The cell filled with painful screams as the knife dug into the tender flesh of the man tired to a chair, right in the middle, with no clothes on. Completely bloody and wounded yet none were deep enough to kill, he wouldn't die from them at least not until faith decided something else.
All the other prisoners cowered in their cells, trying to make themselves as small as possible. They were all scared, afterall it had been quite sometime since the Queen herself visited and that too with a new prisoner. It was usually her kids, they were young and their want for blood was new hence, they needed it every other day.
While the Queen have had her's fulfilled quite sometime ago, yet that didn't mean that someone who hurt her child wouldn't be left whatsoever. She loved who her artwork turned out, all the lines were perfect just how she wanted them to be and his ex-manager's screams were only a bonus for her.
"Please. P-Please." Came the man's voice and she smiled, all the prefect teeth on full display. She never understood why her husband believed in taking the tongue first, it was so nice to hear people scream and beg but then again he was a quite man who didn't like a lot of noise.
"What? Hm? What do you want? If you can say it I will let you go." She said with a voice that dripped honey, while the man tried everybit to say something he couldn't. He had fainted and since there was no fun left anymore, Sia left telling her guards to take care of her victim.
Getting in her car, she went home where she saw her oldest outside sitting in the garden. He was reading but that wasn't want filled her with warmth, it was the fact that her youngest was sitting in his lap, head dropping every so slightly as her Dada lured her to sleep. She would have gone upto them but her clothes still had some blood, so her just nodded at Revan who was standing a little away from them and went to shower.
Sia noticed it before anybody else, Aahara seemed to hold a special spot her heart for Aanan and what was even more amusing was that the man himself had no idea about that whatsoever. She chuckled quietly as she entered her room which was completely empty since Aaditya was still at work.
After taking a shower, she went to the dinning room, all her kids were their but this time Ekansh had Aahara in her lap, who clearly looked as angry as a wet kitten.
"I wanna sit!" Aahara huffed at her elder brother who didn't spear her a glance.
"You already are." And Aahara looked as if her tiny hands would kill her brother in the next second.
"Ekansh, let her sit where she wants." Sia felt the need to interfere before the number of her children reduced permanently.
"Thank you Mumma." Aahara all but dashed up and sat on the seat beside Aahar.
How were they twins again? She was just tiny infront of him when he was only a few minutes older.
"Love, how was your day?" She heard the voice of her husband who had just entered the room and gave her a small side hug.
"Good. Yours?" She asked as they both went to sit down, he mumbled something and she smiled, his day was tiring. Telling what her husband felt took years for her to master, the man really had little to no expressions and it was that fact only which would terrify her in the beginning of their marriage but she got use to it gradually.
"Pumpkin I wanted to discuss something." She said after a few minutes of regular chit-chat. Her baby just nodded as her mouth was full, with big doe eyes looking at her.
"What do you think about school?" And proving her suspicious right everyone fell silent, they were eavesdropping on their conversation. Sneaky people.
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AAHARA
Ficción GeneralAahana Singh, a 14 year old girl. She always thought that she was nothing special until she met them. She might not know it, but she was the sanity of the most cruel people, the underworld had ever seen or known.