Chapter 2 The Ruthless Mafia

-From Sahir's Point Of View-

Hotel My Lady

(Chennai, India)

Time -9.33pm 

Mostly Crowded!

In The Open Mic Audition 

(Singer singing in Arabic, Translation is in the bracket)

Roozi bood aasheqat boodam

(There were times that I loved you) 

As soon as I entered the lavish five-star hotel & stood in front of the door, I noticed how everyone stopped doing whatever they were busy doing and their heads turned at me.

I am quite accustomed to seeing this response. Holding a cigar in my mouth, I shoved my hand in the pocket while my other hand securely tucked on my gun. The guards outside greeted me with a fearful salute.

Az daste to kheyli raazi boodam

(I was very happy with you)

Although my eyes are covered behind the red shades, they traveled everywhere, grasping every ounce, sensing the fear piercing into the cool air and making it thicker, tensed, and hot.

Ammaa to ba'd sheytooni kardi

(But then you behaved badly)

Some people looked frightened as I walked towards the bar slowly, making sure to let everyone know about my presence here, hearing the gasps and whispers.

I live to witness this fear!

"He is here...Sultan is here.." 

The corner of my lips stretched after catching the woman swooning over me, gazing at me with pure lust, dreaming they might get a chance to bed with me tonight.

After all, who would not want to get a pleasurable night from the devilishly handsome boss of the town!

But such dreams shall not come true.

Nazdike man nayaa to

(Don't thou come near me )

I strolled to the bar and grabbed an empty chair. I was aware of the gazes at me. The temper inside my mind makes me sweat. I removed my blood-colored leather jacket. It's more than just a colour for me. It reminds me of her!

Boro, boro, delam toraa, toraa namikhaahad

(Go, go, My heart doesn't want you)

This song affects my mind because I was remembering her during my work which isn't right.

I slammed my fist on the counter, making a clicking sound because of ring-clad fingers, all holding different memories. The barman flinched on his plate 

"Whisky!" I noticed the cigar smoke blended in the air when I spoke. 

Digar, digar, namikhaaham bebinamat

(I don't want to see you anymore)

The barman immediately filled the glass with whiskey and kept it on the counter. I want her more than this whiskey.

"Where is he?" 

I noticed the barman visibly shivered when I asked him.

''I ...I...I... don't.. kn... kn..know.'' 

When a person is lying, they stutter nervously. 

And I hate liars.

Does he want to play games? Hell, then I love to play with my prey.

In one go I gulped the drink and kept the glass on the counter. Then I started loading my gun with counting bullets nonchalantly.

One...Two...Three...

''I..I..p..Please...'' the barman's face became pale after looking at the gun.

"Refill..." I pushed the glass on the table towards the waiter, ignoring the pleads. 

I kept my gun on the counter, shifting its mouth towards him then circled it. Barman's eyes fell on it and he looked frozen.

I know how to skip someone's heartbeats!

Giving him a menacing stare I kept playing with the gun. He refilled the glass quickly and kept it on the counter with shaky hands.

''P P Please..p please..don't k kill me...I ..I...'' The barman started begging. This is the part I love the most. When anyone begs for their life, it makes me feel powerful.

I gulped down another shot & glanced at my wristwatch.

"You only have only " holding the gun "10 seconds remaining" gripping on the trigger "of your life" pointing at him.

"Ten...Nine...eight...seven" 

''13th floor..room no 1313'' Waiter finally blurted out.

I looked at the waiter & gave him my wicked smile.

Who will try to mess with the Sultan? No one!

I pulled back the trigger & got up from the chair. My eyes fell on the woman sitting on the bar, gazing at me. Staring at them I kept the gun at front, between his shirt and the belt. The woman passed a seductive smile at me. Hanging my red jacket over my shoulder, I marched towards the elevator.

With a bing sound, the elevator door opens on the 13th floor. I walked forward. The elevator door closed behind me. 

I saw the silent corridor ahead of me with numerous rooms on both sides

Sigh! That bastard has to get killed tonight. My legs stumbled a little.

