A man is tied up upside down in the dark room. He is screaming and howling in immense pain because two men are beating him with the hot rod mercilessly. Two muscular men in the black shirt and trousers are standing at the door with the rifle in their hands.

A tall man in a black tuxedo marched into the room with a sullen expression, his eyes are smouldering with rage and his brows are knitted. He's Andrew Anderson, a rude, arrogant, aggressive, ruthless and dominating Mafia Boss, a frightening man. The whole world is under his feet. Nobody has ever dared to disobey him. Everybody is afraid of him. He is the most powerful person on this earth. He very well knows how to control people and their life.

One more man stepped into the room following him.  He is also dressed up in a black suit. He's Mike, Andrew's right hand. Andrew trusts nobody except him and he has earned that trust, he's like a brother to him. Mike can do anything to protect his boss, his priority is Andrew.

The men who were beating the tied man, as they saw Andrew, stopped their work and stood facing him, bowing their heads down obediently.

Andrew opened the buttons and took off his coat, striding toward the tied-up men. He was killing him with his deadly glare. He handed his coat to one of the men who were beating the tied-up man. He stood in front of him and rolled up the sleeves of his black shirt. He fisted his hands before punching him hard nonstop with outrage like he was taking his anger out on him. He screamed in pain.

"Tell me whom you were giving our secret information?" He asked in a stern tone and gritted his teeth. "You deceived me, and you know I hate the people who betray Andrew Anderson."

He picked up the pistol from the table and pointed at the bleeding man, glaring at him in fury. "You're telling me or you want to die." The man's eyes dilated in horror.

"I, I was giving information to Mr Richard." He shuttered and told him everything.

Andrew frowned and directly shot him in the middle of his forehead.

"This happens to the people who betray me. Either I kill them without thinking twice or make them beg to kill them by making their life living hell." He growled loudly before storming out of the room.

He walked into the luxurious guest room and a girl is already waiting for him. She's wearing an exposed dress with high heels, all ready to serve the mafia boss. He comfortably sat on the sofa and the girl walked toward him sexily. She knelt in front of him, he's giving her a sullen look. She slowly unbuckled the belt.

He yanked her hair and bawled at her, "do your work fast and get lost from here. I don't have the whole day to see your ugly face."

The girl shivered in fear and hurriedly opened his jeans button before pulling it down. First, she sucked him and then rode over him. He does sex to release his anger and stress.

He stepped out of the room, closing the button of his jeans. He directly strode to his lavish bedroom, his room is also dark and mysterious like him.

A maid is cleaning his room. She's his oldest maid and only she's allowed to enter his room. Her name is Marie, she's old and Andrew respected her.

"Take out my clothes, I have to leave for the meeting." He ordered and she gave him a slight before strolling to his walk-in closet. He went to take a quick shower.

He took off his clothes and stepped into the shower. He's standing, placing his hands on the wall, his eyes are closed. He has a hot and tempting muscular body and six-pack abs. The water was cascading down his body and relaxing his muscles. He's thinking about the person whom he killed today. He's not understanding why he betrayed him, he was one of his best men. He still can't believe he was leaking their information to his rivals.

He walked out of the bathroom, a white towel wrapped around his waist. His fresh black tuxedo is kept on the bed. He yanked the towel and tossed it on the sofa before wearing his suit. He only wears black clothes because there is no colour in his life. His life is colourless and filled with darkness.

He wore the watch, standing in front of a huge mirror and combed his jet-black hair.

***

A hot and attractive girl in a strapless sexy black dress is sitting at the bar counter with a group of her friends. Her long hair is straight and coloured in the chocolate brown shade and falling on her back. Her eyes are big and intoxicating, she has sharp and sensuous lips, her nose is straight and her cheeks are chubby. She has been blessed with a heavenly beautiful and attractive face. She's catching everybody's attention because of her stylish and alluring personality. She's sitting holding the glass of wine in her hand.

"So see you tomorrow, Chloe." Her friends left after hugging her.

She felt like her heart skipped beating when suddenly her eyes fell on the hot and tempting man who is sitting in the private cabin with the few people who are well dressed up like him. He's non-other Andrew Anderson. It's his club. He has clubs and lounges all over the world. He's attending a meeting at his club.

