CHAPTER 2

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                   @sanchanap

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Mozarts' symphony echoed through the dimly lit spacious room in a hushed whisper. The room held a huge mahogany desk in the middle, with a royal chair behind it, which held none other than the devil himself. On the left side of the room near the entrance were two long plush black couches which were placed parellel to eachother with a teapoy in the middle. The room walls were painted black and it's atmosphere was dark and dangerous, just like the heart of the beholder, just like the heart of that ,cold blooded, arrogant criminal who was currently being seated on his royal chair right behind the mahogany desk, savouring the tune of Mozarts' master piece with his eyes shut.

He was dressed in a ruthlessly tailored black suit that enhanced his Greek God like body structure. He tapped his fingers on the arm rest to the tune of the symphony, which made the nerves on his hand raise up and sink back into the skin.

After a few minutes of musical encounter, he slowly opened his eyes only to be embraced by the dark walls around him. He liked darkness, it simply depicted his personality.

He bent over a little and grabbed the remote from the desk . He pressed a button facing it towards the music player attached on the wall, to turn the music off . He kept the remote on the desk and slid himself back into his chair. Tilting his head backwards, he shut his eyes replaying yesterday's event. An event which held a clear image of him shooting down bullets into the skull of Drake , a man who worked for his enemy,he had somehow managed to brainwash one of his most trusted men into working for them. As a ruthless man he is, he shot down Drake repeatedly even after him pleading for forgiveness. He never forgave anyone, it was this ruthless attribute of him that made him the most feared man in the city.

He took a deep breath, and all of a sudden these memories were wiped away and was replaced by a fifteen year old , black haired beauty who was laughing away to glory. She was laughing uncontrollably at him. Just like every other day she graced him with her charming presence. That painful breathless laughter stained her cheeks a light shade of pink and brought tears to her eyes. She clutched her stomach tightly and said,

"A..Alex s..stop that...oh..god."

His lips slowly lifted at the sides at the sound of her laughter, bringing a small smile on his sculpted face.

" Al..Alex!!"

"Boss, we have found the bastard. He's tied up in the basement."

Upon hearing this ,The Boss opened his eyes and straightened up in his chair.

"He is an insider. Yes? "

"Yes boss. It was Tobey who leaked the ..." before he could complete the sentence his boss pushed up from his chair and fumed out of the door towards the basement with the man following him.
The guards nodded their heads and opened the huge door to the basement for their boss.
Three armed men surrounded the room which was lit by a single white bulb that hung from the ceiling right above the captive's head. The captive was beaten up brutally and tied up to a wooden chair.
The boss slipped his hands into his pockets and made his way towards the tied up man and observed him for the longest time. There was an unsettling silence in the room, a silence that you expect before a storm and a silence that you experience before death. The boss motioned his eyes towards the door signalling his men to vacate the room. Within seconds all his men were gone leaving him with his prey. He withdrew his hands from his pockets and slowly dragged the chair in front of Tobey, the captive. He shrugged off his coat and placed it on the back of the chair, he removed the cuffs, rolled back his sleeves upto his elbows and removed his gun clicking it's safety off before he sat on the edge of the chair , placing his elbows on his knees . He kept the gun on his lap and Interlaced his fingers. He looked at the beaten up face of Tobey, which was covered up with blood and sweat.
Tobey lifted his head up slowly and met the strong steel gaze of his boss. Fear erupted through out his body and and a chill ran down his spine. He had cheated and now he had the face the deadly consequence. He was sure he would die , because The Hunter never gave second chances.
Deep dark green eyes stared right back at him, daring him to speak. His strong orbs pierced into his soul and just by his looks Tobey felt a whirlwind of emotions hit him.

"Boss, I..." before he uttered another word, Tobey got shot at his right thigh. He let out an ear piercing scream filled with pain and agony. He grounded his teeth to bite back another scream that was threatening to erupt from his mouth. Blood started soaking his pants and dripped down onto the floor.

" Ex-boss Tobey, Ex-boss"

"I..I am s..sorry Mr.Alexander, I.."

"How much did they pay you Tobey?, was it better than what I provided you with? " he asked in a calm voice.

