HER ONE AND ONLY

CHAPTER 2

                   @sanchanap

Hello my dear readers:),
I have a few things to share.
-Firstly,I thank you all for reading , voting and commenting on my story, thank you so much, it means a lot.
-Secondly, this is an unedited version and hence, you'll find many mistakes.Am very sorry for that. I have a wonderful editor with me , and she will help me out with this once our exams get over.
-Thirdly, I will not be able to update until my exams get over. I promise to update on the last day of my exam. That is on November 26th.

I thank all of you once again for supporting my story:) I hope this update lives upto your expectations.
Vote , comment and enjoy:)
Happy reading!!:)
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Mozarts' symphony echoed through the dimly lit spacious room in a hushed whisper. The room held a huge mahogany desk in the middle, with a royal chair behind it, which held none other than the devil himself. On the left side of the room near the entrance were two long plush black couches which were placed parellel to eachother with a teapoy in the middle. The room walls were painted black and it's atmosphere was dark and dangerous, just like the heart of the beholder, just like the heart of that ,cold blooded, arrogant criminal who was currently being seated on his royal chair right behind the mahogany desk, savouring the tune of Mozarts' master piece with his eyes shut.

He was dressed in a ruthlessly tailored black suit that enhanced his Greek God like body structure. He tapped his fingers on the arm rest to the tune of the symphony, which made the nerves on his hand raise up and sink back into the skin.

After a few minutes of musical encounter, he slowly opened his eyes only to be embraced by the dark walls around him. He liked darkness, it simply depicted his personality.

He bent over a little and grabbed the remote from the desk . He pressed a button facing it towards the music player attached on the wall, to turn the music off . He kept the remote on the desk and slid himself back into his chair. Tilting his head backwards, he shut his eyes replaying yesterday's event. An event which held a clear image of him shooting down bullets into the skull of Drake , a man who worked for his enemy,he had somehow managed to brainwash one of his most trusted men into working for them. As a ruthless man he is, he shot down Drake repeatedly even after him pleading for forgiveness. He never forgave anyone, it was this ruthless attribute of him that made him the most feared man in the city.

He took a deep breath, and all of a sudden these memories were wiped away and was replaced by a fifteen year old , black haired beauty who was laughing away to glory. She was laughing uncontrollably at him. Just like every other day she graced him with her charming presence. That painful breathless laughter stained her cheeks a light shade of pink and brought tears to her eyes. She clutched her stomach tightly and said,

"A..Alex s..stop that...oh..god."

His lips slowly lifted at the sides at the sound of her laughter, bringing a small smile on his sculpted face.

" Al..Alex!!"

"Boss, we have found the bastard. He's tied up in the basement."

Upon hearing this ,The Boss opened his eyes and straightened up in his chair.

"He is an insider. Yes? "

"Yes boss. It was Tobey who leaked the ..." before he could complete the sentence his boss pushed up from his chair and fumed out of the door towards the basement with the man following him.
The guards nodded their heads and opened the huge door to the basement for their boss.
Three armed men surrounded the room which was lit by a single white bulb that hung from the ceiling right above the captive's head. The captive was beaten up brutally and tied up to a wooden chair.
The boss slipped his hands into his pockets and made his way towards the tied up man and observed him for the longest time. There was an unsettling silence in the room, a silence that you expect before a storm and a silence that you experience before death. The boss motioned his eyes towards the door signalling his men to vacate the room. Within seconds all his men were gone leaving him with his prey. He withdrew his hands from his pockets and slowly dragged the chair in front of Tobey, the captive. He shrugged off his coat and placed it on the back of the chair, he removed the cuffs, rolled back his sleeves upto his elbows and removed his gun clicking it's safety off before he sat on the edge of the chair , placing his elbows on his knees . He kept the gun on his lap and Interlaced his fingers. He looked at the beaten up face of Tobey, which was covered up with blood and sweat.
Tobey lifted his head up slowly and met the strong steel gaze of his boss. Fear erupted through out his body and and a chill ran down his spine. He had cheated and now he had the face the deadly consequence. He was sure he would die , because The Hunter never gave second chances.
Deep dark green eyes stared right back at him, daring him to speak. His strong orbs pierced into his soul and just by his looks Tobey felt a whirlwind of emotions hit him.