She looked like an angel in that beautiful dress, so confident and her aura so mysterious like I have never felt. He thought to himself. He had never experienced this......it was a new experience for him. Was it so called the "Love at first sight"...
As soon as I finished talking i was bombarded with questions from my family. Everyone spoke at the same time. I shouted "STOP"and looked at ma indicating only her to speak. She started, "pura naam kya hai uska ?!" " Leher Kaur", "Kya karti hai vo?", "Lawyer", Karan asked "Kaha mile the app sabse pehle" I was about to answer but Akash jumped in and said "Kal raat ke party me", his father added "Vo tujhe janti hai? Uske parents kon hai?", after his question there was pin-drop-silence in the room. I decided to break the heavy atmosphere by saying " Vo mujhe nahi janti aur uske parents nahi hai. End of conversation! Ab me aur koi mujhe kuch nahi puchega. Vo jab yaha mere biwi ban ke ayegi toh aap log usse apni beti ki tarah rakhna. Ab me bohot thak gaya hu aur sone jaa raha hu." After that I went straight to my bedroom and the moment I lay in bed I went to sleep. As for my rest of the family, they were still there with messed up thoughts and didn't know how to react since they were happy but still unsure of what to say and how to feel with the information they just got.
Next Day :-
I woke up after a good sleep and went straight to the gym. I worked an hour extra today for no specific reason. I went to my room and got ready. Just as I was about to sit in the car I got a call from my best friend Sidharth. I picked the call and found him talking in a very serious tone. " Viraj, jaldi se warehouse aa." I questioned him about the emergency but he told me that I will get to know once I reach. After about 5-10 minutes I reached the warehouse and was greeted by him. He told me about the traitor and how he has been selling information about our shipment to small gang around India this made my blood boil with rage. I was trained to grow into a heartless monster I am today. I love to spill blood and watch people scream in anguish. Especially those who go against me. One thing I don't allow under my rule is deception and disloyalty, and the fucker just did the exact same. The basement was icy cold and filled with darkness, just the way I liked. Reaching the secret torture cell in warehouse's basement I ordered the gaurd to open the door and I stepped in. There he was all tied up, bloody and beaten badly. His head hung low, his shirt was ripped with blood stains visible all over his body. My silent footsteps didn't wake him. Nodding towards one of my guards, I allowed him to wake him up once, that was all that was needed and he woke up with a stir. He raised is head and his jet black orb eyes made contact with mine and I smirked to see the light vanish from his eyes just to be replaced with nothing but fear and I liked it.I like it when people feared me, that's just how I ruled. you take my name and people used to cower in fear. I fed on fear.
I took a few step towards him, bent till my face was merely inches away from his and uttered the only deadly word in a mere whispered "why", that was all I had to say before he started crying, another pathetic thing to see which further built rage in me. I was an impatient man and did not have any time for this, I slapped him right across the face which left the marks of my fingers on his milky skin and said "Akhri baar puch raha hu Puneet, Kyu kiya!?" You failed to give me an answer. "Tujhe pata hoga ab kya hone wala hai." and with a sneer I added "Puneet, mei tujhpe bohot trust karta tha, aur tune mujhe dokha diya toh iska anjaam toh tujhe milega hi"
He decided to remain quiet. I gave him another minute to speak up but when his head hung low and he didn't speak I've had enough. With a low growl I asked for my katana (A japanese sword, was used by samurai) a rare weapon I used for when I wanted to slash someone across the throat to release my stress. As slowly as I could, I started to tear his skin apart. First the cheeks, then the arms and finally the stomach. Screams resonated through the cell but that was music to my ears, it eased me , and I smiled a bit seeing my tensions and stress relieve. I bent low and looked at him again. " Me tujhe ek last chance de raha hu, ek minute dunga, aur tujhe pata hai mei kya kya kar sakta hu." He started whimpering but I couldn't care less, he defied me, the fucker was too loyal to the gangs that he didn't speak up rolling my eyes and heaving a tired sigh. I opened a bottle of alcohol, took a swig and started pouring on his wounds when the sound of his screens and the sizzling of his skin were assorted. I kept the torturous act for a full minute, when I decided to give him a break. I didn't care what happened to him, I needed answers. I lost my patience after that. I sliced his throat slowly yet sternly. Making him tremble with pain and die slowly after about a minute or two. I had fun today. Finally after so long, working on papers was not exactly me, this was me, and I loved it. I extracted out the names of gangs through a hard way, but I did. There's nothing I can't do, it might take a little time but everything is under my control. I was hungry for violence which I needed from time to time.
I went home satisfied after that since there wasn't much work in the office. Laying at the bed, I was thinking about Leher. I got her no. from the file and called her. I told her in a stern and cold tone about tomorrow's meeting, venue and time for the case. This was just way I thought of for being close to her and making her mine forever.
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