will be fine with him.’ Rohan only said truth. All of them believed his words still it is difficult for them. After all their trust was brutally broken just like their dignity. Someone giving them words, making promise. They would have laugh sarcastically if it wasn’t their saviour.

‘But I don’ttt’ Siya again spoke as they started to move away from her.

‘Take care you will be fine. We need to leave. Hope to meet you again.’ Laila said and started to walk. She will leave her, if she finds her happiness with this man.

‘NO please Lai..ila don’t do. Ahh!!’ She hurriedly moved and about to fall but two protective arms hold her.

‘Siya be careful, you have your baby inside you.’ Laila came near her to help.

And Abhimanyu’s heart broke into millions of pieces.

His TweetyBird is already pregnant.

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A/N

Will this prostitute's fate change?