She was gawping at his attractive face and body without blinking her eyes. She is completely spelt by his sexy and perfect look. She can't stop herself from admiring him. She bit her lower lip as she saw his sensuous and sexy lips. She felt a sudden urge to feel them over her lips and kiss them hardly.

"This man is so damn hot and mysterious, completely my type. I wish he notices me." She murmured to herself, observing every moment of him keenly like she is spying on him.

Suddenly he moved his dark and intense eyes to her and she instantly lowered her gaze. She again looked back at him and their eyes met. She got lost in his intense and bewitching black eyes. She forgot about the whole world.

"Why this girl is staring at me like this?" He wondered, raising his brows suspiciously. He doubted her.

"Fuck! This man is the death of me." She murmured to herself, shaking her head, and then looked away. She gulped down the full glass of wine in one go.

Andrew gestured one of his men to come to him. The man immediately strode to him and bent down. He asked him to take that girl to the secret room because he wanted to interrogate her.

Two of his men are forcibly dragging Chloe to the secret room. "Where are you taking me, fucking idiots? I'm warning, leave me or else you both have to face the consequences." She warned them sternly.

"Our boss wants to interrogate you." One of his men informed her and she frowned, not knowing who is their boss. If she had known, she would have happily gone with them because she wants an opportunity to meet him.

"Fuck your boss and fuck you." She growled at them and hit their crotch with her knees. She fought with them like a ninja as like she is well trained.

She blew her hair away from her face after knocking them down. They both are groaning in pain lying on the floor.

"I warned you both." She evilly smiled at them, straightening her dress and long black hair. She marched from there in attitude after glancing at them for the last time.

Andrew stepped into the secret room and his eyes widened in shock as he found his men lying on the floor, beaten up.

"Who did this with you both and where is that girl?"He asked in anger.

They both glanced at each other shamefully, they are scaring to answer their boss that they were beaten up by a girl. Their silence is making him angrier.

"Are you both going to answer me or now you want me to beat you both?" He bawled at them in fury.

"Tha-that girl bea-beat us, boss." One of the men shuttered in fear.

"What! That girl beat you both?" He asked in shock and disbelief.

"So I was right that girl is a spy, a normal girl can't fight with my well-trained men like this." He murmured to himself, warily musing on the wall.

"Boss, I think something is wrong with that girl. That bitch beat us like this." One of his men uttered, still lying on the floor.

"No, you both are useless bitch, a girl beat you, shame on you both. I never want to see both of your faces again." He chided them before storming out of the room in fury.

He called Mike, searching for her in the club. He also ordered his men to search her.

"Hello."

As Mike answered the call, he ordered him. "Mike, reach here ASAP."

"Okay, boss." He disconnected the call and slipped the phone into his pocket.

"Boss, the guard informed me that she has left." His man informed him and he stared straight with a serious look.

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Mike and Andrew are standing in the security room. They are watching the CCTV footage.

When Chloe stepped into the club in the footage, he uttered, "Pause it." The security guard instantly paused the video.

"I want to know everything about her." He pointed at her in the CCTV footage and ordered Mike.

"Okay, Boss, your work will be done." He replied, staring at the girl in the footage. Andrew is also staring at her, lost in deep thoughts.

The next day, the file of her information is on his table. He is reading about her keenly, sitting in his study room. Mike is standing in front of him. Her name is Chloe Walker, she is a fashion blogger, a strong and independent woman, handling her dad's business. No information helped him.

He closed the file, disappointment is vividly visible on his face.

Mike assumed, "Boss, the girl is not a spy, I think."

Andrew moved his dark eyes to him and shook his head. "No, Mike, I have a gut feeling that this girl is hiding something, the way she was staring at me yesterday and how she beat up our men in the club." He said in a serious tone and Mike listened to him attentively.

"Now I'll talk to her myself in my way. You mentioned that she visits my club every weekend. So she will come tonight also?" He asked and Mike nodded. Then Andrew told him the plan.

