She is the one by Asheslove (that summer book .TXT) 📗

'He - he will kill you too if you'll kill me'

 I managed to speak from my throttled neck not being able to do anything, my eyes watered but I don't know from where I got this courage to speak, I should be scared but I was not, maybe because a part of me knows Nicolas will find me, he'll reach here soon and saves me. My life meant more to him then it meant to me. His deadly obsession will soon lead him here if he'll not find me at his side before anything could happen to me.

He released a wild laugh throwing his head behind.

'You are so wrong if you think he'll reach here and saves you. How can he saves you when he's busy saving other things, you know my men attacked his shipments. He will lose this time, he's trapped from all fours, he don't even have any idea where you are and who kidnapped you' he said chuckling evilly.

On hearing his words I felt nothing but pity and sorry for him if he thinks this. This man certainly has a death wish, kidnapping me is enough reason for Nicolas to kill him and more of that he wants to kill me. It's not me who's wrong, it's him who's not being able to see what's coming to him. According to the theory of this man Nicolas killed his son because he touched me than what he thinks happens to him if he'll kill me.

‘I am not going to give such easy death to you' He snarled releasing my neck and I coughed.

'Arthur’ he called looking at that stitched head man.

‘I am leaving this bitch to you; whip her, fuck her bloody, torture her in the worst way you prefer and after that burn this witch. He killed my son just because he touched her let's see what he'll do when he will find nothing other then her bones. I would love doing it myself but I don’t want to dirty my hands with blood of some whore. I don’t want blots of her blood on me, I’d some reputation and with that she is a daughter of a former police officer, her death can create chaos in my business if they find out I have my hands behind her murder’. He bawled and with other man, who came with him instead of bald one, turned to left leaving eight men behind in the hall.

‘Yes boss’ the bald man said giving me a dangerously sinister sadistic look and walked behind his boss towards the door.

I looked at the men standing in the room and all I could see is their predatory gaze on me wanting to rip me apart.

The bald head man returned alone and dragging the chair in front me from between the hall sat on it giving me a psychotic look.

‘Let’s start’ 

I saw two men approaching towards me from the side of the room.

‘No, No, Stop'.

"Don’t come closer to me if you loves your life. Don’t do this mistake otherwise you all will regret it more than anything wrong you ever did in your life.” I warned looking with furious eyes to them.

“Just think for once, if he can kill even your boss son only because he touched me then what do you think he will do if anything happen to me.

 I am saying this for your own good, don’t do this mistake, you still have a chance so leave me and save your lives before he himself will reach and finds me otherwise you all will bewail even thinking of what you are trying to do” 

I reasoned trying to explain these foolish men who are just one feet away from their graves.

Their feet halted as they stop on their position. They all look towards each other and I relieved thinking they might have got what I meant.

‘What are you waiting for?’ the man sitting on the chair barked.

‘Arthur she is not completely wrong, she is Nicolas davis woman and –

One of them said but interrupted by Arthur

‘You are paid to do as said not to question. He’ll not be able to reach her’

‘You are wrong if you thinks that, because believe me he’ll and after that -

My sentence hung in deadly air when the man got up from the chair and in blink of second my hairs were in his tight clutch, his nails digging in my scalp yanking the roots out. I shrieked but stop in horror when he pulled a knife out and shoved the blade in my mouth.

‘If a single more word escapes your throat I’ll cut your tongue first before doing anything. I don’t like women with sharp tongue; I've a habit to hear their screams not their advices to my men’ he snarled disgustfully looking at me and my heart shudder in fear.

 ‘You thinks he’ll save you then let’s see’ he pulled out the blade from my mouth; sweat has sheened all my face as I sat stiff in fear out of my wits.

He got up from his position and unbuckling his belt pulled it out.

“You speak a lot and I don’t like to hear bitches like you but I love to hear their cries, screams and begging. I know how to shut their mouths until they know nothing other than screaming or begging” he said sadistically before releasing a menacing loud laugh and swinging that belt in air landed it harshly on the floor.

'No..no' I whispered in a low voice.

‘Don’t...don't you think, don't come closer to me’ I stutter, panicked on hearing that cracking creaky sound of belt. I am familiar to this sound and it felt like this sound send surge of the wires to jolt in my brain making me remember everything which I never wanted to. 

Those painful heart wrenching screams.

‘Don’t do this, please stop, please don’t do this...’ I cried in my trembling voice squeezing my eyes tightly trying to hide my face in my shoulder wanting to cover my ears but can't.

He released a boisterous laugh.

'Just this, this is what I love to hear and here you are. I don't even started, now where did your courage go, weren't you saying something' he said chuckling loudly.

I felt bolts of jitters run in my veins when I looked at him with belt in his hand laughing wildly. 

My courage and strength wafted away as panic and sheer dread overwhelmed me when I presumed what’s going to happen next.