Secret Villa~

The basement of the secret villa smelled of damp concrete, stale blood, and fear. A single flickering bulb swung lazily from the cracked ceiling, casting fractured shadows across the walls like restless ghosts. On the cold floor lay a man—broken, bruised, and trembling uncontrollably. His lips were split, one eye swollen beyond recognition, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth every time he tried to breathe properly. His entire body ached with barbaric agony, every bone screaming in protest after the merciless beating he had endured. Yet the pain was not what terrified him the most. No… it was the thought of the man he was about to face. Last night, he had made the gravest mistake of his miserable life—he had attempted to kidnap Inayat.