Smitten for you

ALIZA RAEES

“ahhhh” I heard a familiar voice that screamed and turned to look at the person, hifza. I sighed and looked at her with eyes full of anger “I told you to not leave the car and come here” I said while making a moon pattern on the man’s wrist with a piece of a broken glass

I killed this man while his skull was broken into pieces and his rib was misplaced his eyes blooding and there were no hands as I cut them off and was now scribbling on them while sitting by crossing my legs, his blood was everywhere in the house and all over at my clothes and hands which I was hating now his one leg was damaged due to the non-stop hitting of hammer on his knee and one leg was missing because I cut that too

He was a scene to watch, a sight. an art, an art created by me, MOON. That’s what some people call me, I smirked and looked at him “hifza go from here” I said to hifza whose eyes we’re full of fear, I warned her not to come out of the car and keep on checking the laptop but she came, she knows I kill people but I never ever let her touch a single body because she doesn’t deserves to kill someone, besides she’s too innocent and why should she kill the people? I am enough for them.

I took his body and it’s part in a suit case and wore gloves to carry the suit case outside I asked hifza to wear gloves as she did, I applied an acid on her gloves and foot wear so that there won’t be even a trace of anyone coming here and doing all these things, she removed the strand of her front dyed hairs and went out of the house like she’s going somewhere as she was dressed like the man who’s house this is, as if the man went out for a vacation with the bag

As she left while sitting in the car and drove off, I wore my gloves and footwears applying the acid on them , I carefully poured the acid mixture I’d concocted onto the floor, watching as it dissolved the bloodstains into nothingness. My formula, a blend of hydrofluoric and sulfuric acids, with more toxic acids was designed to destroy every trace of evidence. I’d tested it before, and it never failed.

The acid hissed and bubbled as it devoured the organic matter, leaving the floor spotless. I scrubbed every inch with a specialized brush, ensuring no residue remained. The smell of bleach and burning metal filled the air, but I knew it would dissipate soon.

As I rinsed the floor with cold water, the acid’s effectiveness became clear. No stains, no discoloration, no signs of struggle. Just a pristine, gleaming surface. My secret was safe.

I’d taken every precaution: gloves, mask, and a change of clothes. No DNA, no fingerprints, no evidence left behind. The investigators would find nothing. I’d made sure of it

I came out with the secret exit and jumped from the wall not before cleaning it too and then rode off with my bike “click the keyboards Esc key” I texted hifza as the CCTVS were hacked and was showing what I wanted it to but now that we are out of the area I resumed the footage normally,Ending the fake footage loop.

As we met near a serene Street, we didn’t went in our pent houses we have separately but in the underground house we have– to be on a safer side, we entered in a forest as our bike and car were in its full speed we entered in the middle of a ground and I tapped on the ground in a specific rhythm as the ground opened and I and hifza entered with our vehicles and parked them in the garage and then came out and we sat on the living room which was eerily quiet and cold due to the underground atmosphere

I closed my eyes as we sat there in silence but my phone buzzed with a notification and I looked at the text

“70 million kill smith, I’m ready” and I smirked so he’s ready. but I’m not because the amount is low

“90 million as you are my old client” I texted back

“Seriously client?” Hifza asked as she glanced at my phone texting him

“Yeah of course client” I sighed

“Aliza are you serious? We are not working in office we are killers and kill people so that we met our needs how come we have clients?”

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It’s okay hifza let me be happy by saying them client and let me be in peace for a night, tomorrow we have to go somewhere” I said and hifza left the room...

Killing someone to met our needs? Bullshit poor hifza doesn’t even know why I kill people. Sometimes I feel I am betraying her, but... Anyways just leave it.

So tomorrow another day of removing one person from this world, I think I know how to deal with this person I sighed and laid down on the couch because I can’t sleep,

“I’m going” hifza said in a low voice and I nodded keeping my one hand on my stomach and other on my forehead as I felt touching a scar on my stomach and my mind started regretting something...

AMAAN MALIK

“Amaan wakeup it’s time to go” I heard a voice in my sleep and stirred a little to shoo away the noise

“5 minutes more” I mumbled in my sleepy voice and yawned

“Mr.malik it’s already 9:15 the time we had to be there was 9 we are already 15 minutes late”

“Fine” I said getting up from my bed in an annoying way and went straight to the washroom

After coming out I wore my favorite navy blue shirt and khaki pants I wore my rolex dayton, paul newman watch and got ready as I came down from my apartment

I glanced at zubair who was sitting on the bonnet of the car waiting for me I wore my persol Sunglasses and went towards him he jumped from the car and went towards the driving seat I sat on the passenger seat and again saw my phone ringing, I switched off my phone and kept it on the dashboard

I don’t know who the fuck is this moon she is already ruining my sleep since 1 year....

