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The painful cry of a man echoed in the dimmly lit room. But those screams were not enough to soothe the frustration building up inside me. I still continued to use him as my personal punching bag. My knuckles started to bruise but that didn't stop me from unleashing my wrath.
"Arhaan stop it. You'll kill that guy." Ishaan shouted and pulled me back. My shirt was covered in blood so did the guy.
"He should've thought about it before he chose to kill two of my men and send my consignment details to someone else." I said while taking a small blade from the array of weapons lined in the table and positioned it just above his belly.
"Yes he deserves to die. But only after knowing every fucking details." He seethed.
"Ah! Yes. Don't worry. He'll spit everything perfectly. Won't you?" I asked the man sitting on the chair with an emotionless smirk adorning my lips.
His untied hands were gripping his stomach and I smirked again. I don't like to tie up my enemies. What fun will be there if one of us is not compatible?
The mans screams echoed inside the four walls when I pressed the blade further into his flesh and drops if blood flowed out of his body. Instead of being disgusted I smiled seeing the blood flowing down effortlessly and creating a pool where I was standing.
"Now tell, whom did you send those details to " "I..I do..n't know h..his name. It came a..as a a pack..k..kage, mo..money an..d all."
"Oh so-" My words got interrupted by the ring of Ishaan's phone. My head snapped towards him in anger and I saw all my men looking at us with fearful eyes. They know very well about my anger issues.
"It's Srithika." My anger subsided a bit hearing her name. "Take the call." I said and he went out taking the call while I continued my tourchering session.
Ishaan came back just before I was about to shoot the man's knees. "Arhaan, just a moment."
I was frustrated because that interrupted my session. Anyways I went with him because it's Srithika's matter and I don't fucking stay away from her matters.
"What's wrong?" "Well, she asked for you and I told her that you're racing with someone but she sounded off. It was like, she was crying."
Those words hit my nerve. My earlier frustration was washed over by concern.
"Fuck." I raked a disturbed hand over my alredy disleaveled hair and told him. "Continue with the interrogation, I'm leaving." "Good luck." He said and I nodded at him.
I decided to take a shower first because I'll soon go to her and I don't want to smell like blood. After cleaning up and changing into a fresh pair of clothes, I dailed her number and walked towards my bike.
"Hello." She took the call and my heart clenched hearing her faint voice. "Chocolate, what happened? Tell me, why are you crying? I'll kil-"
