Their steps began to retreat back while he kept on pointing his gun towards them.
"Stop there," he said quietly, his eyes stern but they didn't stop, rather continued their slow steps, backward.
"Who are you?" he asked, moving forward toward them and they again went back, their eyes widened with horror, though they themselves have a gun but still they looked scared.
"And why were you running after this girl?" he questioned, cocking his brow up.
"She... she ran away,"
"Who is she to you?"
"Our... cou..usin. She ran away from... the wedding," the man stuttered. He knew who was standing infront of him. He wasn't an ordinary man. Even their boss would shiver if his name was taken infront of him.
He wasn't so nice to his enemies.
"You're lying," he stated plainly.
"We're n..not,"
"Oh I see."
"Ca..n we ta..ke the girl?"
"Yes,You can take the girl," he said. His voice was quiet and for a moment they didn't believe it, he was letting them go so easily.
"Thank you sir," one of them said and moved towards the lying body of Roshanay, all the while his eyes were set on Moosa, who gave him a smile. A creepy smile. Not reaching his eyes. But the man was too blinded by haste to notice it.
He took her body in his arms and they again thanked him, turning around and hurriedly began to move the opposite direction while he just kept staring at their backs, a smile creeping up on his face. His hands joined behind his back, as he held his gun with right hand.
They would have taken just a few steps away from him when they heard his voice behind them.
"COME OUT!" he shouted and with that dozens of men came out of the forest surrounding those three. Horror etched their faces and they looked around surrounding by gazillions of armed men.
And before they knew , three shots were fired, each penetrating their backs and strucking in their right lungs, which made them fall on their knees. He walked towards them, now standing infront of those three and before the girl could fell down from the hands of the man who were carrying her, he forwarded his arms and took her in his arms.
He looked straight in their eyes. Fear. Fear was what he witnessed it.
"What do you prefer, an easy death or a non easy death?" he asked them, the girl's fainted body in his arms, while his right hand still held the gun.
"Easy. Ple....ase ea..sy death,"
He just nodded his head, a badass smirk playing on his lips.
"Khaan!" he shouted and with that a man came running towards him, immediately. His hands bounded infront of him as he looked respectfully towards him.
"Yes sir?" he asked, his voice tremulous.
"Smash their faces with a shovel until they die,"
"Yes sir"
"Enjoy your easy death," he told them and moved towards his SUV, carrying the girl in his arms.
"No please! No leave us!" he heard them begging but he didn't give a fuck.
To him, it was an easy death for them otherwise how horrendous his ways could be, even he himself can't imagine. It felt like, he becomes creative person while torturing people but he turned this side on sometimes. It wasn't like his everyday work was to torture people to the brink of death and not letting them die. When the situation wouldn't get under controlled by his men, that's when he would step in and the victim would just pray then, he had uttered the information before.
He was clearing the route for the consignment about which Irtaza told him the other day, when he heard her voice, captivating his ears immediately. Her voice held pure helplessness and desperation. He didn't know why at that moment, his heart began to beat fast due to some unknown reasons. And he didn't know when his feet moved on their own towards her. He just followed her voice.
Her voice.
It was so sweet, so melodious. It had a familiarity. And most prominent to all, it possessed helplessness.
When he reached the place he wasn't surprised to find a bunch of dogs running after a girl. But confusion came over him, when he stepped out of the dark and found those men recognizing him. He could read the fear in their eyes.
There was something fishy, he was sure and the girl would be the one to answer it.
Those three men acted as if they knew him, which meant they knew his identity, who he was, the mafia don, Moosa. And that was a clear indication for him, they had an ulterior motive for running after the girl, they were someone else. Because it was not like that, that everyone knew him and his identity.
He reached his car, a bunch of men surrounding it and one of them opened the sliding door of his black SUV and he entered inside, placing her petite frame on the seat, before getting seated then ordering the driver to move.
He glanced at the girl for once and then looked out of window of moving car. Never in his life, he had glanced a girl twice. He wasn't interested in any because his heart was just captivated and still interested in his Nur.
But suddenly, his eyes itched to move towards her again and he unknowingly did that, his eyes scrutinized her face, she was so beautiful. Though, he had seen girls even more beautiful than her but in that moment, he felt like she was the most beautiful girl ever. His heart again was beating fast and he thought that the time has stopped for him. His eyes gazed at her closed eye lids, then to her slender nose and reached her pink plump lips which were partly opened. Her lashes were thick and black, shadowing her cheekbones, while her hair were jet black, reaching almost her waist.
Something about her was just so.... attractive for him. His eyes were moving on their own drinking in her features. She seemed so exotic, so eye-catching. He never gave another glance to a girl but here he was scrutinizing her every feature. All of a sudden, he recalled his Nur and he felt like he was brought back into the world and his trance broke. He came back from his stupor and moved his brown eyes back to the window.
He had never noticed someone like that before, even the girls who were more attractive than her. He never did.
His mansion was two to three hours away in the middle of city. When they reached home, he carried her to a guest room, calling a doctor for her check up. The girl was important because she would be the one who would tell who those men were. He didn't want to waste his power and energy on those men just to utter their identity to him. It was better that way, if he asked the girl. She won't waste any time in telling the truth. And even if she lied, his notorious stern glare would be enough to shake her legs.
But he felt like, she won't lie.
The doctor told it was nothing to be worried about, she would gain consciousness soon. It was already 5 in the morning, so he thought she might woke up by morning.
It was a guest room where he had put her to bed. He sat on the sofa, his eyes one again moved like a magnet towards her face. He again observed her face, she looked timid but could be a lioness when required. He recalled, how she was shouting back at those men running after her. It made him chuckle. Miraculosuly, she had features similar to Nur. Maybe. Her face was engraved in his mind but still it felt like a shadow to him due to the amount of years which had passed.
Lost in thoughts, he didn't know when, his lashes dropped down and he slept.
His eyes fluttered open and before he could catch anything, he saw a vase coming towards him as if someone was about to smash it on his head. He tilted to his right, quickly and the vase landed on the sofa, along with the attacker. He looked back and saw the same girl whom he brought last night.
She stood up and now this time around, she launched the vase up and was about to knock it on his head but before she could do that, he held her arm and with the other hand threw the vase on the floor.
She began to thrash violently and hit his chest with her small fists from her free hand but before her mind could grasp it, she was under him, on the sofa.
He held her wrists tightly as she continued her thrashing.
"What are you doing woman?" he asked, holding her wrists. She was thrashing like a raged lioness.
"Leave me! I'll kill you! Leave me!" she screamed and he looked at her, surprisedly. Amusement came over his features.
"Kill me?" he asked.