Whiskey has already gotten into my head and is making me madder. I pulled out my gun and loaded the trigger. As I started walking slowly, swinging my hands down holding the gun, and glancing at each door number on every two steps like a predator is looking for its prey!

1313 

There it is! 

Bang ..Bang...Bang...

I knocked on the door with my fists holding the gun, whilst I heard one female laughing and giggling.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

"Who's it ..." a male voice yelled from inside.

"Room Service !" I kept my tone formal. It made me more anxious.

As soon as the door was opened, I kicked the man and stormed inside the room. My eyes wandered around the room and fell on a woman wearing a sexy negligee.

She looked at me with all fear in her eyes, curling to the corner of the sofa.

The man I kicked still winced in pain, lying on the carpet.

I walked at him and kept my foot on that man's chest looking at the woman,

"Choose any one lady.

Your life or This man's life.

She quickly got up & made her way out of the room. That made me chuckle hard.

"Looks like she betrayed you !" I glared down at the man under his feet

The man started begging for mercy.

"S Sultan...p please don't kill me. Please forgive me" 

Here comes my favourite thing again!

"You dig your grave by selling my confidential information to my enemies. Don't you even think about the consequences of it brother?" I huffed. He appeared as if he would pee in his pants soon. 

"Please...mercy me Sultan! I'll not repeat this mistake." he folded his hand and kept begging.

I rolled my eyes when they decided to fall on the whiskey bottle again. "Ahan! My darling"

I approached the bottle leaving that traitor behind.

Meanwhile, I glanced at him catching some air like a dog, and sneakily tried to get up.

"Don't try to run! " I warned him, opening the bottle cap with my teeth and blowing it again. I started gulping the drink like a thirsty wolf.

I saw him freeze on his spot.

"By the way, who was that woman ?" Slurping and savouring the taste, I asked him.

"She was... umm... a hooker..." The man looked down in embarrassment.

"Does your wife know about her?" I narrowed my eyes on the man.

The man shook his head, "N... No.."

I gave him a mischievous look, "So much loyalty ahh"

And we started laughing. For a while, the man became relieved, falling into my trap.

"Did you completely satisfy her desires or did I disturb you ?" I grinned at him, knowing he is completely trapped in my plan. Now he seemed visibly relaxed,

"Yes, I always satisfy women!"

I walked to him casually. Not showing even a hint of the anger building inside me on my face. 

The moment I pointed my gun at the man, his smile fell.

"Sultan..please...Sultan .." the man begged again.

"How about you satisfy this gun with your blood!" I pointed my gun at him. He should know going against the Sultan has consequences filled with danger and death. 

He knew what I was talking about!

Enough to take all of my enemy's lives away.

I stepped forward at him, pointing the gun at his head. Never in my life have I felt so pissed off when it comes to treachery and he has crossed all the boundaries of it. I was determined to pour down all the bullets on that man's body. Slowly I pulled the trigger to fire the bullet, then suddenly a familiar melodious voice collided with my ears.

It made me freeze in my place. Tremendous joyful goosebumps flowed through my entire body just when I listened to the voice. The hold on the trigger pulled back automatically.

"And darling I will be loving you 'til we're 70

And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23

And I'm thinking about how people fall in love in mysterious ways

Maybe just the touch of a hand"

It's HER! Time stopped for me as I kept listening to the song.

"Oh me I fall in love with you every single day

And I just wanna tell you I am"

Something inside me started melting like an iceberg. Probably my raging heartfelt cold splash of her melodious voice. It made me feel more vulnerable. 

"So honey now

Take me into your loving arms

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars"

I can feel myself changing into a pathetic lover boy quickly after listening to her singing

"Place your head on my beating heart

I'm thinking out loud

Maybe we found love right where we are"

"My Madonna!" I crossed my heart and whispered her name while dreaming about her watching my own reflection from the corner of my eyes.

How stupid I can look with a gun in my hand and a smile on my face!

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