Married Without Love novel Chapter 31

||Zayaan's POV||

~Before Mishal & Zayaan's wedding~

A sigh escaped from my lips as I sat in my car and had my eyes fixed on the Railway Station. I was waiting for someone who would take me to my number one rival. All I needed was the information of my rival's hideout.

By closing his laboratory forever, I thought he would change and stop his ugly and disgusting business but whom I was talking about, the man who did everything to backstab us and killed my brother. The man who took happiness from my family but now I would make sure to make him beg for his death.

While I was planning his death, suddenly, a beautiful girl walked out of the Railway Station whose beauty paralyzed me and made my heart beat unevenly. It was the first time I was hearing my heart beating for someone.

I didn't know what power or magic she used on me with her angel-like beauty but I was loving every bit of it. Without any knowledge, I let my heart be captured by her.

I let my eyes memorize her face and permanently printed everything about her on my heart. Her fragile glass-like body was screaming for me to protect her from every stone of the world which could break her into pieces.

She was looking so pure and innocent in her white dress. And her pure, clean eyes and innocence made the beast inside me claim her.I knew she didn't belong to me nor to my world but the beast inside me was selfish to let her go.

My inner beast was becoming thirsty for her innocence and my heart was carving for her flawless beauty. I had never seen a girl like her before who made me believe in love at first sight.

I clenched the steering wheel tightly and tried to control myself. A hand was placed on my shoulder but it didn't stop me from looking at her.

"Boss?" My most trusted man, Asad, called me who was sitting beside me, on the passenger seat.

"Keep your eyes on her and give me every detail of every moment," I ordered him without thinking about anything but her.

I felt him slowly pulling his hand away and opened the door of the car and got out of the car. I knew she was safe with Asad but I didn't want to leave her without knowing.

"Boss, I can have her number in a second. I bet this girl will be a good la--,"

Before Qadir finished whatever the hell he was speaking, I turned around and grabbed him by his collar and pulled him near my face.

"I dare you to utter a word like that again!" I challenged him, slowly and dangerously in anger.

He gulped in fear and looked at me in fright and was scared to his death. With one last glare at him, I pushed his back making him fall on his seat.

"Boss, look!" Hashim said who was sitting behind Asad.

I looked at where he was pointing and saw the man walking out of the Railway Station. The man whom I was waiting for two hours. I looked around the station and felt relieved when I didn't see the girl who captured me anywhere near the station.

Qadir and Hashim, who was sitting in the backseat, got out of the car and went to that man. I watched them from my car and an amuse smirk stretched on my lips as I watched both of my men standing each side of that man.

Both of them wrapped their arm around his neck while he looked at them in confusion and fear. In a second, Hashim pulled his gun out of his holster and pressed it against that man's stomach. They made him walk to my car and made him sit inside.

Hashim and Qadir both sat on each side of that man and I started the car with a glance at him from the rear mirror. His eyes opened wide in horror when he saw my face and shook in fear.

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I wiped the blood from my knuckles with my handkerchief and narrowed my eyes at the tied and groaning man in front of me. Right now, I was in the basement of my warehouse and all I wanted was more blood. His screaming was music to my ears and his blood was ceasing my thirst.

"I am asking you last time," I whispered in anger and leaned towards him.

I grabbed him by his blood-full mouth and squeezed it painfully which made him groan and cry loudly.

"Where. Is. He?" I asked him, slowly and intimidatingly.

"I.. I-I do.. n't know," He shuttered, painfully and coughed vigorously.

I pushed him forcefully last time, painfully squeezing his mouth which made the chair on which he was tied ending up on the floor with a loud thud. His head hit the ground and he slowly lost his consciousness.

"Make him conscious and torture him till he opens his mouth," I told my men, strictly and walked out of the basement in anger.

I headed to my office room and sat on the couch. I clenched and unclenched my fists and closed my eyes. The face of my heart-capturer flashed in front of my eyes which made my heart flutter and skip a beat.

Without thinking, I pulled my phone out of my pocket and dialed a number. He picked up on the second ring and answered.

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"She is OK, boss. But just for now," Asad told me before I asked him about her.

But when he said 'for now', it made me frown and my blood ran cold in anger.

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"What do you mean by for now?" I asked him and clenched my jaw in anger.

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"She is living in a criminal area where many small gangs live," He answered me, calmly.

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"You better have your eyes on her 24/7. Remember one thing, if something happens to her then I will torture you but not kill you until you beg me for your mercilessly death," I warned him, firmly and held the phone tightly.

