All Chapters of Mr. Mafia, On Your Knees: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Abraham"She's gone again", Victor laughed. But I was about to go in a deep right there. "Didn't you remember what I did to you that night?", Amayra twisted her fists, speaking in a low tone. "I.... I just came to apologize", Eisha muttered. "He doesn't want your apologies, honey", Amayra crossed her hands and smiled. That bitchy smile of hers. Honestly, I loved that side of hers. "In fact, he doesn't you around him. So, just go and fuck yourself", she patted Eisha's cheek. Eisha's face turned pale. She might have remembered that horrible night of her life when she was thrashed. "Amayra! What are you doing here?", Daniel appeared there and scanned us. "Huh! Sorry to interrupt. But you were about to be with me this evening", he grabbed her waist again but Amayra immediately shoved his hand away. I grinned.&nbs

Abraham "No", she said.  "Are you lying?" "No! I can never regret that", she confessed. I sighed in relief. If she would say the opposite, I would never forgive myself. I took a deep breath and turned to her again. "Yes, I slept with you. Because I lusted for you for fucking eight years. I indeed needed your body. And I also knew it was mere lust. It won't affect you later because lust can never hurt us. I thought you'd forget me and choose your path. If I got married to you, you'd get trapped with me just like my mom got trapped with my dad. She kept weeping all her life and ended up having a son just like her husband. It can't be avoided. Once one steps into this dark world, it becomes a legacy. This chain is unbreakable. I didn't want you to suffer. But.....", I sighed. "Now I know no one can accept your flaws and keep you happy without changing yo

AmayraI paused looking at him for once when he drove me away and turned to go. I chased him, directly hugging him from behind. My restraint gave up and I cried, bitterly cried."Abraham, please. Please don't do this. I can't handle this. I wanted the rest of our moments to be beautiful, I wanted to cherish these moments my whole life, I wanted to live with them, Abraham. Please don't punish me by snatching them, please. You can curse me your whole life, you can do whatever you want, you can accuse me of anything. I won't say anything, I'll tolerate everything you'll give me. I deserve this. But please don't snatch these moments from me. I want to feel you, I want to live you, Abraham. Please, I beg you. I'll reverse, I'll submit, I'll do everything you say. But please be with me for a little longer. Just a little longer"For a few minutes, I could only hear myself sobbing. I hugged him more tightly to stop him with a tiny hope that he would turn back and take m

Amayra Flashback "So, you're going to join the new company that you snatched from Abraham?", Dada asked in the study room. Daniel was seated near us. "Yes, dada. And don't worry. I'll make sure he suffers", I said. Honestly, I wanted to take revenge on him for hurting my feelings. I wanted to make him suffer for me, go on his knees to beg for me. Besides that when I got to know dada and Daniel were planning to kill him, I also wanted to be his shield. "Daniel can do it", dada said. "I guess we talked about it", I reminded him. There was a silence of a few seconds before dada stood up from his chair and sighed. "See, Amayra. This is a risk. Our whole motive revolves around Abraham. So, it's a risk for us to hand over everything to you" "Don't you trust me, dada?", I exclaimed. "Well, we shouldn't trust anyone is a game of business and revenge", Daniel said from the couch. I scowled at him.

AbrahamI didn't know for how long I stayed like that in mom's lap. But I finally confessed that I loved Amayra. From when? I didn't know. I just knew that my heart was beating for her every single second. I had pushed her away when she was almost there for me. I regretted everything I did right then."I can't survive without her, mom. I really can't", I kept whimpering.She became a part of my body that I couldn't take out from myself. I didn't know when she became so much important to me."Stop crying", mom nuzzled my hair. "You said you won't do that""It happened. I didn't want to", I explained while sobbing. "I want her, mom""She is not a toy and you're not a child. I wish I could get her for you", she said in a calm voice. But I wish I were a child and she were my favorite toy. At least, mom could get her for me.So many years passed by, but my heart still belonged to her from the day I saw her. She was a baby,