Loving You

Chapter 01| Memories

THE DEVIL

Memories

An extremely controversial term. People enjoy recalling their past laughing over their antics. However every coin has two sides. One so bright that it makes the other side fade. And one so dark known to only few. That dark side of memories often shape a person into someone they never wanted to be.

With every passing thought the strength of my punches increased,my knuckles slightly bruised and breaths heavy. No matter how hard I try I could never forget everything that happened. It's like still that fragile Nich lives within me. Sweat buds formed on my face, making me halt. While I gulped down water a voice came from behind diverting my attention. My phone was ringing. A smile formed on my face as I entered the passcode.

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It might seem normal to people. Just some letters and words combined randomly. But it strangely holds a special place in my heart. It's something that comforts me and calms me down. “Hello Boss” said the person on the other end, bringing me out of my thoughts. “ Yes” I replied, my voice icy cold. “ We found him. He is in ” Before he could finish I replied “ I am coming” and ended the call. Walking towards my room I took a cold shower and changed into a black shirt and pants.

Since it was morning everyone settled in the dining area to have their breakfast. Entering the hallway, I fixed my hair. In a loud voice I ordered my driver to bring the car, not paying much attention to the unknown creatures sitting in the hall. As I was waiting for the car to arrive I heard a voice that I never wanted to hear. “ Nicholas Have breakfast. I made your favorite..”. Before she could even complete I said.my voice devoid of any emotions. “ I would prefer to die rather than eating the food made by you “ . Not even looking at her I stepped outside, settling into my car and leaving the house.

That person was none other than my mot.. she doesn't even deserve that title. She was just someone who bought me into this world. Other than that there wasn't any relationship between the two of us. This little interaction just added fuel to the fire. The car traveled at the highest speed possible causing the other cars to tremble with fear.

But did I care? Absolutely Not.

Stopping outside an abandoned building I got out of my car. It seemed like an abandoned house but in reality It was a mechanized torture communtiy. Where my enemies and traitors were tortured to death-where people were trained to be a part of my cult. Entering the passcode I crept into my world which was built 50 km below the ground and had 10 floors. Each safely guarded and so twisted. If you mistakenly enter it then forget a way back outside. The one and only way is Death.

I entered the third floor where that bastard was kept. A dark smirk formed on my face as I gazed at his body which was filled with bruises and blood. I guess my man took good care of him. “ Did he say anything?” I asked Rudra, my most trusted man. He moved his head indicating a NO and that infuriated me more. With a smack I opened the door and threw water on his face. That water burned his bruises as he screamed with pain.

Little did he know that no one could ever hear his screams. Grabbing a fistful of his hair I growled “ Where is she”. As expected he once again acted innocent pretending to not know anything. I picked up two screwdrivers and dipped them in acid. After which I stabbed his eyes earning a painful scream from his mouth. “ You wanna stop this torture then tell me where the f**k is she hiding”. I settled onto the chair in front of him and said when he remained quiet despite the torture “ You know what I am bored with all this stabbing and beating. Let’s try something new”. I muttered sarcastically, pulling the screwdrivers out of his eyes. I poured petrol all over his crotch and grabbed a lighter and bought it closer. “ Answer the question or burn to death.” I could feel the fear in his trembling voice when he said “I-I don't know. I saw her in London a month ago.. T-hats all I know. Pl-ease let m-e g-o”

“Good Job. See it wasn't that hard”. Getting up from the chair I ordered my men to dump his body in a drum of acid and make sure nothing remains. I could hear him whimpering and asking for my mercy. It took me back to the time when I used to ask these people for help and they would ignore me like I was nothing but a piece of trash.

Let The Game Begin!