miyukii

"This room lacked the perfume you usually wear, for so long."
A magnetic voice in her room spoke sharply which made her gulp with the fear of getting caught. 

She turned to see a man standing by the door who approached her with soul penetrating stare. 
"Why are you here?" 
She asked sounding stern when he got out of shadows which made his features look dark due to dim light.

"Why? Can't I come to meet you?" 
He asked while tilting his head and lifting her face by chin.
"Where did you go?”
He inquired after getting no reply from her as he focused on her breath getting uneven.

"I went to the garden for a stroll." 
She responded haphazardly looking into his flickering eyes which had a killing intent while she suppressed her gasps.

"In the middle of night? Tsk, Aleena come up with a good lie."
He spoke with a lopsided grin sending a chill down her spine and leaned over her face.

"Did you go to find him, my little angel?”
Upon hearing his words she gulped and pushed him with an impulsive reply.
"Yes, I did and you can't stop me, I will do whatever I want."

Daggers In Heart

Zain woke up in an unfamiliar place then it hit him that he was in the dungeon and facing the punishment of the crimes he did in past. Zain then thought

'goodness, it was hell, I barely slept last night due to the bad smell and dirty floor .i thought to live with commoners was hell but living in dungeons is harder than I expected'

Zain scanned the whole place to find a clean spot but found a clean rug in the place and later on when to spread it and sat on it waiting for the next day to rise and for him to get out of the jail but in dungeons everything second feels like a month.

Zain's heart was shattered and the broken heart was making his heart bleed. Broken heart and loneliness was making every seconds feel like century and that was also weird.

Aleena remain in his mind for long and her torture was killing him, the words were really a torture when he heard the untold secrets and the reason of her words was killing zain.

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