I want to sleep peacefully,but couldn’t and if I can’t then I’ll not let her sleep peacefully too, “I promise to my self that I will catch her in this week” I said in my mind

We reached at crime branch soon, all the inspectors and detectives were already there the station recieved a phone call for another murder case from another city, I was shocked how can someone kill anyone with so much ruthlessness? My thoughts came to hault as Our senior Mr. Azmi, ordered me and zubair to go and investigate the body

When we reached there we saw the body covered with salt dissolving all the evidence the body was already finished only it’s skeleton was present I ordered zubair to quickly call the forensic team

“sir the team is here” said zubair the team soon started doing investigation but they couldn’t find any evidence regarding culprit and victim as well, soon we took the skeleton and some left over body part to laboratory for DNA test

“Sir what we will do now? Aren’t we going to catch the culprit?” Zubair asked “we will soon just give me 1 week or maybe 1 month” I answered “But how? Are you going to search the culprit by cctv?but there’s no cctv surveillance here as far as I know ”

“Nope, I know who the culprit is but sometimes to find the culprit we need them to make them fall in our love first” I winked at him and he was shocked

“but how are you sure that she is a female?”

“because I know”

“what if you fall for her then?”

“don’t worry it’s just a mission I’ll work as an undercover I won’t fall for a serial killer” zubair just nodded and I shared him all my plans and how I found the culprit

I’m determined to make her fall in love with me, but I know it won’t be easy. My subconscious warns me: “Be careful, you might break her heart.” But I counter with: “Where was that heart when she was killing people ruthlessly, without a thought for their loved ones?”

HIFZA SHEIKH

As we reached the sea shore after killing the guy we saw a man standing with a bag on his shoulder, staring at me and aliza I was very afraid of why he was staring at us like that

I told aliza about him she soon reached towards him and the guy smiled at her by extending his hand “Hey, I am Ali, an artist I am painting some pictures here would you mind if I paint you both? ” He said “yeah sure we would love it” I said excitingly but aliza was not sure about it I forced her to let him paint us coz we never clicked any picture after we crossed 20 and she agreed but still she was not at ease she still had a doubt on this man

Soon he painted our beautiful portrait but he also drew some red kind of thing near our hands aliza asked him about this but he said that he had done this by mistake we took our painting from him as he gifted that to us and he also asked aliza’s number but she refused

“Aliza why didn’t you gave him your number he was so good looking may be he can be the one for you” I teased her as we reached home and settled in her room but she ignored me “Hifza i think something is wrong, I mean why he painted only us in the whole shore and he also asked my number the most weird thing is that he also drew some type of blood near our hands something is wrong” She expressed “yeah pretty sure he likes you darling” I teased her .

“Whatever but if you see him in future by any coincidence just ignore him and don’t you dare to ever contact him” She said me in a threatening voice “okay okay I know he’s yours don’t worry I will not snatch him from you” I said “just shut up do you want me to Kick you out Of this house” She threatend me and went outside from her room in just seconds knowing she is capable of Doing That

As I came out I received someone’s text and my hands went cold

“She wants to meet you” The text said why? I don’t want to meet her

“Tell her she’s can’t and if she don’t listen then say her I died” I replied while returning to my room, the moment I got to know about her I died, the feeling was dead it wasn’t a good thing for me

AHMAR MALIK

It was 5 in the morning when I received a phone call from my lawyer, informing me that I could lose the case. But who would emerge victorious? I was determined to find out.

At 9 a.m., I woke up, got ready by 10, and reached the court for my final call. Today was the day I would learn whether I would be jailed or not.

As I entered the court, I saw a lawyer standing with the victim. I knew he wasn’t really a victim; what I had done to him was harmful, but it was part of my job.

“Good morning,” Umar said.

“Morning,” I replied. “Who’s she? Is she the one who’s winning the case?”

“Yeah, she’s the one,” Umar said. “Her name is Zarin Saeed. She’s really powerful and competitive. I’ve never lost a case before.”

I turned to see where Zarin was. She was standing with a lot of files in her hands, which were about to drop. I quickly reached out and took the files from her.

She stared at me unknowingly. “Who are you?” she asked.

“Your helper,” I replied.

“I haven’t hired any helper,” she said, curiosity etched on her face.

“Actually, I am the client of the lawyer standing there, opposing you,” I said, pointing to Umar.

Her expression changed. “Better say you’re the culprit.”

“Just drop it, name your price” I said putting my hands in my pants pocket

She suddenly took all the files from my hand and said, “Leave now, before things get worse. I’m not hungry for money; I support truth, and I’ll continue to support it.”

“But—” I began.

As I opened my mouth, she didn’t let me finish my sentence. “You’re wasting my time. You’re not even a worthy opponent.”

“That’s rich coming from someone who’s clearly out of their depth,” I replied.

Zarin’s eyes narrowed. “Don’t address me with such disrespect. You’ll address me as ‘counselor’.”

“You think you can intimidate me with your title?” I shot back.

Zarin’s voice turned cold. “I’ll have you disbarred.”

“Try me,” I said, winking.

Zarin’s expression turned fierce. “You’ll regret crossing me.”

“I’ll take you down,” I replied, walking away from her, wearing my sunglasses, as she glared angrily.