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04 | Memories from Past

Hundreds of people die in just a day! The newspaper reads, but let me tell you it's just an average number, tomorrow it could be a little more or a little less.

I was on the secret basement of my farmhouse. Well, this is the place, where people see hell, before even dying; The Torturning Basement.

Before dying they see the hell, i show them. After dying they see the hell, their gods show them.

I separate people from each other, i still take their breathes because someone has to do it. Right?

I got myself busy on an important business call with my business partner. Suddenly, my men came rushing towards me, almost panting and terrified.

"Boss, that. zafir escaped from here."

Hearing this i quickly glanced towards him and ended the call. "What?" I frowned on them who were standing, lowering their gazes. I stood up in anger and frowned at them "How did that bloody oldish escaped from here?"

"Didn't i warn you all to watch over him?"

"Boss, he knew the code of the locker, that's why he was able to escape.", Arish, one of my men opened his mouth.

"If you all idiots had watched over him, he couldn't have escaped. Now what you all are looking at my face?", i yelled over them and quickly made my way out, they all followed me from behind.

No matter what, I'm not letting that bastard be alive. He again tried to use his not-so-smart brain. Well, he was in a very critical situation, i know he cannot run far away. With nightfall, the street is all empty; a great chance to become a walking death!

I came across almost one kilometer. This oldish has so much strength at this age, even after getting so much tortured.

Finally, a slight smirk crept onto my face as I spotted him standing on the dimly lit street, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Instantly, his eyes locked on mine, and he made a desperate attempt to flee once more.

Stupid asshole!

I didn't urge to run behind him, i just walked gradually.

Running, running and running! Finally, his feet trembled and he dashed on the road. I knew that! Now smirk on my face turned into a devilish smile. He was screaming, yapping in pain but to his bad! Now he has no escape anymore. I gradually approached him and he became breathless, watching me standing with a dagger on my hand.

I hovered over him and my rage turned quite aggressive. I begin stabbing and hitting him mercilessly until he die.

"You fucking rascal! You thought to trick me? Rian mehrotra? The mafia king whom everyone is afraid of?", i was emphasizing this all while stabbing to him death.

He was yapping for help, i laughed under my mask. Even If anyobody will dare to stop me i will fucking kill him on the spot. As I observed him, I noticed his gaze shifting towards a specific direction, a look of longing evident in his eyes.

Intrigued, I followed his line of sight and spotted a woman standing in the distance. However, her face was obscured by the intense light shining behind her, cloaking her in mystery.

I didn't care! I knew she will get scared and run away, although she was a lady!

I begin stabbing him with my sharp long dagger, making his screams more loud. Blood was gushing out from his chest. And now his chest was completely ruined, his flesh was coming out. Still there's no sign of death, i just wonder if he's really a human being. I grabbed his collar and stabbed on his neck.

Finally, a peace surrounded me as i noticed his breathes draw to an end. As I glanced around, my eyes landed on that woman who was now approaching not too far from me. Another brave soul! I rose from my place and directed my gaze towards her obscured form.

I was not in the mood to kill anybody now so i warned her to escape and save her precious life before i get deadly again. Her voice seemed quite familiar to me and then i rushed towards her, grabbed her hair and dragged her against the light to see her face. She fell on the road, causing her head to face the ground. As soon as she faced me again, i got shocked for a moment.

Present

"You Scumbag?!!"

Mayra exclaimed surprisingly. An evil smirk crept on his face under his mask listening that word again from her mouth.

She could not believe for a moment after looking at each other for a moment she stammered surprisingly "You...You were in london..Ho..How could you be here in india?"

Hearing this, he gradually forwarded the dagger in his hand infront of her face, while smirking viciously.

"To kill you!"

She became numb for a moment, fear washed over her face. "Wh...Why?", she mumbled softly, terrified and breathing heavily.

"Why?!!"

She could hear a chuckle after he said that. "Because you insulted me." He said after a while. She gulped down her throat and her throat dired in fear.

"Did you see how i kill this oldish? Okay let me tell you why i killed him. He insulted me just like you did! And the result his here!" He chuckled seeing her reaction. She froze in terror and her breathing escalated.

He smirked thinking such a fool she is! He was just playing with her because her reactions were giving him a different level of pleasure.

He bent down a little, close to her ears and said in a deep hoarse voice.

"Now it's your turn babe"

"Ple...Please leave me...I'm sorry, i will never do it again.", she stammered while bursting in tears. Her eyes were showering with tears and fear was visible on her face. Her body shivered and drenched in sweat.

"Aww, What happened now? You are such a brave girl, I'm just a dumb idiot guy!! You should not be terrified of me."

Her tears became abrupt, seeing him enjoying her situation. Was he really going to kill her? How could someone kill just because someone insulted them?

She begin pleading him continuously, while tearing up more.

On a spur of moment, he left the dagger from his hand, causing it to fall on the ground. "Okay i retreated" is all he said after that.

She quickly clutched that dagger on her hand. "Don't you dare to harm me" she said while showing it towards him. Her innocent eyes raging like fire.He could not control his laughter on her such action but he concealed it.

He gave a gesture to his gaurds who were just standing a distance away from him, watching all that drama. And a moment later, she was unconscious in his arms.

"See i wanted to seize you, but you, yourself approched me" He said while gazing at her unconscious figure.

***

Location: Farmhouse

Rian was lounging on a massive couch like a king, reading some documents, when his one gaurd informed him that they have collected all the information about that girl.

He ordered him to tell him the information they have gained. As per order, the gaurd bought out a paper and begin telling him the information written on that.

"Her nationality is indian" He first read that, due to which he became annoyed and yelled "I know that! Tell me her name idiot!"

"Her name...Her full name is Mayra Singhal"

Hearing that name, he nearly jumped out of his skin. He became dumbfounded for a moment.

"Read it again!" He blurted out in a huge disbelief. The gaurd's face puzzled at his such action. He never asks to repeat anything, as his concentration is too good on his work. He repeated that name again and this time slowly and clearly, because he thought maybe that name sounded unclear to him.

"Read each and every information written on that", he frowned at him with a spurning face.

"Parents: Both dead"

"She moved to london for her studies and she was living there for 6 years in hostel."

"Currently she arrived back to india and she's living with her uncle and aunt, and one cousin sister.", he read further, and took a glance towards him, who was completely shaken by the sudden unfold.

He stood up from his place andย  headed off from there. He rushed towards a room. As he opened the door, he found her beautiful figure lying unconscious on the bed. He gazed her face and her whole body, for a moment.

Memories of past begin swirling around his mind. After a long period of time, he felt the momories rushing back to him.

He could not take his eyes off from her. But soon he felt a sudden rage rising inside him. He slammed his hand on the door, outbursting his anger.

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