chapter 10

On the soundless dark night, in Scar Boss' Mansion, where everyone had withdrawn to bed, lay awake in an awkward silence with our two protagonists...Scar Boss had yet pinned Amaira on the cold, damp wall, looking at her murderously, wishing anything at the moment to kill her, to take his vengeance, but for some reason, he stood. He waited, harmfully digging his nail into her skin, thinking hard not to harm her already.He did want his revenge, but killing her won't do the deal. He wanted her to suffer. He wanted her to feel the pain. He wanted her to beg him for mercy for... for harming his sister...*Flashback 27 days ago*Scar Boss, who was in his perfect bossy attire, with his golden-black face mask, half of his hair before his face, was busy handling some crucial documents."Is the project ready?" He asked without looking up."Almost, master." Answered his assistant, Will."Good.""....""Is there anything you have to say?" Scar Boss said, observing Will's hesitant behaviour."Master, we got the news that little Miss is back.""Elisa's back? Where is she? Why hasn't she come to meet me yet?" Scar Boss got up from his seat. One could say he had a gist of a smile on his face, but that, too, was covered by his long attitude."W-we have got the news that she is not alone this time. She has brought along someone with her. Maybe she is preparing for you to meet the person." Answered the assistant with a shiver."Who is he?" he asked, his eyes narrowing."Dilip, Master."*Present*Amaira flinched her eyes closed from the pain occurring through her skin. Blood began dripping down from her wrist where Scar Boss held her dreamily.Just when he noticed the blood, he pushed her away to the ground and closed his eyes. In his terminating rage, which spoke through the shiver of his hands, he shouted, "Get lost before I kill you."Scared, Amaira stood up. Clutching her hand, she could feel the pain.She knew that she should be feeling only one emotion which would be hatred, and right now, she was feeling the same. She wondered how cruel a person could be.Amaira's bloody hands felt numb as she couldn't meet his eyes. She had fear in her eyes. He could have killed her a moment ago. This was far more than what she had imagined. She could no longer stay there. Thinking so, she ran outside. But instead of going to her room, she directed outside. Before the guards could make a move to catch her, Amaira sped away in the dark."Sir, she fled away." Will dashed in with the news.Scar Boss murderously looked at him. "Bring her back," he ordered with his bloodshot eyes.***After an hour in the basement of an old abandoned factory***Amaira tried to free her hands, which were tied behind her back. Her eyes were covered, yet she knew she was not alone."Please let me go. I have no money on me, and you would find no ransom. I am of no use to you," she tried.A snicker could be heard for an answer. "As if we would accept it. You think we are fools, little girl. And anyway, we are not doing this for money. We just want our pen drive back from that Scary Scarry." They laughed at their own joke."Scar Boss won't come here with the pen drive to save me. I am just a maid.""Just a maid? She thinks we are idiots. Can a girl coming out of Scar Boss' Mansion at such an hour be just a maid? Boys, she really does look down on us. Shall we show her who the real Boss is? Open her blindfold, boys." A horse-like voice spoke.Echoes were heard of cheers from close to 20 men. Amaira's heart sank. She knew she was in great danger. A large hand came towards her head and pulled down the black cloth before her eyes.Through the little light, she could now see almost 15 men before her. They were near the roller door, clearly waiting for Scar Boss. But one bulky-looking man with brutal skin was coming to her with a smirk. The corner of the man's mouth had stitches, which made it look like his lips literally touched his ear.As the grotesque man came towards her with an extended hand, she felt her hope lost. He came closer, his face extending, clearly for a kiss. Amaira would not let a wild man like him steal her first kiss. Just when the man was close enough to her face, she banged her head onto him, causing them both a serious shot of pain. Without a second pause, the man slapped her. The stinging pain didn't even surpass when he grasped her hair tight and pulled her.A silent tear rolled down her eyes, and before the man could do anything much more, a loud screeching sound was heard. A man came running towards the grotesque man and said something in his ear."So, he did come? I will deal with you later, girl. First, let me see my guest." He said as he pulled her hair out of his grasp, leaving some strands pulled. Amaira knew who it was, and for the first time, she was glad he had come.