Episode No. 2 The Girl Whose Face Was Hidden

Stopping the car in the parking lot outside his building, Zaroon turned towards the girl whose face was hidden by her open hair. He had brought it with him, but now he was wondering if he really did it right. Pushing back all thoughts, he gently shook the girl's shoulder

''Is!! get up..... The tongue Ya Allah!!'' When she did not wake up even after ten minutes of struggle, only one solution came to Zaroon's mind. Opening the door on his side, he carefully picked up the girl in his arms and locked the car and entered the building. The receptionist and the people around were looking at him in surprise. If he was the previous Zaroon, it does not matter to him, but there was a big difference between the two before and now.

The eyes of these people and the meaning hidden in them. Zaroon was surrounded by a lot of shame. Surely they were considering this girl as a call girl or a one night stand.

Ignoring their talking eyes, he entered the elevator in line with his nose, which was full of people. He could feel many staring eyes on his back, but he thought it best to ignore it. The elevator now stopped at Zaroon's floor. There were only four people in the elevator at that time. Zaron, the unconscious girl in his arms and the two girls standing behind Zaron, Maggie and Sylvia. Maggie was looking at Zaroon with very piercing eyes while Sylvia smiled at Maggie.

Sylvia knew better how much Maggie was interested in Zaron, but Maggie did not have the courage to tell Zaron her heart condition till now. Her love was not for Zaroon, but for the bank balance that allowed her to live a comfortable life.

As soon as the lift opened, Zarun reached his apartment, ignoring Maggie's stares, and with great difficulty took out the card from his jacket pocket and swiped it into the lock, due to which the door opened. Closing the door with the help of his leg, he entered

"Looks like your Mr. Perfect's night is going to be very colorful!" Sylvia said while laughing at Maggie, on which Maggie glared at her with angry eyes, but Sylvia didn't take it.

Throwing a glance at Zaroon's door with hatred and anger, she also entered the apartment.

That you have found him. You have succeeded in finding the peace of my heart!'' Bahadur Khan said again

"Sir, he..." Majid became silent, then Bahadur Khan narrowed his eyes and stared at him

"So you failed, Majid. This time too you have faced failure! Bahadur Khan shook his head in regret

"Where did I say, Majid, that if you fail this time, death will be your gift!" Hearing Bahadur Khan's words, Majid's feet began to tremble

"Sir, he is." Come, the last chance..'' Before Majid's words were finished, the bullet from Bahadur Khan's gun went out from the other side, tearing his shoulder.

Majid ran. And sat on the ground holding his bloody shoulder. Bahadur Khan calmly put the gun in its place and pressed a buzzer on the table. As soon as the buzzer was pressed, five or six people entered. Seeing Majid falling on the ground, they all stopped and looked at Bahadur Khan

Pick it up. And throw it in the basement. I want to hear his screams. Until it dies

"No sir. no.... Mmm, sorry sir. I'm sorry" Majid groaned in pain while Bahadur Khan closed his ears.

"Muzamil!!" One of them was stopped by Bahadur Khan

"Yes!!" He stood politely

One month long. You have one month. Do anything. Just find him anyway. I need that. In any case.... Do you understand?'' Bahadur Khan warned while lighting a cigar, then Muzamil nodded his head

As Muzamal left, Bahadur Khan took out an envelope from the draw of the table, out of which some pictures fell on the table.

All those pictures were of a young young girl. Dark brown silky hair which she had left loose. Deep, big hazel eyes. Small nose and beautiful pouty lips

Bahadur Khan exhaled deeply

"Ah Rose Ah!!! How beautiful you are, just like your name, like a rose. He focused his devilish eyes on the picture, and with the help of his thumb, he began to caress the face in the picture.

One month rose. It has been a month since I became your prisoner. Your innocence, your beauty. This human being has become a slave to your beauty. and U..... You are hiding as if you were never there. But it doesn't matter my dear. Just a few more days. Once you come within my reach. I will take account of all my insecurities from you. You have made me your slave by doing something. Just meet once. I will keep the whole world at your feet" Bahadur Khan was talking like a madman when loud shouting was heard from outside.

Phew What now?!" He went out of the office and found his son in the lounge, who was now staring at him with red eyes.

"Sher Khan, what are you doing here?" Bahadur Khan asked without any impression

"This is my question to you, what are you doing here?"

"Don't forget that I am your father!" warned Bahadur Khan

"Father!!" The lion shook his head

"You promised mom that you will come home tonight. How long has that poor thing been waiting for you and you are here!''

"Hey Mere Sher Jawan Mein Bus Ahi Raha Tha Ek Party Thei Ai Hoon" said Bahadur Khan putting Sher Khan next to him

The man hated his wife as much as he loved his sons. After all, they were his sons, his servants. But how much they both loved their mother, Bahadur Khan knew very well and that is why he kept this woman with him till now.

"So you're coming, isn't it?"

He was like that. The tiger was very sensitive. He wanted to see his parents together as a happy family

But Bahadur Khan's attitude towards his wife went from bad to worse as the addiction to power started to develop

The worst addiction in this world is power and money. When this intoxication reaches the soul, a person crosses all limits of indifference and his conscience always sleeps forever.