Chapter 13: ||12.||

•||Ch12: Be Ready, Zayaan||•

||Third Person POV||

The sound of water dripping down and hit the dirt ground echoed in the basement followed with the couple of groans in pain. The sun was trying to peeking through the small hole to spread it's light in the whole sinful black room.

The smell of blood and death was awfully waving in the painfully suffocating air which could make anyone cringe but not those who were used to it, those who made sure that smell never faded.

The hitting of boots on the bloodfull and dirtful ground echoed in the whole basement. The sound came closer and closer to the last and special room of basement. Not that, that was any special torture room but it had a special prisoner there.

The door was opened with a loud thud and the small dim lights turned on. The small figure which was already present in the room tried to curl more in ball shape and groaned.

The person walked close to the small figure and fisted his hands in her hairs and pulled them up to make her face him. She groaned and cried in pain as he pulled her hairs again and this time more painful. Her tears streamed down her eyes and looked at him with half opened eyes which held nothing, no spark, no pain, no anger, nothing.

“Are you hungry?” He mocked her with a sinful dark smirk.

She didn't answer him nor utter any word, just kept looking at him blankly. His cold eyes turned into a deadly glare and slapped her hard with one hand and other still in her hairs, holding her firmly. She closed her eyes tightly when the pain shot through her left cheek and more tears fell from her and passing through her lips, mixing with the blood which was flowing through a cut on her lips.

“Answer me!” His loud angry voice boomed in the whole basement.

“He will kill you!” She answered him with the same sentence which she repeated from the past one year.

“Oh! No, no, no, no! I am scared. Please save me anyone!” He yelled in fake fear and then started laughing loudly at the end.

“Before he do something to me, I will break him slowly and steadily!” He said, murderously and evilly.

He held her face in his other hand and squeezed it painfully before leaving her hairs and pushed her forcefully. In result, she ended up hitting her face with the dirtful ground. He took his gun out of his holster and crouched down beside her.

She looked up at him through her eyelashes without any fear. He moved his gun and traced her face with it. His eyes were searching for the fear but he couldn't find it.

“Just kill me!” She mumbled, blankly.

On hearing this, a smile formed on his lips and he put his gun beside him on the ground. That smile turned into sinister smile on his lips and his hands moved towards her face and he grabbed her chin in deathly grip.

“Not before torturing you and your whole family!” He said with a dark and sinister smirk.

Suddenly, the sounds of heels hitting the ground echoed in the basement. The sinful sinister smirk on his face also got more sinistry. The metal door of the room opened and a figure entered which made the small fragile yet strong girl gasped in shocked and surprised.

“What? Why? How?” She asked them in pure horror and shocked.

“Surprised, Aabro?” That guy mocked her and pulled her out of her astonished state.

Aabro looked at him from that girl then back at that girl with surprise. Aabro’s hands touched her own face as she stared at the new girl.

“Yo-you can't b-be me!” Aabro shuttered.

“But now I am you, Aabro!” That new girl replied, bitterly and had same voice as Aabro.

That new girl also had same features, same eyes colour, same hair color as Aabro which shocked her more.

“Who are you?” Aabro asked in a slow whisper.

“This, Aabro,” —That guy answered— “is my girl Alia!”

Aabro tried to stand up and successfully stood up and limped towards Alia. Aabro touched Alia’s face with her shaking hands. Alia chuckled and held Aabro’s hand and pushed them away. Alia looked at that man and he nodded in her direction.

“I did her plastic surgery! I gave her your face, Aabro!” That man laughed, loudly and evilly.

“Please don't anything to my family! Please!” Aabro cried looked at both of them and begged them but all they did was laughing.

“This is just the beginning, Aabro! I will break everyone of that damn family one by one, specially that Zayaan!” The man respond with evil laugh.

“You have already break that family by killing my Rayaan and separating me from my family! Now please don't do more damage, Wasir!” Aabro screamed in agony.

“Oh my, Wasir! You haven't told her about Mishal! That little, sweet, cute and broken innocent girl who is now Zayaan’s wife?” Alia asked Wasir with a laugh.

“Why don't you tell her about Mishal!” Wasir suggested with a shrug while Aabro stared at them in fear and disbelief.

“Who is Mishal? And what you did with Zayaan?” Aabro asked putting her hand on her mouth and moved backward slowly.

“A girl and a pawn in my game who will break Zayaan without knowing,” Wasir said and circled her with a smirk.

“But don't worry! She will not kill him. She will just make him broken and weak. Then I will kill him with my own and bare hands and end his life and his all family members.”

There was jealousy and venom dripping from the tone. Aabro shook her head in disbelief and fell on the ground.

Suddenly, someone in white lab coat entered in the room. Everyone looked at him and the smirk widened on Wasir’s face.

“Everything is ready, Sir,” The new man informed Wasir.

“What? What are you going to do now?” Aabro asked in panic and tried to stand up.

Wasir looked in her direction and held her arm. He withdrew an injection from his pocket and moved it to her arm. She struggled and trashed in his hold and tried to move away but he held her.

“Please stop. Don't!” She yelled and cried in his hold but he injected her.

“We are just going to give Zayaan a surprise!” Wasir answered her question just as her eyes were closing slowly.

He laid her down on dirty ground and walked out of her cell with everyone. He typed password on the small screen attached on the door and it locked after accepting it.

They all walked out of the basement and and locked the basement door too with the password.

“Cars are ready?” Wasir asked the new man.

“Yes, sir. Cars are ready,” He informed Wasir and walked away when Wasir stopped and pulled Alia with him.

“You have to be very careful and don't forget your mission!” Wasir told her, strictly.

“I will not, Wasir! I will complete this mission even if I have to die!” She said and kissed on his cheek softly.

“Alright. Let's go!” Wasir said and both of them moved out of the building to the cars.

‘Be ready, Zayaan! Now no one can save you and your family!’ This was all that Wasir thought.

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