Uncontrollable Fond

12)Punish and Kiss!

Zayn was being punished by the treatment named waterboarding. It's a cruel interrogation method that simulates drowning, which suffocates a person almost to death; it originated trace to the Spanish inquisition.

A cloth is held tightly over a person's face which covers their nose and mouth. The water poured onto the cloth, over the face.

Breathing becomes difficult, and the gag reflex is stimulated; the person who is receiving this punishment will be close to drowning, or death.

The mouth and nose are filled with water but the head incline prevents it from reaching difficult and the person panics.

This kinda harsh punishment Zayn was going through, his screams and groans were audible in Thora's chamber which didn't let Thora sleep.

The storeroom sounded more like an ancient Chinese torture chamber, his screams were just blood-curdling and ear-splitting sobs. Thora couldn't hold it anymore.

Thora got off her bed and rushed to the storeroom.
Zayn was brutally punished after all it's Thora who ordered it.
Zayn was suffocating to breathe.

There were two bodyguards of Thora, who were professionals at punishing and they were doing this heartless work to Zayn.
With a sudden loud thud, the two bodyguards looked in the direction of the sound.
The door opened widely revealing Thora.

"Stop doing it right now!"
Thora yelled making the guards flinch.

"Step back!" Thora said in a commanding voice.

"Boss.. that-" a Guard shut up when Thora growled in anger.

"Remove the cloth on his face and untie him" The guards followed their boss's order.
Zayn was trying to catch his breath as he was soffucating for a too long time, his head felt heavy. He was panting hard.

Not even sparing a glance at Zayn, she continued speaking.

"Leave the mansion right now!
You both are fired.
No guards and in the house in 2"

"Boss, please-" the other one was cut off by Thora.

"You leave or you die..." Thora said while keeping her eyes straight not sparing a glance at the man.

"Sorry boss" both the guards left.

"I knew you would come for me" Zayn was trembling in coldness.
Thora's furious gaze turned into a soft one.

"Come to my room...' with that Thora to the kitchen to grab a jug of water and a first aid kit while taking the box she got stopped as a hook on the table pulled a string of her knitted vest, and it became loose, She shrugged it off.

Both of them reached Thora's room, Thora handed him a towel to dry himself.

"Sit on the bed..." Thora was still speaking to him in a commanding tone.

"So bossy!" Zayn growled playfully, his slight growl changed Thora's mood.

"My left arm is injured, I can't dry myself. Help me" Zayn said which made Thora frown at him.

Holding her arms to her chest she said. "What about the right arm?"

"It's...it's does hurt..please..help me" Zayn spoke in a baby voice which made Thora chuckle but soon she became serious again.

"Okay...give me the towel"
She took the towel from him and wiped his face.

While Thora drying him carefully that's she might hurt his wounds, Zayn hugged Thora's waist.

"What are-" Thora stopped.and her breath hitched.

"Shh..." Zayn made Thora speechless with his one, shh, the queen of American mafia is shushed by Zayn.