HEARTLESS

In a dark room, lit only by a small bulb.....

The woman is tied to a chair...and beaten badly...but not so much that...she dies...

But still she was not ready to open her mouth....

The door opened and HE came,,, the same innocent face,,.., and his look like a teenage boy.... with a mystery self....

If those evil scary mafia people have any information about him then it is only that he is a crazy psycho prince....

They don't know anything else about him.

Just a psycho Prince...and his shadow...

Black...

That's why they named him Black Prince.

Zaan...... He sat in front of her in the chair with crossed legs Both fists under his chin... As he just stares at the woman with his dark doe like eyes....

The eyes that hide many secrets...

Especially about his inner self.

" Wake this woman up." He said using that voice.... And Miran who was behind him knows what to do.

He grabbed the woman's hair, pulled her head up , and just slapped her... with his big manly hand...

And.....The slap was so loud that it echoed throughout the room...

She groaned...hiss....Yell...

As she woke from a deep sleep... the sleep she had gotten from the beating...

She breathed sharply... Blink...she raised her eyes up Finding again up that short temper man...

She glare clenched teeth and he just smirked closing their face distance he whispered... " If you had told us, you wouldn't have seen this time... and ya Happy last moments....

and he back away jerking her face back with such force that her head hurts yet again...

She cursed him...

But next she closed her eyes as it suddenly became very bright light hit her havey eyes bcz Miran had turned on the main light.

She blinks opening her eyes slowly...

Completely...

And saw him...

For reason

Eyes stuck ....

She did not know who he was, but...his look in full black was amazing...

As the guy was... handsome,,, attractive and innocent with baby features...

For seconds The woman looked him up and down,...

" Who are yo-..... And that's it,.. suddenly..,, she herself stopped midway....

as realty hit her like a truck.... Of course he can't be any random guy....

her eyes winded...  now Eyeing him like he was some kind of ghost!!!

And zaan smirked...

He moved a little closer to her, placed the palms of both his hands on her chair, next to the woman's lap.

" Name... Sera caro,,, Age 30,,, single ....

A Sharpshooter of American Mafia,,,and personal whore to that fuc** g king John battaglia....don't you? Miss caro " Zaan whisper...

Her breath hitched....

She gulps eyes not left from his eyes...not even a second....

" And You...th...that Psycho " she shutter....

Fear.. of course she knows...

This guy is not called a psycho just by the name, there is a reason behind it.

He has no mercy, especially for his enemies.

Zaan chukkle back away resting his back at back rest.... folding his arms he said " Oh Miss sera Atlist give me some respect-

"  look... I don't know...I...do-

" Shhh...( He put his finger on his lips) Quiet... no sound until I say so. " The voice is heavy, dominating, dangerous,..as his eyes turned even more dark...

She gulp... Her chest raised up down even more slow motion....

He took a deep breath saying staring deep into her soul...

"Miss sera...Listen carefully…. You know, humans are afraid of death....

If someone isn't afraid,...

Means.......they're either insane...

Or the second one who knows that he will survive or will be saved.

You are trapped here in the mouth of death, yet there is no fear...hmm..So Miss Caro...

Now tell me...

which one of these two are you? The crazy one? Or the one who knows she will survive or be saved..."

Manipulating.....

Her breath hitched....She was surprised at his words...

she look behind the man who still has the same poker face...

He was not surprised, he was not amazed.

As if he already knew how good Zaan was with his words….

She gritted now what she answered?

" You thought right, I am mad, that's why I am not afraid of dying.,,,  "

And just hear his Lough,,,

If the situation had not been so bad, if she had not known that he was a devil... then she would definitely have said that...

* he is an example of the beauty of nature.*

His beautiful Lough echoed in that dead room...

" You made me laugh,,, good.....hmmm so what were we saying,,,You are crazy ??? Is that so???"  He turned around and look miran smirking as he forwarded his hand and miran handed him his PISTOL...

That woman's heart thump out aloud...

When Zaan placed the gun directly on her left chest and pressed the gun's tip painfully into her chest...

She hiss.. she was already so much injured.. and the pain is increasing.

" Let's see how crazy you are. "

She shivers at his look..his words.. Next...

He pressed the trigger....

her breath stop... She yelled... fearfully

And...now..

Silence,,,, The only sound was her heavy breathing.

A whole two minutes later she opened her eyes still breathing sharply....

Winded eyes...

