Night was falling and the stars above blanketed the sky while the moon was shining above the sky brightly.
It was a chilly winter night in India and there was no one else in the dark alley beside Hayati, the man in front of her and the three men chasing her. There was dead silent in the dark alley at that moment as nobody spoke a single word. Except...
"What brought you here... Mr King... Fate or Destiny?"
Shayleen King was speechless.
What?!
No kneeling on the floor begging Please help me... Save me... I'm in danger.
Like Seriously!
"How useless" He said and without wasting a second, the man gripped her by arm and pulled her behind him.
"Look nerdy whoever you are just step aside" One of the kidnappers stepped forward. "We don't want any trouble."
The black haired man in front of them was wearing glasses and looked proper and polite. However, one as might get deceived by his facade, thinking he is a vulnerable scholar, one has to pay highest price with life.
"Well," the man in front of Hayati started in a deep, threatening voice, "Get her if you can." With that, he raised his hand and slowly removed his glasses. The moment he took off his glasses the entire aura of that person changed and with the speed of lightning he evaded the bullets charged towards him. All of a sudden one of the kidnapper shouted in pain. A sharp metal dagger had cut his throat and he was struggling on the floor for his last few breaths. Like a shadow the man was now in front of the other two scoundrels. His deep acherontic eyes was now shining with bloodlust. It was then that she noticed the gun he had.
He snatched from the one whom he attacked earlier!
When?
Before anyone of them could react...
Bam!
Bam!
Two of them was down by him but the other has knocked down Hayati and locked her neck with one arm while aiming at her gunpoint with other.
Bam!
The shot echoed over the dark alley. Following a grim, sickening thud, as a body fell to the floor, chest oozing with blood.
No it wasn't shot on Hayati but rather on the bully who was encasing her throat a minute earlier. She was now kneeling down on one knee holding a gun with her both hands and aiming right at the spot on the chest of the lifeless body lying on the street.
She had shot right at his heart, the fatal point!
A minute earlier flashback
The rogue was holding the gun right at her forepoint with her neck locked. Throwing her head back she loosened her grip and swiftly pinned him to the floor snapping the gun from his hand and...
Shot.
It was clearly evident that she was a rookie and her skills weren't that sharp. But her moves and timing was amazing adding on her marksmanship. Every minute move of her was fatal and the most eye catching part was her... Eyes!!!
There was no kind of panic or fear in them. Even when one is grown up in a pool of blood there is still certain amount of dread in them.
But she... Her eyes were void of terror... Not only terror it was void of any kind of emotions... It was as if death means nothing to her.
This kind of feeling only comes when one has no fear of dying or to put it more precisely when one has nothing to loose.
But doesn't she have a son?
Well...
The dark eyed man turned to her, and without a word he swooped her off from the floor with one hand swinging her to his shoulder.
"Hey! Leave me, let me go" She struggled under his hold punching his shoulders and kicking his torso.
Though she was accustomed to such violence but this kind of villainess was still too much for her to take. She wasn't sure whether this demon like man had helped her or going to harm her.
"Thank you so much for helping me but no thank you." Kick.
"I didn't ask for your damn mercy, you Big Demon." Another kick.
"You damn Demon leave me." Punch.
"Leave me, let me go" She kept on blabbering while struggling recklessly under his strong force.
Meanwhile the man had already taken her back from the alley to a road where a black 1967 Shelby GT500e Super Snake was standing. It's an American classic!
Damn it!
This boss is just too cool!
The next moment he kicked the beauty which is the car right now.
Seriously devil is this how you treat your beauties!
Putting her down inside, he pinned her to the cushion of the back seat. "Stay quiet" He commanded in a deep rumble that was his voice.