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Azeem made his way into the large hall way of the mansion . The butler serving the Gad family since when he's father was alive quickly came to help Azeem out of his coat.
"How is the evening treating you Eugene.?" Azeem asked and Eugene bowed his head deep to answer.
"Good Master."
"Hmm." Azeem hummed and removed his leather gloves
"Where is mother?." He asked walking away. The butler followed him after hanging the coat on the hanger.
"She's in the gallery. Master."
"Alright. Prepare coffee for me." Azeem ordered and changed his way to the gallery.
Getting inside he saw his mother on her usual wheelchair in front of a canvas with paint plate in her hands,drawing.
The maids that were helping her bowed their heads and quickly made their way out when they saw the young master at the door.
"What a lovely evening?love of my life." His lips widen into a broad smile as he made himself visible to her sight. Pressing the remote on her wheelchair Nabeela turned to fully face him and her face bloomed into a smile
"SalamuAlaikum Azeem. Remember to always say your salam." She reminded him to which Azeem answered her salam and hugged her.
"Waalaikum salam. Maama how's your day so far."
"Great alhamdulilah. How about you?."she hugged him back as she gently rubbed his back
"Good as ever. I just came back from meeting your daughter-in-law." He pulled away and sat on a chair opposite her.
"Really!!" Her pair of coppery eyes just like her son's twinkled with delight.
"Yes Maama and I will soon make her mine." He bent and held her hands into his.
"She's so beautiful Maama. And calm just like you."
"Hmm"Nabeela hummed and playfully raised her brows to question him.
"What do like about her?"
"I like her,I like her from head to toe."
Nabeela slowly smiled because of his answer.
"Hope you didn't scare her away."
"Well Maama..." he started but she cut him off as she cupped his cheeks after slipping her hands away from his grasp.
"Azeem. I know your personality is different from others and you do things in different ways."
"But try to win her heart in a more sensible and suitable way okay?"
He closed his eyes and leaned into her touch
"I don't want you to be just like your father." She added and that made him to open his eyes.
Nabeela was happy and at the same time scared. She believed Azeem was not his father but he encompasses many of his father's personality. The man that hurt her,abused her and assaulted her in many ways that made her paralyzed,because he believed woman were to be used and discard.
Azeem developed a trauma because he witnessed the way his father deals with things,how his father tortured and maltreated his mother. In the end getting tired of his mother experiencing different kinds of torture and pain he killed his father. And that's the beginning of his reign as the Mafia king where he succeeded his father,the beginning of his cold journey,of his monstrous life. And all that he cared for in life was his mother and no one else.
Azeem's personality fluctuates and that caused him to be difficult to understand. He's unpredictable.Sometimes he's a beast wanting to stain his hands with blood like his father while sometimes he's a knight wanting to protect what belongs to him like his mother .
"Don't hurt her please!" She pleaded
"I won't." He whispered and pulled her into another hug to assure her. But an evil glint passed through his eyes that was not there when he looked into his mother's eyes. His father has already tinted his soul.
"Maama there's no going back." He thought and hugged her more.