"Get ready to meet the Mafia Boss, Miss Chloe Walker." His sensuous lips curved to an evil grin.

***

Andrew reached the club in no time at night he got a call from his man and he told him that Chloe has arrived at the club.

Today she's wearing a strapless red jumpsuit with black heels. She's looking graceful and classy in her attire. Her hair is tied up in a high ponytail. She's strolling to the washroom.

As she stepped into the washroom, somebody locked it from outside.

"What the fuck, who locked me here." She muttered in anger and tried to open the door.

"So you're here." As a deep voice reached her ear, she instantly turned around and widened her eyes in amazement after seeing him. She wasn't expecting him. She can't stop herself from again gawping at him and her heartbeat quickened. He is looking so deadly handsome in the black tuxedo. She can't resist his charm.

"So tell me, for whom do you work?" He asked in a stern tone, striding toward her.

"I work for myself, I'm my boss." She answered him honestly, gazing at him.

"Why are you spying on me?" He questioned her, standing a few steps away from her.

She narrowed her brows, confused. "Why I'll spy on you?" She asked him, clueless.

"I watched you staring at me last night, so don't you dare lie to me." He warned her after moving dangerously close to her face. Her heart almost skipped beating because of their proximity and she gazed into his mysterious black eyes.

"It's your fault." Now he narrowed his brows in confusion. "You're so hot, I was checking you out." She answered him honestly but he didn't believe her.

He moved away from her and his lips drew up to a sexy smirk and she's dead.

"So you won't answer to me so easily." He took out the gun from his pocket and pointed it at her. "Tell me the truth or die."

Her eyes dilated in shock as she saw the gun but answered him with full confidence. "You're looking even hotter with the gun in your hand. I'm not lying, I was just checking you out last night."

He is annoyed because she is not getting scared of him.

He gritted his teeth and asked, "If you aren't lying then how did you beat my trained men like this?"

"Because I'm trained better than them for the self-defence." He rolled his eyes after listening to her answer.

"You're wasting my time. If you're not spying on me, then you shouldn't be visible near my club." He warned her and put the gun back into his pocket.

"What? Why can't I come to this club? You're hot but you're nobody to stop me from coming here." She freaked out.

"I'm the owner of this club and a man whom people are afraid of." He growled at her after moving close to her face.

"But I'm not afraid of you." She sassed directly, looking into his eyes. He rolled his eyes, annoyed.

"Tell me, your real motive." He again asked because still he isn't convinced that she is not spying on him.

"Okay, I'm telling my real motive." As she uttered, his eyes glinted with triumph.

"Now you're coming to the point. I knew there is some real motive behind beating my man and staring at me last night."

She moved closer to his ear and whispered, "my real motive is to seduce you because you're awakening my inner desires with your dangerous and mysterious personality."

A shiver rushed down his spine as her warm breath caressed his ear. She moved away from him, smiling. He gave her a deadly glare before turning and calling his man.

"Open the door." He disconnected the call after saying this.

She is again admiring him with her eyes filled with desires. She is utterly hypnotised by his hotness and mysterious personality. Today he pointed the gun at her, but still, she's scared of him because she's scared of nothing. She's a fearless woman. Life made her strong and fearless.

The door opened and Andrew turned around. "You shouldn't be seen here again." He warned her in a serious tone before marching out of the room.

"I'm not scared, I'll come here again and again to see you, hottie. I want to see how will you stop me." She murmured to herself and a mischievous smile flashed on her gorgeous face.

At night Andrew is sitting on the royal king chair and smoking a cigarette, musing straight. He has a serious look on his face. Three buttons of his black shirt are opened and giving a clear view of his strong body. He's looking ruggedly handsome.

He is pondering about Chloe, "that girl is mysterious. When I pointed the gun at her, I saw no fear in her eyes and the way she fought with my trained men, she can't be an ordinary girl. I have a strong doubt that she's a secret spy. I'll surely make her spill the truth."

***

The next day, Chloe parked her BMW car at the club and stepped out of it. She's looking deadly gorgeous in a tight-fitted white knee-length dress with white heels.

She walked into the club but the guard stopped her by holding her hand. She knitted her brows in fury and stared at him darkly.

