Episode 1

The city streets whispered their names in hushed tones - Huzaifah, the eldest, with eyes as black as coal and a physique that commanded respect.

Humzah, the second brother, a mirror image of Huzaifah's rugged features, with muscles honed from years of living in the shadows

Hameedh, the youngest, with a wild streak that hinted at a darkness to come. The brothers moved as one, their synchronized steps a testament to their unbreakable bond - forged in the fire of their family's mafia legacy.

Theirs was a world of power, loyalty, and bloodlines, where the line between love and loyalty was often blurred.

Ammaarah, Zahra, and Pritika - three friends, three distinct personalities, united by their determination to chase their dreams.

Ammaarah, with her striking dark brown eyes and luscious long hair, exuded confidence, her curves accentuated by her fitted clothes, a single dimple adding a touch of whimsy to her feisty demeanor.

Zahra, petite but fiery, flashed her signature cute smile, her big beautiful eyes sparkling with mischief, her long locks bouncing with every step. Despite their physical differences, Ammaarah and Zahra shared a similar attitude, their tempers flaring in tandem, like sisters bound by more than just friendship.

Pritika, on the other hand, was a breath of fresh air - sweet, gentle, and endearing, her short stature and brown eyes radiating warmth, a soothing balm to her friends' fiery personalities.

**After work**

Ammaarah, Zahra and Pritika had just finished work. They were currently walking to go take a taxi.

"Exactly! Why?-". Ammaarah was about to finish her sentence when she bumped into someone.

"Watch where you going! Are you damn blind?". The stranger asked, narrowing his eyes at her.

As Ammaarah stood her ground, her eyes locked onto the muscular stranger's chiseled face. "I'm perfectly fine, you're the one who's blind," she shot back, her voice rising.

The stranger's expression darkened, and he took a step closer, his imposing figure towering over her. "You don't know who you're talking to," he warned, his deep voice low and menacing.

Before Ammaarah could respond, another tall figure emerged from the shadows, his features eerily similar to the first stranger's. "What's going on here?" he asked, his voice firm but curious.

As he turned to face Ammaarah, Zahra, still engrossed in her phone, walked right into him, her face inches from his chest.

The second stranger's eyes widened in surprise, and he grasped Zahra's shoulders to steady her. "You're blind too, it seems," he said, a hint of amusement dancing in his voice.

Zahra's eyes flashed up, meeting his, and she bristled at his words. "I was just...distracted," she said, angrily.

Ammaarah, still locked in a stare-down with the first stranger, didn't notice Pritika's calm observation of the scene unfolding before them. Pritika watched with interest, her eyes darting between the two strangers and her friends.

The first stranger's gaze never wavered from Ammaarah's face. "You should teach your friend some manners," he said to the second stranger, his tone dripping with arrogance.

The second stranger's expression turned serious, and he released Zahra's shoulders. "I think we'll take care of our own manners, thank you," he said, his voice firm but polite.

Suddenly, the two strangers exchanged a look, and their demeanor changed. "Huzaifah, let's go," the second stranger said, his voice low and urgent.

Huzaifah's eyes lingered on Ammaarah before he turned to follow his brother.

As they walked away, Ammaarah let out a breath she didn't know she was holding. "What just happened?" she asked Zahra, her voice barely above a whisper.

Zahra shook her head, her eyes still fixed on the retreating figures. "I have no idea, but I think we're in trouble."

Pritika's calm voice intervened, "Let's just get out of here and forget about it." But as they walked away, Ammaarah couldn't shake off the feeling that their lives were about to change in ways they couldn't imagine.

Just as the girls were walking...A police officer stopped them.

He asked them if they had seen any guys around here and if they could describe them.

The police officer's smile sent a shiver down Ammaarah's spine. "Huzaifah Tofiq Mohammed, lovely," he repeated, his tone dripping with a mix of familiarity and wariness.

Zahra's grip on Ammaarah's arm tightened, her voice barely above a whisper. "We're definitely going to be in trouble."

Pritika's brow furrowed in concern. "What's wrong?" she asked, her eyes darting between Ammaarah and Zahra.

The police officer's expression turned serious, and he nodded at his partner. "We'll need to take their statements. Let's get them down to the station."

As the officers led them away, Ammaarah couldn't shake off the feeling that their encounter with Huzaifah and his brother had just become a whole lot more complicated. The T.M family's reputation seemed to precede them, and Ammaarah wondered what exactly they had gotten themselves into.

**Done at the police station**

As they walked out of the police station, Ammaarah let out a sigh of relief. "Well, that was fun," she said, rolling her eyes.

Zahra nodded in agreement. "Definitely not what we needed after a long day of work."

