Chapter 1

~After five years

I walked into a dark room. As I sat on the chair in front of a chained man, my guards surrounded me. A guard filled a glass of beer and placed it on the table. I held the glass in my hand and drank from it. I locked my gaze on the chained man ‘Mr. Robinson’.

Until yesterday, he was my manager. He was being punished for his actions because he had deceived us by providing sensitive information to my enemy. I despise people who stab me in the back.

I despise liars the most; I can put up with almost anything except lying.

"Lord!! You can torture me all you want, but I will not reveal who did it. I will not reveal the individual's name. You are free to do whatever you want. "I'm not scared of you," he said bravely.

"What a moron you are!" I said with a smile, looking into his eyes with a fake smile but an angry heart inside.

"I admire your bravery because you know who I am and what I can do, but you still want to be stubborn." In a cold tone, I said.

"I know who you are, and I am not afraid of you," he yelled.

"You're not scared right now, but you will be soon," I spoke calmly when I told him. That was my manner; I never shouted or became hyper.

He yelled, "I will never, ever be afraid of you," and I spit on the ground. "I am Aris Johnson, how dare you speak to me in that tone," I yelled in a loud voice as I gave him a death glare. I motioned to my right-hand man, who grabbed him by the hair. He shook, and I cracked a chilly smile.

"I understand that you fear me." I exclaimed, a grin of the devil on my face.

“Would you be interested in learning what I will do next?’ I asked him a question with a smile.

"No I don't!" He said with fear in his tone.

I gave my men the order to activate the button, which causes a secret door to automatically open. My pet tiger was there in a cage.

I informed him that I would place him in a cage where the tiger would consume his flesh before chewing off his bones. "You are going to be my tiger's dinner," I said.

“Why not simply murder me? He claimed that he was shaking.

“The excitement is something I want,” I added.

"I want to talk to you in a polite way but I don't think it worked. So let's have it this way. Nik, throw him in front of my tiger. He likes humans.” I ordered my personal guard ‘Nick, and smiled coldly. He couldn’t speak for a moment.

"No, why don't you just stab me or shoot me??" He cried. I could see fear in his eyes, and I loved that.

"I am not going to stab you or shoot you, but I am going to torture you. It will be nice to see you suffering bit by bit. My tiger will tear you up slowly."

"No, don't do this please!! I beg you!! Don’t do this!" He cried, begging for mercy as Nick approached him, but suddenly my eyes went to his pocket. His phone was vibrating. I put my hand in his pocket and took out the phone. I wanted to throw the phone aside, but the next moment I was shocked. The call was over but my eyes were fixed on a picture on the wallpaper.

“Who is she?” My voice was a whisper.

“My girlfriend,” he replied. I was still looking at the picture. Gray-colored eyes, pink lips with a beautiful haircut, she was still beautiful. How could I forget her?

“Please let me go, I swear, I will return your money.” He was rumbling. I listened to his pleads and regained consciousness.

I slammed the mobile hard on the floor, grabbed his hair and fixed my red eyes on his face.

“I can spare your life, but because of that you have to obey me, you have to hand over your girlfriend to me in exchange for your life, after which you have nothing to do with her. This is the last resort to save your life. You have two hours to think.”

I looked at his shocked face, left the room and walked towards the bar, sat there with a glass of beer.

I am Aris Johnson, the Mafia Lord. I had a past that turned me into a completely different person. I lost myself because of her. There was only bitterness in my life. In this tough world, I decided to make myself tough.

Nobody has ever seen me but they know my name. They refer to me as the devil king; I have been successful in putting terror in people's minds.

No one knows how I look, I always mask myself. My identity is a secret to the world.

Girls are only a toy to me. I use them for my own pleasure. My slaves are well trained to please me. I prove to be very cruel to women; they are just a thing for me, a thing to please myself.

But I was not so cruel five years ago.

Five years ago, I was an innocent boy whose parents died in an accident. My only friend was Eric, and in that loneliness I found her.

‘Emma William’

She was a beautiful and playful girl.

Slowly she came closer to me; I was so blind in love that I didn't realize that she was cheating on me.

She cheated on me in the name of love and, together with her father, stole all my property and not only that, her father imprisoned me with extreme brutality. For those four months, I was subjected to all kinds of cruelty. Her father forced me into painful slavery. He tortured me to death.

In this situation, Eric barely made a deal with William and freed me.

If he hadn't found me, I might still be there today.

I had a painful time which I will probably never forget.

But now the time had come for me to defy all reckoning with her.

“Be ready baby, I am coming.” I said with a cold laugh.

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