A Mafia's Captive

Chapter 4.

When Demon entered the basement, he saw a man tied to a chair, unconscious. The man looked like he had been tortured a lot. But Demon only had one thought in his mind: why did this man even think about that girl? He took one of the tools from the thousands lying there and pulled a nail from Kamal's finger. The pain made Kamal scream even in unconsciousness. Seeing Demon, Kamal’s body shivered.

“Please, Demon, let me go. I will give you as much money as you want,” Kamal begged. But Demon didn’t listen. He took out all the nails from Kamal’s hands and feet, one by one. Kamal lost consciousness again from the pain. Demon didn’t know what to do. He was angry, but he also wanted to watch him. Lost in his own feelings, he clenched his hair.

“You didn’t behave well, girl. If you disturb me like this, I will shoot you,” he thought.

The next morning, Demon was ready at the breakfast table. Haider couldn’t stop himself and asked, “Why are we not going to the farmhouse? You are all ready.”

Demon was thinking about the missing girls and replied, “Some families reported their daughters missing to the police, but many people turned away from them, thinking badly. It’s sad how people can reject their own daughters because of false pride. Anyone who wants to leave can go. If anyone wants to stay, make arrangements for them.”

When they entered the farmhouse, it was unusually quiet. Only Sophia was busy in the kitchen. Sophia, a 25-year-old girl, had been rescued by Demon like the other girls, but her family also didn’t accept her. Since then, she worked for Demon.

Seeing Demon there surprised Sophia, because he usually didn’t come for small matters.

“What’s the matter? Why is it so quiet? Is everything okay?”

“Yes, sir. The girls are scared. None of them came out of their rooms or ate,” Sophia replied worriedly. She sympathized with them because she had gone through the same thing.

“Okay, call the girls. Tell them to eat, and then they will be taken home,” Demon said.

All the girls came down, but Demon did not see the girl who had disturbed him since yesterday.

“All the girls are here,” Sophia said. “But one is not coming. Should I call her again?”

“No, you give them food. I will see her myself.”

Demon left Sophia and Haider surprised and went up the stairs.

When Demon entered the room, the girl was sitting quietly, looking better than yesterday. She wore a black suit that shone like silver. Her hair, which had disturbed Demon before, was now covered with a dupatta in a modest style.

She sat silently, not noticing Demon. He watched her quietly for a few moments, then stepped closer. He didn’t know how to talk to her, surprised at himself for thinking so much about her. Finally, he spoke:

“You didn’t go down for food?”

She replied in English, knowing he wouldn’t understand Urdu: “I’m not hungry. You go eat, then send me home.”

When she mentioned going home, tears came to her eyes.

Demon found her words strange but wanted to talk to her. If Haider saw him speaking so gently to a girl, he would faint. This was a different side of Demon, the Demon of death showing a softer side.

“Then where do you want to go? You can stay here if you want,” Demon asked.

“No, I don’t want to stay here. You already did a great favor by saving our lives. Please do one more small favor: I need a job.”

“Okay, you will get a job. But first, go eat. Then we can talk about it,” Demon replied.