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"OK, boss!" He said, slowly with a loud gulp.

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I hung up and threw my phone on the couch and ran my bloody hand in my hairs with a frustrating sigh. I stood up and pace in my office and tried to control myself from reaching for her and claiming her on the spot.

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It had been one week since an angel took my heart and left me restless and since a man of Wasir was in my basement. He wasn't opening his filthy mouth and telling me about Wasir's whereabouts.

I inhaled deeply in anger and clenched the whip in my hand tightly before lashing on the back of that facking-loyal man of Wasir. The whole basement echoed with two sounds; one was the whip hitting his back and other was his loud high-pitched scream.

He was laying on the cold metal table with his hands and feet tied to it. The whole metal table was full of his blood and the basement again filled with his never-ending groan and cry.

"I am asking you again. Where is he?" I asked him, calmly without any anger in my voice.

"I.. I don't.. K-know.. W..e al-way..s talk..ed on phon..e," He cried and groaned in pain.

This was the same answer he was giving me but I knew he had some information which could take me to Wasir.

"He is useless, boss. But I know how he can be useful," Hashim said as he entered the basement with a smirk dancing on his lips.

A dark chuckle escaped from my lips and one side of my lips curled up with the same smirk. I stepped aside and threw the whip on the floor. I took the towel from one of my men and wiped my hands and watched Hashim walk to the table where the pathetic man, Laeeq, was tied.

"Ayesha! Faiz! Do these names ring something in your head?" Hashim asked him in amusement which made Laeeq uncomfortable and stiff.

"Aye! I see you remember your son and your wife or I should say ex-wife," Hashim taunted him and crouched down in front of him.

"What.. have y-you do..ne?" Laeeq asked him and cried in pain.

I looked around her room and felt anger at myself because I didn't even remember what happened last night or how I ended up here. I tried to call again what happened last night but all I remembered was doing my work in my office.

I fisted my hands and looked at her last time before walking out of her house because I didn't have any energy inside me to face her after what happened. I didn't want to see her look at me with hate.

For the first time in my life, I was feeling cowardly about not facing her and running from my own problem. My heart became cold and my mind became numb but my body was shaking in anger. I was feeling very angry at myself for losing myself like that and ended everything before starting it.

When I reached my warehouse, I quickly went to my office and threw everything in anger. In a second, the whole room looked like there was a choice. Everything was broken just like my heart.

I felt like the walls of my office and the whole universe was laughing at me for being a coward but how could I face her after what happened.

"Boss, is everything alright?" Hashim and Asad both quickly entered my office and asked me.

I looked at them in anger and picked the only vase which was saved from me until now and threw it at the wall before screaming.

"I finished everything!" I roared and fell on the floor.

I breathed heavily and clenched my jaw. I looked down at the floor and picked the broken piece of vase and held it tightly. The pain shot up in my hand but it wasn't anything in front of the pain which I gave her.

"What do you mean, boss?" Asad asked me and slowly came near me.

"Her happiness!" I gritted in anger and clenched the broken piece of vase more tightly.

I looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes tightly. Suddenly, I opened my eyes and looked at Asad.

"I told you to have your eyes on her 24/7!" I stated, glaring at him and threw the broken piece from my hand.

He looked at me in confusion and concern etched on his face.

"Boss, didn't you send Qadir to me to fulfil my duty and you called me back?" He asked me in confusion.

In a second, I tackled him to the ground and glared at him.

I grabbed him by his collar and pulled his face near me.

"I didn't send him!" I shouted at him and removed my hand from his collar.

I turned around and looked at Hashim who was looking at us in full alert and looked at me for any order.

"Find Qadir and throw him in the basement. I want him down in the basement in an hour," I ordered him and stomped out of my office.

I went to the gym and started punching the punching bag. I didn't care about my injured hand because my brain was numb enough to feel any pain except the pain of my broken heart.

Oh Allah! Why did You show me a beautiful hope and light when you had to take it from me!

I didn't know how much time I had spent in the gym. I punched last time and one more punching bag fell on the floor where five more tore punching bags were. Both of my hands were now full of blood and had more blood coming out.

"Boss?" Asad and Hashim entered the gym and breathed heavily.

"There's bad news!" Asad said, slowly.

I looked at them and waited for the bad news but my mind went to Mishal on thinking about her.

"Qadir is dead!" Hashim informed me.

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