" Hey there's no need to be scared. We are not going to hurt you, at least not for now. Just do as we say, to make things easier for all of us." One of the men said to Laura.
"The boss hasn't even dealt with her yet, and she's shaking all over already. I wonder what would become of her when the torture starts." Another man said as he gave Laura a sharp look.
The men knew she was doomed for sure. All of those they had taken to see Ciara, never had a pleasant end.
One of the men moved closer to Laura and removed the tape on her mouth.
"But who - who is your boss?" Laura asked amidst fear.
"Just shut up! You'll find out everything you need to know when we get there." The man who seemed like the leader, raised his voice at her.
He hated being asked questions.
Laura reluctantly followed the men out, as there was nothing she could do.
Fighting those well built and hefty men was the last thing she would ever do.
After they got into the car, Morris, the leader, grabbed a blindfold and tied it around her eyes.
The dungeon where Ciara had conversations with her guests, was right in her mansion.
It was an underground basement built by very good engineers. The main dungeon for torturing her enemies was located far away from her home.
Ciara kept to her word of leaving work for home early. In a couple of minutes, she arrived at the underground basement in her home.
Although electricity was connected to the dungeon, it was dimly lit in order to place fear in the heart of her victims.
When she stepped into the dungeon, she sighted Laura tied to a chair with her blindfold still on. In the dungeon, several human bones were hanging as an interior decoration. It was indeed a gory sight to behold there.
Suddenly, Laura began to hear footsteps of someone approaching her. About three minutes later, her blindfold was taken off.
Even though the blindfold was taken off already, she still had a blurry vision because her eyes were covered for a long time.
On seeing the lady she sent her assassin's to murder in front of her, her heart sank. Laura was shocked to her bones. She knew she was done for this time around.
Ciara, who was wearing her usual mask, spoke coldly to her.
"Hello Laura, nice to meet you again. Don't you think fate has a way of bringing people together?" Ciara asked, wearing a wicked smile.
Laura couldn't utter a word as she was still in shock. She kept sweating profusely.
"I love to have fun but you're being so boring. I haven't even laid a finger on you yet and you're already shivering all over. What if I do?"
Ciara's men laughed at the hidden meaning of her words.
"You slut! How dare you kidnap me even after disgracing me in public? Just wait till I get out of here, I'll kill you with my own hands." Laura fumed.
Right that moment, Morris landed a slap on her face.
"Don't you ever speak to boss in that manner again! You ought to beg her to spare your life, instead of spewing empty threats that can get you killed in a second." Morris fired at her.
"Shut up loser! You have no life of your own, other than to remain a dog to her. You have no right to hit me or talk back at me!" Laura fired back.
"I see you've got a sharp mouth. Well all others like you never had a good end. I'm very sure you would end up like them sooner or later." Morris sneered.
"Quit all these lectures and teach her some lessons, Morris!" Ciara ordered.
"Hey you two, I'll be needing your help in pulling her front teeth. That would definitely be the perfect lesson to teach someone that runs her mouth, even at the sight of death." Morris said, as he called two of his colleagues to lend him a helping hand.
In a twinkle of an eye, they got a strong chain and bound Laura with it. Right that moment Morris took pliers and pulled her front teeth, one by one.
Laura thought it was all an empty threat earlier but it dawned on her that it was reality.
The pain was hell for Laura. She screamed and cried in pain as each of her teeth was roughly removed. Morris made it more unbearable for her by giving her wicked smiles. After pulling out all of her front teeth, Morris poured vinegar into her mouth.
Laura screamed in agony. She gripped her skin tightly with her sharp nails to endure the pain but they only left marks on her body.
"What more can you do to me after disfiguring me? Kill me? Speak up, you slut! You dare disfigure me, so you could have a chance with my Desmond." Laura blurted out despite the deep pains she was feeling and the intense bleeding in her gum. She was still delusional that the young lady was interested in her man.
Immediately, Morris landed a hard slap on her cheek. He had never come across someone this strong headed all his life, since he had been working for Ciara.
"I admire your bravery but I never knew you were so dumb to compare my boss to yourself. I'm sure you wouldn't dare to look in the mirror anymore." Morris said mockingly.
Ciara took off her mask and headed towards Laura, walking majestically.
Laura pinched herself to see if she was dreaming or not.
The figure approaching her was the famous Ciara Arthur. The CEO of the Arthurs corporation.
The lady that gruesomely disfigured her was the rude b***h that made her father's company go bankrupt.
"You're not dreaming Laura. I'm the same person, with the mask on. The only heir of the Arthurs, Ciara Arthur!" Ciara said, as she revealed her identity.
Laura was mute and stared in shock.
"If I remember well, you were threatening me with your father's wealth and influence. It is not new to anyone in the country that your father's company went bankrupt and is at the verge of folding up. So is there something you're not telling me?" Ciara mocked.
"There's nothing interesting about having a bankrupt company. You should boast about better things, next time." Morris chirped in rudely.
Seeing the situation, Laura decided to switch to a soft cat.
"Miss Ciara, please forgive me for my wrong doings and spare my life. It won't happen again ma'am. I just hope you can have mercy on me and let me go." She said, as she shed crocodile tears.
Ciara knew Laura decided to use a softer approach because her life was at stake at the moment.
"There's no word like MERCY in my dictionary. I have never pardoned any of my victims in the past and you wouldn't be an exception either."
"But you offended me first! It's all your fault!" She fired back rudely forgetting that she was in the process of apologizing.
"Boss, let's handle her. I can't bear this heat of disrespect pouring on you." Morris suggested, with anger all over his face.
"Well, It's obvious that despite removing a good number of her teeth, she is still rude and running her mouth. Do whatever you wish to her!" Ciara ordered.
Morris eyed Laura wickedly and beckoned on the men he had called earlier for help.
"Let's teach her a lesson by chopping off her thumb and pinky finger." Morris said, while observing Laura's right hand.
The men pinned her down in a comfortable position, so they could chop her fingers off with ease. But Laura didn't make things easy for them, as she kept struggling.
"Hey! If you keep struggling, don't blame me for being heartless if you lose all of your fingers in the process." Morris warned as he chopped off two of her fingers enthusiastically despite her deafening screams.
Laura could no longer bear the pain, so she began to plead desperately.
"Aunt, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please spare my life, I don't want to die. It was all my fault, I was wrong to have treated you that way. It won't happen again, I swear!" she wept bitterly.
"You don't have to beg for your life. I'm in a good mood today, so I'll let you go."
"Thanks so much Aunt."
Laura wasn't sincere with her apology, as she made up her mind to get back at Ciara once she let her go.
The men were shocked at Ciara's words. That was the first time their boss would say such words to any of their victims.
While they were still in shock, Ciara dropped a bombshell.
"I never said I was going to spare your life. It would be good for you if you do not misinterpret my words!"
The men regained composure and smiled.
This was the real Ciara Arthur speaking.
Laura was shocked to her bones.
Didn't she just say that she was going to let her go? Why did she take back her words all of a sudden?
"Then w-what did you mean by s-saying that you would let me go?" She asked, while stammering in between her words.