Yara's head throbbed with pain as she struggled to sit up. As she slowly regained consciousness, the dim light revealed a small, dingy room with concrete walls. Panic set in as memories of the abduction flooded back. She was on the floor and her hands were tied to a nearby pillar. The surroundings hinted at the severity of the situation.

The distant sounds of hushed conversations and footsteps permeated the air, creating an atmosphere of clandestine activity. She squinted, trying to make sense of her surroundings, suddenly, the creak of a door echoed, revealing a formidable man in a finely tailored suit.

It was Dawood Haider Khan, the most powerful and ruthless mafia of 'Blazing Eagles'.

"So, you're finally awake," he remarked coldly, walking towards her.

Fear gripped her, but she mustered the courage to speak. "Let me go home"

Dawood paced the room, his polished shoes echoing against the cold floor. His cold gaze bore into her, and a wry smile played on his lips, "You see, sweetheart, you're part of a deal now. You're going to marry me, and you better cooperate if you value your family's safety."

Her eyes narrowed with shock, a mixture of anger and fear in her voice. "Deal? What deal are you talking about?"

"Your so called Papa's deal. He sold you for money", He smirked.

"You... are .... lying!", she stammered, her voice shaky.

"Ohh sweetheart, didn't you hear what you dad said when you were at home?" He smirked, "Should I remind you his exact words?"

"No", she stuttered.

The cold floor sent shivers through her body as she sat huddled, tears streaming down her face.

He leaned below and untied her hands that were tied to the pillar.

"Yara! Stand up!", He said looking at her, his voice soft unlike other times.

"I want to go home", she said in-between her sobs.

"Home? Forget that place, you aren't going back", He said sternly patiently waiting for her to stand up from the floor.

"Noo... I hate this place, I want to go home"

"Cut this crap and stand up! Now!", He spoke his voice louder than before.
He was losing his patience with this girl.

Yara choked on her sobs, fear rising within her.

"Please, I just want to go home."

Dawood's anger erupted like a storm as he grabbed Yara's arm, yanking her forcefully from the floor. The room quivered with tension, and Yara gasped as she stumbled to her feet, her eyes wide with fear.

Dawood spoke seething, "You think you can just sit there crying and ignore my order?"

Dawood's strong grip at her arm caused pain. Yara winced, trying to steady herself against his overpowering force.

"I... I didn't mean to—", she said trembling.

Dawood cut her off, "I don't want excuses. You'll learn to obey if I do things in my way."

He towered over her, a menacing figure demanding submission. Yara, visibly shaken, struggled to maintain composure.

"Stand up straight! You're in my place now, and you play by my rules.", He spoke, his voice held anger and annoyance.

He released her arm with a forceful shove, causing her to stumble backward.

"You'll regret every moment you decide to disobey me."

With that warning, Dawood exited the room, leaving Yara alone in a suffocating solitude. The room felt smaller, shadows dancing on the walls as the weight of Dawood's threats settled on her shoulders.

The room echoed with her sobs as she crumpled to the floor, tears streamed down her cheeks, carrying the weight of her despair.

"Your so called Papa's deal. He sold you for money"

The echoes of the recent confrontation replayed in her mind, each word a dagger twisting her already wounded soul.

He sold you for money.
He sold you for money.

Those words kept repeating in her mind, as she felt helpless by the cruel fate she had to deal with.

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🕊️ Flashback 🕊️

The room exuded luxurious looks with expensive furniture, dimly lit chandeliers, and a massive desk at the center. Dawood, sat behind the desk, thumbing through documents. Three of his trusted men, Rehan, Khalid and Samir, stood before him, their expressions tense.

Dawood leaned back in his chair and noticed their tensed expressions, "Alright, talk. What do you want to say?"

"Boss, we think... Urm... Someone from our gang should get married to Fayyad's daughter", Rehan spoke up nervously.

Dawood raised an eyebrow, shocked at Rehan's words, "Marriage? We don't bring ladies into our lives, gentlemen. We're in the business of power and control."

"Yeah Boss, we understand that but when we kidnap Fayyad's daughter tomorrow it's going to become a huge problem for us", Said Samir gaining courage to speak up.

"May I know what problems?", Dawood questioned, his voice held the tone of seriousness.

"Urm... Boss, we can't keep a lady at our place. It'll alert our rival gangs and most of all it's going to be on the headlines. The police could take advantage of this.. it's a women's issue", explained Khalid.

The air thickened with tension, Rehan, Khalid and Samir stood nervously. Dawood's eyes scanned their faces, taking in the nervousness he cleared his throat and spoke, "It's complicated.. Maybe we should just kidnap Fayyad and force his family to return the money"

"Boss, that's just a stupid idea. It won't work out", Rehan blurted out.

Dawood raised his eyebrow, "Stupid?"

"I am sorry boss. I didn't mea....", Dawood cut Rehan off and spoke, "LEAVE"

"Boss, I didn't...." Rehan started when Dawood slammed his hand on the desk, the things on the table rattled. All three men backed off out of fear.

"I SAID LEAVE", He screamed at Rehan, his anger rising.

Rehan walked out of the room silently without another word. The room fell silent, Samir and Khalid stood infront of Dawood with fear. Dawood glared at them, his anger still visible.

"I'll marry the girl, go as per our plan A", said Dawood which shocked both the men.

"Boss, are you serious?", questioned Khalid still in shock.

"Yes"

"Boss, Maybe Rehan can get married to her.", Suggested Samir nervously.

"I've made the decision and it's final", Dawood spoke furiously.

"Boss...", Khalid spoke his voice trembling when Dawood cut him off.

"LEAVE"

Samir and Khalid nodded and left the room, leaving Dawood alone, fuming in the shadows of his luxurious room.

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He silently eavesdropped on the conversation from outside the room. The gravelly voice of Dawood revealed the plans that ignited a flame of anger within him.
Clenching his fists, he muttered to himself, "I'll find a way to get her, no matter what."
Determination flashed in his eyes as he quietly slipped away, plotting his own course of action against his own boss.

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