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Ruthless Side

“No, it's a lie…..I don't know any Shehzad. I…..I am an ordinary businessman. I do nothing else than a small export and import business.” Nofil, the man of the Beast, just brought this man into the torture room. He was constantly blabbering, giving justification in his favour.

“Stop it, you lair, I myself saw you hooking with that western woman. You are that Shehzad Fahim…” Nofil strikes him on his leg with the stick holding in his hand.

“No, I…..I don't know any Shehzad Fahim. M….my name is Safdar.” He uttered instantly as his breathing turned heavier because of constantly enduring the pain of the slit of a sharp razor on the different parts of his body.

“Just stop it, you are not a Safdar but a monkey who dances on commands of others. But now, we are the ones who will make you dance.” Nofil was tired of listening to the single nuisance from this man.

“Stand up, you man…” His hands were tied with ropes while his feet were left open, so Nofil made him stand.

He blew the electric lighter on his face. Because of pain, the man started wriggling and stomping his feet on the floor. Nofil was really enjoying seeing him squirming in the pain. Basim and Meher were also laughing at his suffering. But Rohail was the only one, who was standing with a serious face.

They all were still busy looking at Nofil torturing the man when the yellow light of the torture room turned into a green. It means the Beast has arrived at the building. Nofil made that man sit back on his chair and tied him again with ropes.

Now they all were staring at the green bulb as they were waiting when the colour of it will change. And the very next moment, it's changed to blue. They all stood straight at their respective places. As the Beast stepped into the torture room, the colour of the light began to change.

Eyes of all of them were fixed on the Beast, while he ignored everyone gaze, and walking with an arrogant style, he came to his chair and sat there. His face was still hidden in a hoodie. Everyone knew him, but no one knew how does he look by his face.

“Ohh my…. Today he came wearing a navy blue hoodie. He can't stop looking ravishing even in this dress.” Nofil can't stop himself from bringing out words from his mouth.

But he also knows that he is going to face the punishment for what he just said. All of them were glaring at Nofil, but he just gritted his teeth.

“What is your name?” The Beast questioned him in a dead cold voice.

“Who are you? Why did you bring me here?” In response, the man asked him the question.

“Your name….?” He asked roaringly and the man sitting in front of him got scared and said instantly.

“Safdar…”

“Hmm… and real name?” Beast asked in same cold pitch voice.

“I have one name and it is Safdar.”

“He is not going to say that easily. Since the time we brought him here, he has been saying just this, that I am a monkey, I mean, I am Safdar.” Nofil spoke in a style, coming forward, but Beast gestured him to move back and he quickly went standing in his place.

“If your name is Safdar, then Shehzad is your bloody father?” Beast asked in a harsh voice which made the man shiver.

“What do you want from me?” He asked Beast in a dreadful voice.

“Device.” Beast told him his purpose without dragging the matter anymore.

“I….I don't know which device you are talking about.” He answered, gulping his saliva. It seemed obvious now it was beyond the endurance of Beast to listen to his drama anymore.

With the gesture of his hand, he asked for something from Basim, and he, without wasting a minute, picked up an injection from a glass cupboard and handed it over to Beast.

Seeing the injection, the man started wriggling. Beast stood up, wearing gloves in his hands. The syringe he was holding was not ordinary, rather it was filled with an acid. Beast came near man, leaning over him, and with one hand, he grabbed him by his jaw.

“Look at it clearly, what is this?” Beast asked with red bloodshot eyes. The man moistened his dry lips running his tongue on it before replying.

“Injection, a…an… anaesthetic injection.” Before the face of Beast was hidden in the hoodie, but now he revealed it. The man was looking attentively at his face.

“Fifty per cent wrong, this is surely an injection, not any anaesthetic, but an acid one.” Beast told in a cold voice to the man who was attentively listening to his words. With that, an extreme wave of rage engulfed him, turning the colour of the bulb into red.

Beast opened his one hand and put the syringe on his nerve. In a flip of seconds, he emptied it fully by injecting it into his nerves. And in no time, the veins of his body started popping out in a strange way and started burning.

The skin of his body was burning in the places where the acid went. He was screaming and wriggling in a strange manner. But the Beast was standing in front of him, feeling relieved looking at his painful state.

Still, the man was looking at Beast with pleading eyes, but he was Beast. There is no heart in his chest. He doesn't know anything about mercy. What is cruelty and who is called cruel, anyone can ask this heartless man.

The screaming of the man was echoing in the whole torture room. Like a fish, he was squirming in pain. With one blow of the knife, Beast cut the rope tied around his body. He fell on the floor dying and wriggling in pain.

The floor had turned all red from his blood. His whole face was burned because of acid, his eyes were popping out, and only a few breaths seemed to be left in his body. Beast was now applying some poison on a blade, staring at the man who was counting his last breaths.

With focus, everyone was looking at the scene. Within few minutes, the Beast turned that man, who was sitting here healthy a few moments ago, into a burned corpse. Beast sat near him putting his gloved hands on his chest. He was searching for something there.

His heart was still beating. With one attempt, Beast ran a blade on his heart, and took his heart out with his other hand. He ripped and separated his heart from his body like it's something leather.

“Ohh…. My all times favourite.” Nofil was looking at the scene enthusiastically as Beast pulled out his heart in his hand.

In front of the man, he crushed his heart under his foot while he had already died. This is always the favourite task of the Beast. He felt relieved only after making his hunter face a brutal death and crushing his heart under his feet.

“Start, you have half an hour.” The colour of the light bulb turned white. As Beast ordered them, Roahil and Basim came forward engaging in their task. While Beast, with the gesture of his hand called Meher to come behind him. He walked out, going to his personal room.

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