The Confession

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This story is entirely fictional, and the writer has no intention of causing any harm to any religion, caste, or social group. It has been written purely for the purpose of creating an engaging narrative, and the scenes described are a product of imagination. Therefore, readers are advised not to take it to personally. 🙇‍♀

Continuing...

"Bola tha na, Laila, cheej hi aisi hai ki bina iske kaam nahi ho sakta kisi ka!" Laila smirked at Agent Phoenix, who was sitting opposite to her.

"Bilkul...isliye soch rahe hain aaj hi tumhara kaam tamam kar de, na rahegi Laila aur na kisi ka kaam rukega!" Agent Phoenix smirked back at her.

"Haye...Allah kasam, aapki yeh ada, kisi din jaan le legi hamari!" Laila said flirtatiously.

"Hum toh chahte hain ki tum mar jao...kal ya aaj ya phir abhi!" He took out his gun before smirking at her.

"Janab, ise Laila nahi dar... (before she could complete, he unlocked the gun and pointed it at her)"

"Laila daregi bhi aur woh karegi bhi jo hum kahenge...baki toh hume toh janti hi ho...ulti khopdi toh hum hai hi, maarne se pehle tumhara sara hussan bekar kar denge!" He warned her.

"Accha...haha (sarcastically), nahi karenge hum tumhara koi bhi kaam!" Laila said rudely. Agent Phoenix glanced at the officer standing with them. The officer nodded in understanding, and within moments, he returned with burning charcoal.

"Hamare sir hamesha kehte the...jis insaan ko jis cheej par sabse jyada ghamand ho, wahi uski sabse badi kamzori hoti hai...ab soch lo (he took a piece of charcoal with the help of iron tongs and put it on her palm)."

Laila screamed and tried to free her hand, but Agent Phoenix didn't let go of her.

"Chhod do hume!" She tried to throw the charcoal, but Agent Phoenix added more pieces, making her screams echo in the interrogation room.

"Hamara haath chhodo!" Laila pleaded. "Abhi se dard hone laga...tch...tch, Laila Begum, sochiye na, yeh garam koyla aapke haath ko itna khubsurat bana sakta hai, toh phir aapke chehre ka kya haal karega...!" Agent Phoenix said with a dangerous smirk.

"Waise sir, chehra nahi rahega toh iske kadar-daano bhi kadar nahi karenge iski...hai na, Laila?" Imran said with a sugar-coated smile.

"Nahi...chehra nahi...tum bolo, hum taiyar hai...!" Laila agreed. "Thik hai phir...!" He released her hand, and she quickly threw the charcoal.

Other side

"Janab aap sach mein itni asani se is Haseena ko chhod denge?" Aryan asked TR while pouring drink in the glass. "Tumhe kya hum tumhari jitna bewakoof lagte hai jo ise chhod kar apne upar khatra mol lenge...!" TR taunted, glaring Haseena who on chair in unconscious state.

"Phir aap kya karenge kyunki agar Laila nhi mili hume toh hume un agents ka naam nhi pata chalega aur aisa hua toh pure underworld mein aapka naam kharab ho jayega aur dusra desh hume udhar business nhi karne dega...!"

"Aisa kabhi nhi hoga....tum bas hamare logon ko bolo kaum ki jung usi bazar wali jagah mein chhed de...!" TR ordered. "Par janab usse kya hoga?" Aryan asked. "Hume Laila bhi mil jayegi aur yeh officer bhi maari jayegi woh bhi bina shak ke aur hum sab aaram se idhar se rahwana ho lenge...!" TR smirked while Aryan smile slyly.












"Sab taiyar hai?" Arjun asked his team who is monitoring the market area. "Yes sir...!" They replied unison. "Ek ghanta hone wala hai, main Laila ko lekar ja raha hoon...!" Arjun said. "Par sir aap..?" Ravi objected, looking wt his wheelchair."mujhe hi bulaya hai na aur waise bhi Anu gya toh problem ho jayegi isliye main ja raha hoon...!" Arjun answered. Ravi and Imran shared a look and then nodded.

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