Bound To You ✔

Chapter 19 ~ A True Love Kiss

Isabella has been nothing but a collateral damage in his plan.

Eijaz knew the resemblance of the two girls was the main highlight but he never guessed Zaid would use the power of the mafia to marry Isabella forcefully. It had been a do or die situation for the helpless girl. He couldn't intervene but he made sure to keep track of their movements using Lara Weiss covert men which led him to Casablanca.

It's the least he can do for her after having a hand in jeopardizing her simple life.

Arriving in front of the abandoned building, he entered the area with a dynamic personality as one of the local man walked behind him keeping a stern face.

"Your name please," a girl no less than twenty-five asked him. She kept playing with the pen between her ombre painted nails as she took in his look. Let's say she was quite satisfied. Eijaz leaned closer and whispered in her ear.

"Mahmood, last minute entry sweetheart"

"I'll write it down."

Once he was cleared to step inside the room, a disgusting smell of cigarettes and alcohol hit his nose terribly. All he could see was smoke in the air. When they started to fade, he noticed a lot of men, some were goons, businessmen and others looked like bike gangsters. Girls in barely any clothes were walking around, serving wine or beers to them.

It was both abominable and pitiful while his eyes scanned the area.

"Let's get this auction started," Akil Omar yelled in the mic and a round of applause surrounded the whole place, some pounding the table. Among all these gangsters, he is surely one of the most dangerous ones. But Eijaz knew even if he isn't able to get his hands on him, Zaid will finish the task gladly. He loves Isabella too much. He has seen it in his eyes today.

Eijaz took a seat at a table where three men in suits were seated. For the outer world, they would seem decent but here their true nature is exposed. His heartbeats raced when the crying teenage girls were begging to let them go. His fingers kept clenching and unclenching but he had to regain his composure.

"None of them interest you," the bald man who just bought a fourteen year old girl, asked. His toothy grin was enough for Eijaz to get up and bashed his head against the table but he only smiled.

"I hate crybabies. I want a virgin who'll scream my name in delight."

"Well every man has a choice. I prefer the opposite."

"Thanks for telling me something I don't care about," he answered, cocking his neck left to right. The bald man, embarrassed, looked away and sipped the remaining of his wine and shouted for more.

He patiently waited for Isabella's turn. Despite being a cop, he felt useless and heartbroken seeing all these girls being sold off like this. If only he could rip off these pedophiles eyes

Eijaz sat straight and appeared to be interested when Akil wrap his arm around Isabella's waist and brought her on the stage. She wasn't able to stand on her own without his support. It means they drugged her.

His hand pounded into a fist but he had to put on a wretched smile.

"Now that's a beauty I don't mind kissing the floor she walks. Look at those fair legs for days," he said to the men sitting at the table. They nodded in approval as their eyes including the rest of the room raked on the little red dress she had on.

"Forgive me," he mumbled.

"Gentlemen, our last model of the evening, married yet still a virgin," Akil mocked but Eijaz felt relieved that no one touched her.