She hastily grasped the arm of the guard behind his back. "How dare you touch me? Nobody has the right to touch me." She bawled at him with rage.

"I'm just doing my work, I'm instructed by my boss." As Guard said, she left his arm.

"You could have just asked me, you shouldn't have to hold my hand." She rebuked him.

Andrew is sitting in the back seat of his Mercedes car wearing shades and watching her keenly from the window. His two men are sitting in the front seat. Two more cars are standing with his car for his security. He's wearing a black tuxedo like always and his jet black hair is neatly coiffed.

As her eyes fell over him, her eyes shimmered and her lips stretched into a wide smile.

"So finally my motive of coming here is accomplished." She wondered, gazing at him.

She winked at him sexily and strolled to her car, clicking her high heels. He shook his head and asked his driver to follow her. He's following her with his two more cars.

She reached her mansion and as she stepped out of the car, he came in front of her, frowning.

A smile flashed on her face. "Are you following me, Mr handsome?" She moved the tip of her finger down his stubble, gazing at him.

He jerked her hand and thundered, "shut up, why did you again come to my nightclub when I warned you."

"My motive of coming there is fulfilled." Her lips curved to a sexy grin.

"What motive?" He asked in a serious tone.

"Motive of catching the glimpse you. I didn't expect you to follow me. But I'm glad because now I get a closer view of you. Your presence and your sexy look drive me insane, but I love it." He shook his head in disbelief, annoyed.

"Now you will see how I will make you spill out the truth. You're coming with me." He seized her wrist and dragged her to his car.

"Why are you forcing me? I'm ready to come with you willingly." As she said, he just glared at her.

His man opened the door as he reached for his car with her. His other men are sitting in their respective cars. She's just smiling at him.

"Now no word and sit inside the car." He instructed her sternly. He's fuming in anger because she's annoying him with her silly behaviour.

"Okay, Boss." She placed a finger on her lips and meekly nodded her head before sitting in the car.

They reached his mansion in no time. On the whole way to his mansion, she was gazing at his handsome face and irritating him with her looks.

He directly took her to his torture room by grasping her wrist. Her eyes dilated in shock as he switched on the light. The room is dark and filled with torture equipment. Now he's keenly observing her every expression.

"Is this a torture room? Did you torture people here?" She asked curiously, looking back at him. There is no fear in her eyes. Her eyes are filled with curiosity.

He became shocked when he saw no fear in her eyes. He thought she would get afraid of seeing the torture room but she's different, she's fearless.

"Yes, and now I'm going to torture you until you spill out the truth." He said, staring at her darkly.

"You will waste your time and I don't have any problem because I'll get more time to admire you." She grinned at him and he rolled his eyes, utterly annoyed.

"Now shut your mouth and sit on the chair." He stormed at her, pointing at the chair.

"Why are you shouting at me?" As she uttered, he gave her a deadly glare.

"I said, no word, Miss Walker." He growled, clutching his hands.

Now she rolled her eyes and strode to the chair. She can't deny the fact he looks hotter in anger. He came to her with the ropes and she is just gazing at him.

She's sitting on the chair and he is binding her wrist with the armrest. She's just gazing at him, her lips are drawn up to a smile of satisfaction.

Andrew is extremely shocked because she is not scared of him like others. She is flirting with him without any fear. He has never met a girl like her before in his life. This girl is full of surprises. She is different, strong and bold. But he's also extremely annoyed because she has a profound effect on him. He doesn't know why his heartbeat quickens whenever he moves close to her or touches her.

After tying her, he stood up and turned to walk after glaring at her. She's just smiling at him.

"Oh, Mr handsome, where are you going?" She shouted, but he strode out of the room, completely ignoring her like she's not audible to him.

Two men are standing outside of the room with the gun in their hands. He ordered one of his men to make her spill the truth by scaring her, but he clearly instructed him to don't use torture instrument on her, just use them to scare her. He doesn't know why he asked him to don't torture her. He became baffled. He's utterly unaware that the girl whom he tied in the torture room, is the only girl who is going to melt his heart in the near future.

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