( realty... She did not open her mouth and did not tell anything....,af cource bcz she knew that these people cannot kill her.

Until she tells them something... important,, And she also gets time for her people to save her. )

but now zaan scared her to death... Her illusion was shattered.

" Upps...miran....There is no bullet in it,?" Zaan said pouting

Miran looked at his not so innocent face... Then that scared soul.... he smirk saying

" only one.. "

Zaan o mouthed...." Intresting"

Infront of her eyes....

He opened the barrel and only one bullet was visible from it. Then with force he turned the barrel and without looking, slammed it shut...

As he looked into her eyes, he could now see how scared she was in this short time..

" Look, you are in luck,...miss sera....Now let me try my luck " her mouth hung open when without any hesitation he put the gun's tip on his head and pull trigger...

Empty....

" Whooo....I am lucky too" he smile....

" It was quite fun,,, ummm....Let's play it one more time,.....I'll do it first."

Now not that woman but Miran is too shocked,,  And he was about to say something when Zaan played that harmful game again....

But again empty....

" There we go.... I survived… but what will happen to you now?” he said...

" Y....you know..__ very well you cannot kill me-.." in panic she raised her voice when zaan put his gun on her forehead between her eyes....she close her eyes fearfully

As Her breath stuck somewhere when she hear he pull trigger....

But again.... Empty....

" Amazing,,, From today this game is my favorite. " He nodded for himself... " Let's go to the last round now,,,, first me " again he did the same thing without any fear He pointed the gun at his head and pulled the trigger.

But again,,,

Empty....

As he smirked ghostly when he sensed the women got pee on her pant..

" So miss sera No matter how mad you are, you cannot be bigger than me. " With swift motion he pointed his gun between her chin and neck. ,,,, and was about to pull the trigger.... But she stopped him yelling,,,

" STOP....... STOP..... please  stop " After a few seconds the woman breathed a sigh of relief when he pulled the gun away from her,,, but the fear still lingered in her mind.

" If you promise to spare me, I am ready to tell you."

" And how can you think that I will leave you,,,"

" Please,,,I will tell you everything, please just let me go,.... it will only benefit you....and , if I die you will not know anything.,,, I thought that bas**** will save me.... But that fu"** " her words dripped with venom...

Zaan raised his eyebrows,,, then pout he look behind miran who gave nod...

" So Do you believe my promise?"

" No,,, But I am trying my luck, you are crazy but who knows you are also a man who is true to his words." She made words... That held scram.... Zaan chukkle.... Raised his hand up saying " So Miss Sera wants to see how big MAN I am. Whether I can keep my promises or not, right?"

she nodd...

He smirked,,, " ok...... Then I promise I won't kill you, I'll leave you alive."

She gulp....

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Sometimes later...

Zaan came out of the secret room, he cracked his neck,,, he removed his black coat and next as accept he found his back slammed against the door, and the one who did this was none other than Miran.

Miran's huge frame Cage zaan between him and door...

He held his jaw as he spat angrily,,," If you were so fond of dying, you should have told me why you needed to play that dangerous game?... Huh"

And as usual, Zaan raised his eyebrows saying, " konsa khatrnak khel?"

" Zaan.... Don't make me angry, what would I say to your mamu if the bullet had fired and something had happened to you?"

Zaan pout now playing with his shirt button he said" Well, even now, if he sees the marks on his beloved nephew's face, imagine what he will say. "

Understanding his words he close his eyes and left his jaw.... back away,,, he slammed his fist on the door with thud...

And zaan remind same... But he said blowing his nails"  Playing with an empty gun is not dangerous but it's fun. Miran"

This caught Miran's attention,,,

Zaan smirked..... wink..... And said...

" GUN KHALI THI.... ! You were behind me and The woman, too frightened, couldn't see that I had tricked her into hiding the bullet between my fingers and then into my coat sleeve."

Again loud thud...

This time more angrily miran slammed his fist on the door,,, zaan dramtcly made a painful expression....

Miran glared at him.... shouted " I HATE YOU" And he was just about to leave the study room when zaan stopped him.

" Miran " that voice... stopped miran's angry step... hand under his pant pock

et he stood next to him and said.." I want everything to be perfectly prepared, no mistakes,.....

let's teach them a lesson tonight."

And he left not before saying... with a devilish smirk

" Mene vada kiya hai,, par tumne nahi "

" HARTLESS FU***"