𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗿𝘀

1|first kill

“Anara, come out,”

her father's voice boomed through the walls of the mansion. She was engrossed in her book at the library when she heard him. Immediately, a sense of fear washed over her as she hastily put the book back on the shelf and made her way to the library's exit where her father was waiting with an angry expression.

"Dad, you called for me?" she asked nervously.

"What is this, Anara?" veransh demanded, showing her a marksheet with her shooting and archery scores on it.

This was not good news.

“Dad, that was. I..am sorry”

"I don't care about your apologies, Anara. What I want are your scores. If you can't even shoot properly, how do you expect to join us? As your father, Anara, I am embarrassed to tell my subordinates about your performance," he reprimanded as she listened with her head lowered.

"Can you give me an estimate of how long it will take for you to become an expert in shooting? I am curious about when you plan to join the mafia group. However, I doubt you will even be able to join," Veransh said angrily, his eyes filled with rage.

Anara lifted her head and met her father's gaze.

"I have no desire to join," she replied.

Her father's hand struck her face with a loud slap, causing Anara's cheek to sting and tears to well up in her eyes.

"Do you even comprehend the words that just came out of your mouth?" Veransh interrogated, his voice seething with fury.

Anara turned to face her father, her hand still pressed against her stinging cheek.

"Dad, I really don't want to be a part of this. I refuse to do this kind of work. Everyone should have the freedom to pursue their own career," she pleaded.

Veransh remained silent, but his expression was filled with rage. He grabbed her arms tightly, causing her pain, and forcefully dragged her towards his personal torture chamber.

Anara desperately protested as soon as she realized where he was taking her, but her father paid no attention.

"Dad, please no! I'm sorry. I'll do as you say," Anara begged.

He paid no heads to her and take her to the torcher chamber.

As soon as they entered, anara can smell the fresh blood as she looked there her eyes widen in shock as she saw men and women brutally tortured and tied to chairs. While some men were still beating a men with a whip.

She can't see all this

“dad, why you bring me here” her voice was filled with fear and despair.

“You need to be taught a lesson” veransh said coldly.

He completely ignored her and escorted her to the torture chamber. As soon as they arrived, Anara was hit with the pungent smell of blood. Her eyes widened in horror as she witnessed men and women being viciously tortured and bound to chairs. Some men were even still whipping a helpless victim.

She couldn't bear to take in any more of this gruesome scene.

"Dad, why did you bring me here?" Her voice trembled with fear and desperation.

"You need to learn a lesson," Veransh replied coldly, his words slicing through the tense air.

Anara stood frozen, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. She couldn't believe what she was witnessing - helpless men tied up and screaming as two others brutally whipped him.

Her father took her hand and led her inside, but she couldn't shake off the cold shivers that ran down her spine at the sight before her.

"How am I supposed to handle all of this?" Anara thought to herself, feeling overwhelmed and scared.

"Enough, you can stop now," Veransh said to the men whipping the helpless victim. Anara felt a sense of relief wash over her as the beating finally came to an end. But it was short-lived as her father pushed her into a chair.

Trembling with fear, Anara wondered what was going to happen next. Would she suffer at the hands of her father, or rather, the heartless mafia leader who only cared about his organization?

Veransh leaves Anara sitting on the chair and walks over to the table where a variety of weapons are strewn about. Ranging from small knives and daggers to swords and axes, there are also some menacing torture devices.

Anara trembles with anxiety as she sees her father standing in front of the table. She turns away, not wanting to feel any more fear, but her gaze falls upon a large glass cabinet filled with all sorts of weapons.

In that moment, she questions why she was born into this family.

Veransh finally grasped a dagger and approached her. Anara sat upright, trying not to further anger her father.

As veransh walked towards a man tied to a chair, he handed the knife to Anara and untied the man. He grabbed his hair and dragged him before Anara.

"Anara, this man is our enemy. Do you understand?" he asked.

Anara nodded fearfully.

"Then put him to death and show that you are a true member of the Hansley family," Veransh said with a slight smile.

Trembling, Anara tightly gripped the dagger as she gazed at the helpless, tortured man. He looked pitiful.

“target the throat anara, slice his neck” veransh commanded.

Anara held the knife tightly. She really do not want to do it. She can't belive she is going to kill someone for the first time in her life. But she does not want to disappoint her father.

She held the mens hair and titled his neck upwards. Without thinking a bit. She sliced his throat. The blood splattered all over her clothes and the ground as she froze there seeing the men on the ground lifeless.

“That's the way you do it. Congrats for the first kill of your life” her father said.

Suddenly both her brothers enters inside as they run towards her. amish took the dagger from her hand and throws it aside. And asked.

“Anni, sweet sister are you okay?”

Revansh patted her head as he tried to bring her to reality. Anara is still frozen.

“Anni, say something”

Veransh looks at them with a frown. He said.

“She is fine. Its her first time that's why she is shocked a bit. You don't have to be so conserned”

The two siblings escorted her out while their father watched them depart. "They're making a big fuss about it," he remarked with disdain.

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