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𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐩 - All this time 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐰.

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐈𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫!

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐧 𝐇𝐞𝐫!

𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐇𝐞 𝐀𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐓𝐨 𝐊𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬!

A mysterious silence in the car after a long time.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 - 3852

𝐀𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

The Next Day.
11:00 PM

Everyone was sleeping.

Zoya's phone rang and her eyes flash opened. As she saw the caller id she went out of her room as everyone was sleeping together in her room.

"Why are you calling at this time?" Zoya asked on call

"Today is the right time. 𝐄𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐦." The person on other side spoke

Zoya hummed and ended the call.

She went towards her wardrobe and changed in her mafia mission dress.

And moved towards the garage cautiously where her superbike was parked.

She started her bike and went speeding towards Lucknow outskirts.

On the Other Side

Samad was also a dark king who ends the wrong ones.

He being a mafia king had already reached the outskirts.

There he saw the warehouse where the kidnapped girls are kept.

He stood infront of the warehouse with his guards encircling him.

He nodded and everyone moved towards their position.

"No one should be left. End everyone except their boss and the girls." Samad ordered in his powerful voice

"Jii Hukum." Everyone said and went inside

At the stroke of midnight, the warehouse was enveloped in an eerie silence, punctuated only by the muffled sounds of the mafia king's footsteps as he led his ruthless gang through the shadows.

Under the shroud of darkness, the warehouse loomed like a silent sentinel in the dead of night, its corrugated walls bearing silent witness to the clandestine dealings that unfolded within.

Led by the enigmatic figure of the mafia king aka Samad, his gang moved with the fluidity of shadows, their footsteps echoing softly against the cold concrete floor.

Armed to the teeth and driven by a singular purpose, they navigated the labyrinthine corridors with the precision of a well-oiled machine, each member executing their assigned tasks with deadly efficiency.

With a silent nod from their leader, the gang descended upon the unsuspecting smugglers like a pack of wolves, their movements a blur of motion as they swiftly incapacitated their targets with a combination of brute force and tactical precision.

The air crackled with tension as the sound of struggle reverberated through the cavernous space, the echoes of violence mingling with the faint hum of machinery.