Tobey hesitated before speaking up and said ,

"I..I am sorry Mr.Alexander I..I got blinded b..by the money they gave...am sorry s..sir...Please forgive me?" He spoke with pain shooting all through out his body.

" You know better than to ask for forgiveness. Yes? , I don't forgive and neither do I forget."

Alexander said as a matter of fact and observed the fear that prevailed on his victims face.
After a minute of silence Alexander spoke with a smile,

" You shouldn't have gone against me for a few Benjamins." And with a deep sigh he said,

"So..any last wishes Tobey?"

Tobey looked up and stared at him with fear consuming him and after a few seconds he said,

" They are coming for you Mr.Alexa.."

"I will take care of that Tobey"

Alexander said with a calm and collected voice. He never feared threats. He would cleanly eliminate all the threats before it even reached him. He was the King of his profession. He was an excellent eliminator.

"All thanks to you Tobey ,and yes,you will join Drake in a while" he said and smiled.
Tobey lost it when he heard that name; Drake. The same man who got him working for Alexanders' enemies.

Alexander smirked at the sight of Tobeys' pale face and stood up from his chair with his gun and said,

"So, let's start with your execution process, you can choose" . He slowly started walking around Tobey like a predator.

"Should I slit your throat until I hear your breath leaving your windpipe? , Stab you repeatedly?, chop your unfaithful tongue into pieces and make you swallow it?, drill holes into your knees and and let you bleed to death? or.." he stood in front of Tobey and bent himself down bringing his face close to his and asked,

"burn you alive?"

At the end of his statement Tobey saw alexanders' eye twitch indicating his rising anger. He would choose it by himself if Tobey wouldn't open up his mouth soon. Hence, he chose the best for himself and gulped down for one last time before speaking.

"You asked me for m..my last w..wish"

Alexander lifted his perfect thick sculpted eyebrow and straightened up himself.

"Go on..", he said.

Tobey with defeat and pain said,"I w..would like to be s...shot right on my fore...forehead. Once and for all" . He was asking for an immediate death for himself.

Alexander smirked, eyeing the gun in his hand and said, "You were always smart Tobey."
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"Your wish is granted", he said, aiming the gun to Tobeys' forehead.
Tobey closed his eyes and took one last breath ,and before he could release it , the bullet pierced through his skull.

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Alexander entered his study and slammed the door shut locking it. He made his way towards the couch that was placed on the left side of the room. He threw his gun on the teapoy and it slid against the smooth surface stopping right on the edge . He flopped himself down on the couch and stared off into emptiness.

Alexander was a beast. He was fire. Tobey should have known better than to play with fire, a fire that would burn the person who dares to touch it into ashes and dust. Alexander closed his eyes , and for a moment he thought about the man he had grown to become. A ruthless ,cold blooded killer. A deep dark past of his, transformed him into a cold blooded beast. But every beast has a heart, and Alexander had his own. A heart which he would open up only for a certain black haired beauty who captured his thoughts all these years. He slowly closed his eyes and rested his head on the couch. The same 15 year old girl appeared in front of his eyes, with a smile that showed her dimples, the same girl who controlled his heart and mind even without her physical presence, the same girl whom he never met since ten years and the same girl whom he rejected thirteen years back.

"I want you." He whispered, hoping he could somehow communicate with her with his eyes still closed.

With a long sigh he got up from the couch and made his way towards his desk and sat down on the chair. He opened the topmost drawer that was attached to the desk revealing two guns, a few bullets and two packets of some expensive cigarettes.

He removed the guns and placed them on the desk revealing a thick brown unused diary.
He removed the diary slowly and leaned back in his chair staring at it for a few seconds. He then opened the diary with both his hands parting the blank pages.

An old photograph slipped from the pages, landing on his lap. He kept the diary on the desk and picked the old photograph from his lap that carried his heart. It was her, the same 15 year old,black haired beauty who dominated his dreams even today. She was smiling widely in the picture ,which made her dimples even more prominent. Her eyes were shining with happiness and, and love. The love she held for him , the love he failed to accept back then. He stared at her face and slowly turned the photograph revealing it's blank side. He slowly slid his thumb over the letters of her name that were written in black at the bottom right hand corner, and again for the millionth time , his heart clenched at the sight of the letters which read..
ROSEANNE HART.

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