Pritika smiled sympathetically. "At least they let us go without too much hassle."

As they walked away from the station, Ammaarah couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if the police hadn't let them off so easily. "You think we'll see them again?" she asked Zahra, who raised an eyebrow.

"Who, the T.M brothers?" Zahra replied. "I wouldn't be surprised. They seem like the type who'd show up when you least expect it."

Pritika nodded thoughtfully. "And we don't even know what they want."

Ammaarah frowned, her mind racing with possibilities. "Let's just focus on getting home and forgetting about it for now. We can worry about it later."

But as they hailed a taxi, Ammaarah couldn't shake off the feeling that their encounter with the T.M brothers was far from over.

**Huzaifah Tofiq was then called to Police station**

Huzaifah's eyes narrowed as he leaned forward, his voice low and menacing. "How much do you want, officer?" he asked, his tone dripping with disdain.

The officer's smile grew wider, his eyes gleaming with greed. "50k should do it, Huzaifah. You know, for...expenses."

Huzaifah's gaze didn't waver, but his anger simmered just below the surface. "Who snitched?" he demanded, his voice cold.

The officer leaned back in his chair, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Let's just say it was a lovely young woman. Dark brown eyes, long hair, good curves...she seemed like a feisty one."

Huzaifah's eyes flashed with anger as he realized who the officer was describing. Ammaarah. His jaw clenched, his fists tightening beneath the table. He was fuming.

"You're going to regret this," Huzaifah said, his voice low and deadly. The officer's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure.

"I don't think so, Huzaifah. You know how this works. You pay, and we forget. You don't, and...well, let's just say you don't want that to happen."

Huzaifah's gaze never left the officer's face, his mind racing with ways to take care of this problem. Ammaarah had just become a liability, and he was going to make her pay.

Huzaifah got back home and headed to his room. He quickly changed and sat at the edge of his bed. He sat down and pulled out his phone, opening TikTok. The first thing he saw was a live. It was Ammaarah and Zahra

Huzaifah's eyes locked onto Ammaarah's face on his TikTok feed, his gaze lingering on her features. "Zack," he called out to his bodyguard, his voice low and commanding.

Zack appeared beside him, his expression neutral. "Yes, sir?"

"I want everything on her," Huzaifah said, his eyes never leaving Ammaarah's face on the screen. "Name, address, occupation...everything. I want it in one hour."

Zack nodded, his face a mask of professionalism. "Yes, sir. I'll get right on it."

Huzaifah's gaze remained fixed on Ammaarah's face, his mind racing with possibilities. He couldn't believe she'd had the audacity to cross him, and now she was going to pay.

As Zack disappeared to carry out Huzaifah's orders, Huzaifah's smile grew wider. This was going to be fun.

Zack quickly got to work, using his network of contacts and resources to dig up information on Ammaarah. Within 45 minutes, he had compiled a comprehensive dossier on her, including her address, workplace, daily routine, and even her favorite coffee shop.

As he presented the findings to Huzaifah, his tone was professional and detached. "Sir, Ammaarah Ali is a 17-year-old student and part-time worker. She lives in a shared apartment with two friends, Zahra and Pritika. Her address is..."

Huzaifah's eyes scanned the information, his mind absorbing every detail. He nodded, his smile growing wider. "Good work, Zack. I'll take care of the rest."

With the information in hand, Huzaifah began to formulate a plan. He would make Ammaarah regret ever crossing him. The question was, how would he make her pay?

Just after Zack had left Humzah walked into Huzaifah's room, his eyes scanning the space before landing on his brother's face. "What's going on, brother?" he asked, noticing the intense look on Huzaifah's face.

Huzaifah's gaze snapped back to Humzah, his expression neutralizing for a moment before he replied, "Just taking care of some business, Humzah. Where's Hameedh?"

Humzah shrugged, taking a seat on the couch beside Huzaifah. "He went out with some friends. Said he'd be back later."

Huzaifah nodded, his mind still preoccupied with his plan for Ammaarah. "Make sure he stays out of trouble," he told Humzah, his voice firm.

Humzah raised an eyebrow, sensing that something was off. "What's going on, Huzaifah? You seem...different."

Huzaifah's gaze locked onto Humzah's, his expression unreadable. "Just business, Humzah. Don't worry about it."

Humzah's eyes lingered on his brother's face, but he knew better than to push him when he was in this mood. He nodded and stood up. "Alright, brother. I'll go check on Hameedh when he gets back."

As Humzah left the room, Huzaifah's gaze returned to the information on Ammaarah, his mind racing with possibilities. He was going to make her pay, and no one was going to stand in his way.

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