Innocent in Mafia's Web

With the first ray of the morning, Ayzel went to his study. She has already packed her small luggage. This time she was determined to leave this place as soon as possible. Only she and her lord knew how she had spent the last night.

"I am leaving you, your job, and this place forever. There is my three-month salary which I am supposed to give on the sudden resignation."

Fortunately, Asma Khala and Aliya were not there. How would she tell them? And poor Burhan was also unaware that his sister is leaving this place forever.

"This is my last day of the job here. I never thought this would end like this." she wiped her tears and turned to leave. She was afraid that Zain would lock her here.

"you are right and wrong at the same time, Miss Ayzel." Zain's calm and dominant voice stopped her. She turned back to listen to him.

"This was supposed to be your last day of the job here. And in the end, you made it bad with your own decision." he paused and said some final words.

"Mark my words Miss Ayzel not every ending is an end. Sometimes the ending means a new beginning." His words made her shudder.

What is the meaning? She couldn't decipher the hidden storm beneath his calm face.

Ignoring him, she moved to exit. An eerie silence was prevailing in the mansion. The sound of air was prominent there. The mansion was weirdly more hollow and empty. She could not see anyone. When she reached the gate, surprisingly no guard was there either. What is the mystery behind it?

She was dragging her suitcase and aimlessly walking on the road. In anger, she left, but now she has no place to go. She tried to call Sameer, but his number was unavailable. Going back to the orphanage was not an option either.

She covered a distance of miles. Suddenly a van stopped her way. She was horrified now.  A man came out, and before she could react, he sprayed something on her face and she fainted.

Poor,.helpless girl was abducted. But who was her enemy to do such a thing to her?

Slowly she gained consciousness. At first, she could not understand anything. She tried to move her limbs, but then a harsh reality hit her. Her limbs were bound. She bounded like an untamed animal through ropes on a chair. Dread and horror spread through her mind and body. She struggled but only to hurt herself.

The room was dark, only a single bulb was hanging on the ceiling above her, providing light.

"Help"

"Help"

"Is there someone?"

"Let me go!"

She was screaming for help. But no one came to save the innocent soul.

After some time, she saw a silhouette of a man coming in her direction.

Was he a foe or helper?

She struggled more.

But that sillhaute was of Zain. Now she can see him. A smile of hope came on her lips. Her heart rejoiced.

"Sir you came. Ya, Allah shukar (thanks). Sir, please untie me. I don't know who kidnapped me. Please help me, save me." she said frantically.

But Zain did not make a single move. He was keenly observing the show of her helplessness. His face was emotionless.

Stoic and stone face.

"Sir?" a lump formed in her throat.

And truth hit her like a force equal to a ship against an iceberg.

"So...it..is..you behind my kidnapping?" she merely whispered. She was praying that he would deny her blame. But a sudden dark smile on his face proved her right.