Warning: Trigger scene. Avoid complete chapter if you are sensitive.
Aryan read the content of the file.
Zoya's father was responsible for his family's accident. Believing his daughter's story, he killed his family for revenge. Not only that, the case details show that Zoya accused Aryan of stalking her in the college and has been warned by Omar many times. They also included the incident when Aryan came to deliver, stating he disguised himself as a delivery boy to meet Zoya, and that's why Omar and his friend had beaten him.
They put fake testimony of Omar's friend supporting her claim. Omar's father had used his ministry power to escalate the case, but Zoya's father wasn't satisfied. He was enraged that his princess was subjected to harassment for so many years, and he couldn't protect her. What added more to his fury was Aryan's humble background. To set an example, he was out for Aryan's blood.
The file also shows pictures of Zoya and Omar walking hand in hand as if they haven't ruined a family just to satiate their egos. It also includes the current whereabouts of each one and their day-to-day routine.
Aryan raises his eyes from the file and stares at Lala, "What do you expect in return?"
He learned his lesson. There was no free food in the world, and he realized the extent of Lala's power. So why would a man like him come to his rescue without a motive? He won't waste his time to protect him from the attacker or ask his men to investigate his case.
"Your life. Your loyalty. For you to work with me and become my most trusted man," Lala's reply was direct and sharp. He didn't bother sugarcoating his words or pretend to sympathize with him. He was clear when he stated he wanted Aryan's life.
Lala had been noticing the new boy for a few days. No matter how much he was kicked or punched by the paid goons inside the prison, Aryan would always return. There was nothing that could break him, and that was what had made Lala take an interest in him. He was like a raw diamond that was molded to be invincible after enduring the torrid circumstances thrown by fate at him.
"I have a favor to ask," he stood up, clutching the file.
"Ask away, boy."
"I want to be out of jail," Aryan was clear about what he wanted henceforth.
Lala laughed and clapped his shoulder, "You and I will leave this prison on the same day. You have my words."
"Omar," Zoya moaned in the kiss as he hurriedly pushed her through the door.
After spending their date, they returned to Zoya's house and, with her father's absence, couldn't stop pouncing on each other.
Fuck, Zoya!" he groaned when she started grinding against his hardness.
Walking her back, Omar kept shoving his tongue into her mouth while she closed her eyes in pleasure. Reaching the bed, they both fell on it without breaking the kiss. The moment she opened her eyes, she gaped at Aryan, staring at him without emotions. She nudged Omar in panic, only for Aryan to hit him with a gun on his head. She screamed but was silenced when a cloth covered her mouth, and she lost consciousness.
A horrid scream woke her up with a startle. She tried to sit up but felt her limbs were restrained. Another scream of agony, and she couldn't stop facing the direction of it. She struggles in her hold, finding Omar all bloodied and tied to a chair.
"Omar!" she shrieked, but instead of surprise, she witnessed terror on his face.
Soon, she got an answer to her question when a cold metal touched her skin, making her realize she was tied to the bed, naked.
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Aryan's Lethal Obsession
Roman d'amour"Here," he threw the gun at me, which I had to catch with my two hands. "Kill him." The moment the words were out of his mouth, I dropped the gun in shock and took back steps. "I will let you go if you kill him," he was pointing towards John. "No,"...
