WILD HEART

RUTHLESS

CHAPTER 1

The sun was falling behind the horizon from the terrace of his 40th-floor building. A man was kneeling in front of him with hands tied behind his back, dusty blood-stained clothes, his face blemished violet because of repeated punches he endured. His sin, he disrespected and betrayed Zayan Orsini by attempting to sell the blueprints of new aircraft models to a rival company.

"I- I am sorry Sir, I b- became greedy after hearing t- their offer!" He stammered, cowering in fear, shivering under his gaze. Two muscular bodyguards were standing behind still in their position along with his right hand or assistant Mir.

He stared at the cowering man with an evil smile but the fury in his forest green orbs couldn't be missed. He was standing there with a powerful aura that spread everywhere he went.

"You fucking stole the blueprints and then tried to sell it to my rivals. Do you forget who you work under? I am the only present king of this business, I can even blow this country with the snap of my fingers!" His eyebrows rise and green orbs darken almost the shade of emerald green.

"Whoever betrays me, I make sure to hang their heads in my office as a lesson for others!!" Zayan hissed, controlling the boiling rage inside his body.

"I b- beg y… yo- you pleas...e spare my life,I h-have a family!" The man pleaded.

"Spare your life, you are asking the wrong person because I FUCKING HATE BETRAYALS AND LIARS!!" Zayan roared before pulling out his black 9mm from his back and shooting him in both his knee caps and shoulder making the guy shriek as the blood pooled around on the floor.

Zayan motioned Mir to come forward.

"Get him admitted to a hospital and make sure he doesn't die afterwards, hand him over to the hospital before making sure to zip his mouth!" 

Mir nodded, motioning the two guards to carry him while Zayan walked out of the scene towards his office. Taking out a cigar, he lit it up before inhaling and taking a deep puff of it. Closing his eyes and calming himself down.

Power, money and Orsini industries that's what all his life is about along with casual sex with flings to relieve his frustration. He can't imagine a single day of his life without working as Zayem called him Mr Workaholic. Love was never his cup of tea and never will be as he promised himself to never fall in love after all the bitter past experiences.

The day he turned sixteen was the day Joshua risked helping them escape that basement. Layla and his boyfriend Ricky were both shocked when they returned two days later with police and his father's lawyers. 

The police couldn't arrest Layla and Ricky because there wasn't any solid evidence found against them despite Joshua being the witness. If Zayan wanted he could have shown the fading scars on his body but he wanted to avenge them on his own. Being the major owner of his father's property the first thing he did was kicking Layla and Ricky out of that house. 

He wanted to make them suffer and that was the first step, he wasn't powerful at all but he wasn't scared either, eight gruesome year's in that basement made him emotionless and ready to tear them apart. Although they didn't back away, they had to leave the scene because of police and legalities before threatening him that this wasn't over.

After completing college, at the age of eighteen, he started working in his father's company which was on the verge of bankruptcy, drowning in losses. He fired many of the employees and hired hardworking and loyal people and now he stood as the king of business. 

It was difficult as he also completed his education along the way. Though this company was his inheritance, he revived it on his own and brought it to much success, spreading it all over the world. But along the way, he had to take the help of several leaders, especially at the start to destroy his fathers rival and that bastard who used him as a punching bag for years Ricky and he did. 

Making him go bankrupt and send him behind the bars not before fracturing half of the bones in his body. Thanks to the training he received from the mafia people and in return, he helped them in some illegal transport of drugs. 

It may seem wrong but he did what it takes to survive. He got to the top through hard work but along the way, it was treacherous so he had to adapt.

He never harmed a human being for money because he had enough money to buy a fucking country and that was the reason he never accepted black money from the mafia, they helped him and he repaid the favour. He doesn't like getting involved in their business, he doesn't kill at all, he torments those who lie, disrespect and betray him, tries to get in his way but it was also true that people asked him to kill him rather than torture him with his bloody tricks. 

Even the mafia leaders respect him because of his money and power, which thrived more than them. Everyone knows that what Zayan Orsini craves is power and respect, over the years he has made himself strong, ruthless and fearless, completely opposite of his father. He admires his father and that name still brings an ache to his heart but he refuses to be played like him. 

There is no place for love and weakness in this world, no one is sincere to you and never trust someone blindly. The only person he cares about is his brother and no one else. 

He doesn't regret anything he did, his name is enough to bring fear in peoples minds who even had a glimpse of what he is, the only thing which nags him is that bitch of a woman who gave birth to him and the sole reason for his father to be snatched away from him. 

She still had a ten percent share in this company and although most of the time she stayed away from his radar after witnessing his boyfriend nearly beaten and bruised to death but still she was roaming around freely and he couldn't do anything about it yet….