Caught In A Cuff

Hasan's POV

"Sir, Inspector Kaushik is here with Rehman," Abdul said entering into my room while I was trying the hardest to take a nap."Abdul, how many times have I told you to handle people like Rehman on your own. You know I have not slept for the last two nights due to constant hectic business travels and again I have to catch another flight at noon for Zara's wedding." I blasted at Abdul getting up from my bed.

Abdul is the one whom I trust the most after Amm(my mother). He is with me since last 20 years and handles all my legal and illegal works but above all, he is more like a brother to me.

Oh yes! I forgot to introduce myself. I am Hasan Ali, one of the biggest drugs and weapons supply mafia. No police or government can touch me because feed them with a mouthful of money. I am a 30 years old ruthless killer, stubborn as hell, and a cold-hearted monster who is famous for his own ways of torture. I am the leader of the most feared mafia gang. There are only two women in my life, Amma and Zara(my cousin)for whom my love knows no boundaries. Although Zara is the daughter of my maternal aunt(who is no more), I love her like I would have loved my own daughter. I have always kept her from my devilish identity. for her, I am a leading successful businessman. Whereas Amma knows everything. I never hide anything from her. She tried her best to bring me out of this crime world but she failed. Now she says nothing, maybe because she understood that convincing me to leave the crime world was impossible. Now she never complains and just loves me unconditionally.

"I never thought that Rehman would ever ditch us like that. We trusted him with all the confidential information and he tried to lead them to the police. But little did he knew that the police officials out there are our loyal."Abdul smirked while we walked our way to the hall of the outhouse of my mansion.

This outhouse of my huge mansion is altogether a complete bungalow in itself. It's my place, a place where I can be me. It knows all my secrets. It has a beautiful bill hall with luxurious sofa sets and other decoratives on its ground floor, where I discuss and sign my business deals with other leading businessmen. On its first floor, it has six bedrooms which are no less than some seven-star hotel rooms out of which one is mine, the other is for Abdul, and rest four are forever vacant. The second floor of the outhouse, where I am currently walking , is the place for my criminal happenings. It has two big halls. One of the halls is used as the godown to store drugs and weapons and the other one is where I deal with my enemies. This outhouse of the mansion was built separately from the main bungalow. Amma never comes here. She is fully aware of the things that happen here so she stays back in the bungalow with her maids and servants. I make sure that I visit her at least once a day.

As I entered the hall, I saw my gang with guns and Kaushik standing and surrounding Rehman who was knelt down to the floor, and his hands were tied at the back. Blood was running all through his face. It looked like my men gave him a good smash off.

I sat on the chair placed right in front of him." You broke my heart man" I said staring at him and place my gun over his temple. The silence broke between us and nothing recoiled back but the sounds of his shallow breaths. He knew what we do with a traitor like him. There was no leaving of the gang, and if you ever dared to leave, I would not just come after you but your whole family. I was a man without morals and compassion.

" You no more scare me, Hasan Ali. Do whatever your obnoxious self wants to do. But I am not ever coming back to this filth" Rehman replied with a pain in his voice. I was amazed at his daring.No one, no f*cking single one person ever defies calling my name, let alone my full name. And I concluded that in reality, he was not scared of the fact that he was going to die soon.

"so you are ready to dia ha? I see!. But have you thought of your family? Your old parents and your sister?. How come I kill your parents and handover your sister to my men? After all its been a while I have not given any treat to my gang" I said smirking at him still placing my gun on his temple.

" You are a monster Hasan and if God ever grants me one last wish, I would undoubtedly ask for never-ending love for you" he smirked back at me. His filthy smirk bothered my inner amity. A bullet escaped my gun and in the blink of an eye, it ran straight into the wall after putting a whole in that double crosser's head.

"I want his family to be finished by the end of the day. Do whatever you feel like Just don't ask me again." I ordered Abdul and walked out. As I came out my phone buzzed. It was Amma's call. I instantly picked it up." Hasan where are you? Don't you remember we have a flight in an hour? Abdul have already managed your packing. You just get ready fast, we have to leave the place as soon as possible."She said without even allowing me to greet hello to her."Yes Amma, I am in the outhouse. Will be there in 15 minutes don't worry". I said and hung the call-up.I went straight into my room had a bath and went to Amma. She was already waiting for me in the car sat beside her and left for the airport.