My Twisted Mafia

Happy Birthpain to you...

But when she fainted he wasn't expecting it...

His surprise that was in a fraction of second was covered that was the best thing about being him..
he always managed to stay calm in any situation

He got in and closed the door behind him and picked Isqaar in a Swift motion like she weighed nothing ..
he placed her on her bed in her bedroom as he lay her on bed he looked at her face she had quite arranged lashes that it was hard to believe they were natural..

but something bothered him,
her unsteady breathing..
like she was having a hard time breathing.. .
He looked around for an inhaler ..
he opened few drawers things were so arranged
and then ....
we're those his pictures..?

He rolled his eyes .. chuckling,

" Well.. that's interesting.."

..he turned and let out an exhausted sigh as he run his hands in his hair..
that's when he saw it..on the floor together with her meds

"Bingo!"he smirked

But picking them up,both were empty
He glared at the items in his hands as if they were at fault..then he looked at her figure laid on the bed

"Of course.."

He rolled his eyes once more..he knew she'd never say anything if her meds were over because she felt bad for her brother,what a lame excuse..

He walked out and got in his best friend's room he knew directly where Naseer kept extra meds for her and took a new bottle and an inhaler,
Going back to Isqaar he kept them by her bedside table and sat by her bed his lips pulled into a smirk as he noticed the book by her table

He picked it up...and read the name out loud 

"Wuthering heights.."

He chuckled "she keeps reading this no matter how shitty it is"

(NO OFFENSE I LOVE THE BOOK)

He put it back and turn to her he couldn't do anything unless she wakes up..
just then..he notices something..
on her cheek,it's like a handprint..
someone slapped her..
he frowned he stood up and took a paper,he scribbled down something and kept it on the book..

After a last glance at her he left....

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Naseer arrived the headquarters when it was already dark outside when he got in people kept greeting him and he grunted in response..with a straight face with no trace of emotion..

"Sir.."

He snapped his head at the origin of the voice

"Salim.."he said monotonously

"Sir has asked for your presence in the conference room"

Then Naseer suddenly remembered the supposedly attack at the eastern market..he let a disturbed sigh

"Okay.."

He then said calmly..
he walked to the conference room and six men were at the door as he was about to get in someone grunted..
and he turned as he saw Jafar he raised his sharp brow
Jafar smiled and Naseer loosen up

"What does the asshole want"Naseer asked smirking referring to his best friend

"Nothing much..just notify you that he took care about the east market"Jafar said

Naseer now smiled genuinely..
'Thank you '

He mouthed..then got in walking confidently with a cold look as usual...