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This is not a fantasy.

She blinks her eyes rapidly when she stepped out of those metal doors that had chained her inside of them for years. She allows her eyes to adjust to the sunlight and the sense of freedom that the air carries around of her. Even if the air was hot it only seems to excite her because her body was finally free from the nightmare she has lived in for years now.

She turns her head to the sky inhaling deeply and different scent entering in her nose filling her with so many emotions.

"Make sure you never do any crime to come back here again". Her wander snapped, "I don't wish to babysit again".

She smiles at her, "Will do, Ma'am".

Yes, she was a prisoner.

She hops around as she holds her old bag on her shoulder that was taken from her when she was placed in prison. She merely took a turn to the side when a car stopped and few built men came in front of her pushing her inside the van harshly. She didn't even have time to realise until it actually happened, that she was kidnapped.

Her breathing hitched as she realises and the men only glare at her making it hard for her to remain sane. The entire time she tried to use the method that she had learned while being in jail however eventually she passed out.

Her eyes open again blinking and groaning with everything coming back to her. She looks around the empty warehouse and she was tied to the chair.

"Zeenat Imaan". She heard a voice that made her shiver as her eyes turns to look at the man who sits on the chair crossed legs looking at her

He had a smirk on his face and she can make out that he had a bit of beard and with the light falling on him that comes from the few creeks he was handsome maybe even more. His three-piece expensive suit and the watch on his hand was enough to tell her that she was in big trouble.

"Y-Yes?". Her voice crooked as she tries to hide her fear

"Do you know who I am?". The man asked and his deep voice echo through the silence and the two men beside him look at her glaring hard

"Um, no?". Because she realises she hasn't been in contact with many people before or after being in Jail

The man laughs and his laughs weren't anywhere pleasant it was more of a mockingly laugh as his eyes hardened looking at her, "So, you forgot the man whose mother you killed?".

Her heart stilled.

Her eye widens at his words as the realisation finally starts to sink in and her mind running with possibilities.

"P-Please--". She pleaded to hear a loud crash that made her close her eyes tightly

She feels him roughing holding her hair as her eyes open looking deep in his black eyes that held the fury she had never seen before.

"Please what, huh?. Please what?". He said pulling on her hair as she screams in pain, "This is nothing to the pain I felt when I found my mother was dead. And I will make sure you pay for it until your last breath".

Guess she wasn't free after all.

"W-Why are you doing this?. I have already spent half my life in prison". She cried, "I haven't even done anything--".

That's when she was slapped hard, "You killed an innocent person and you have the audacity to say you haven't done anything".

"You don't understand. Please--". She started only to receive another slap