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Chapter 6

Six months later

Every day Aliza was abused by her aunt and her sickened brother Fredrick for going uncooperative to him. Aliza desperately needed an outlet but her aunt was a very powerful witch, she would drag her out to suffer more even from the threshold of hell.

With the days passing Aliza became immune to her aunt's beating until the day she announced the most fateful day of her life, her engagement with Fredrick

Aliza's engagement was fixed within ten days and as agreed earlier she was to submit her resignation in Richmond Industries. Aliza feared the black eye of her boss. She was to pay 20 millions to the firm in compensation if she resigns the job before the bond period. Working in such a reputed company with a huge salary was a dream come true for Aliza. If it was on her she wouldn't think of resigning the job even in her bleakest period. 

Her boss Mr Charles Rodriguez was a gentleman and very professional. In spite of the backlash she faces everyday in her home from her aunt and Fredrick going to work was a breath of fresh air for Aliza.  Since the past six months Aliza was careful or to be more apt lucky that Fredrick or Stella did not attempt to design her face or open areas of her body with their marks.

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It was five in the morning. Charles heard the ring of his alarm clock and pushed away the comforter. His perfectly shaped long feet kissed the carpeted floor as he walked to the window inhaling the fresh morning air of the nature. The sky was still dark but there were traces of light. The chirping of birds could be heard from the casement that had the picturisque view of his five acres garden around his opulent bunglow.

The flowers were slowly blooming enthralling his room with their magnificent fragrance. Looking outside Charles could see a cuckoo in one of the trees sing as though welcoming him for a new morning. Just as he was about to reach the washroom Charles could see his telephone ring.

Gazing at the caller-ID a pleasant smile adorned his features. "Good Morning Mama..." Charles greeted his mother and received a cheerful voice from the other end. "Wish you a very happy birthday my baby, may you live long with so many years of health, prosperity and happiness." Charles chuckles and thanks his mother before he could hear some kind of shuffling at the back ground. Immediately his father's voice came to be heard. "Hello son, wish you a very happy birthday. Are you coming home today?" Allen asked him in eagerness.

"Thanks dad..." Charles wondered at the sudden change of his dad's behavior. Earlier it was always his mother who asked this question to him. "Dad I have no plan for now.  I'm very busy but I will try." Charles declined his father's offer courteously after a sigh running his fingers through his thick black hair. Soon there were calls from his sister and brother wishing him a happy birthday.

Charles wasn't a very social person. He hated parties and always made plans to avoid them. During all his twenty six years of life he doesn't remember when he had his last birthday celebration. Often times he forgot his birthdays busy with work. His siblings and friends including other family members called him boring and a party pooper but that is what he was and he doesn't wish to change himself to the worse. Charles knew if he gave a hint to his mother she would plan a huge get together with a lot of pomp and show.

Just as he disconnected the call of his younger brother he could see a call from one of his men popping on his phone screen. Charles contemplated looking at the caller id. His men never call him outside working hours and if they were ringing him at such odd time, obviously the matter is understood to be serious.

"Yes Benjamin, what's the matter, you are calling me this early?" Charles immediately picked the call on the second ring. There was a power and control in his voice which he often used against his men to keep them under check. Mafia had stamped him cold hearted and insensitive but that's how the system works. Though wasn't bad at heart he became ruthless, hard and callous claiming thousands of lives. Within a leap of an eye and not a hitch in his heart he took away blood of thousands of people but there was always a reason behind it. He isn't inhuman like he is often marked but always had to wear the cover of a demon to conquer the deleterious and grant justice to the sinless.