PROLOGUE
AANA
"Aana?"
I turned at the urgent voice behind me. My heart was throbbing with the fastest pace possible, anticipating the killings and murders that were about to happen. Several beads of sweat trailed down my back when I closed my eyes and readied myself for what I was supposed to do now.
"Say?" I knew he had something to say because he was staring at me continuously. He was my partner in this mission.
"Are you alright? You are breathing too fast." He asked and commented softly at the same time.
I didn't like the look he was giving me. I never liked when someone looked at me with pity in his eyes, and right now, there was nothing except pity in his eyes for me. I looked away from him and nodded silently.
"You know you don't have to do it. I can kill them all, and we will tell Wanda that you killed all of them." He suggested. I rolled my eyes as his reply and spoke, "I am absolutely fine, Noah! I will do it. "
My voice was a little louder than usual because I was annoyed of his sympathy repeatedly. I did not want anyone to sympathize with me, because it was going to be my first killing. I can do it and I will definitely do it. After all, I am Kabir Kapoor's daughter, the person who still has his name engraved in the mafia world.
As soon as I took out the pistol from my pocket and started to take my initial steps towards the three men who were bound, and waiting to be killed by me, we heard a commotion from outside.
Wanda had ordered to kill them while they were conscious, but Tony might have sensed my reluctance, that's why he beat them to that extent, such that all three of them had lost their consciousness now. It was easier for me to kill them now.
Their bodies were laying in a blood pool, they were already half dead, I was about to pull the trigger when I heard Tony saying, "The cops! I ma running..."
And with that, he vanished. What the fúck! I had never thought that he would leave me in a situation like this, all alone, and run away from the local cops.
Not having any other option, I looked around to find a place to hide, because running away was not an option left for me now, as the sound of the cops outisde told me that the cops are close to me.
I found a little place, which was only big enough for me to fit in. It had a cracked wooden door as the shield, that would probably help me to hide from the cops.
I was not expecting what I saw the very next moment. The grey eyes, that haunted me every single night were in front of me, with merely a cracked wooden shield between us.
The tall and fair man, with chiseled face and light beard over his chin, and naturally pink lips entered with numerous cops around him.
A cop? How could he? Did he lie to me then?
Arthur Martin, the owner of a handsome face adorned with grey eyes and a deep sexy voice, looked at all the unconscious pile of bodies in front of him. He looked all around, and then one of the men who stood behind him, handed him the pistol.
My pistol. Fúck? I dropped the pistol on the ground, and it could now prove to be an evidence for the cops, especially for this man, who wants nothing but my destruction.
"All criminals!" I heard Arthur muttering to himself as he inspected the bodies.
"Sir, there is no one around!" Another man informed him. It was not difficult to guess that he was the head cop with the highest rank among all of them.
"Interesting." He spoke and his voice instantly gave me goosebumps. I missed him so damn much. I should not have, buf I did. He was supposedly a liar who only came into my life with an intention of shattering it. But here I am, being aroused after hearing his sexy dep voice.
I was lost in his thoughts when I heard six consecutive sounds of firing. When I peeked from the crack in the wooden door, I saw that Arthur had killed all three of them by shooting two bullets in each one of them.
I stared at the lifeless pile of human bodies, who were to be killed by me. Wanda had trusted me that I would kill them, but I disappointed her.
And, on the other hand, this man stood with full glory, as the lead of the team of cops. I blinked and tears trailed down my cheeks as I remembered every moment that I had spent with this liar.
Every moment that I spent with him was none less than a fantasy for me. But how could I not forget that all those moments were a lie. He was lying the whole time.
He was never in love with me. Despite, he was cheating me all the time, because he wanted the damn revenge.
I was peeking up at his handsom face when for a micromoment, our eyes met. I would never miss that fraction of moment, where his grey eyes met my eyes.
I was expecting him to smirk and come to me, probably arrest me, but he didn't. He asked all his men to exit from the scene.
If I were a normal girl with normal feelings, then I would definitely have fallen again for him and the authority that he carried with him.
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Welcome readers. I hope you all are doing well. Read and follow this story to know about the entanglement of Kabir and Kaya's daughter's life with Arthur Martin's life.
This is a stand alone story, but has its connection with "Mafia's forbidden satiation".