1 Asher's strategy, Zephyr's attitude

Third Person POV:

"Sir, he has shot one of our men and escaped from our custody." One of the men came and reported to Asher. Hearing those words, he was infuriated. His eyes turned apple red, showcasing his wrath.

"What the hell are you saying? How did he get the hold of the gun?" Asher questioned, standing from his chair.

"He grabbed it from the police officer who went to give food to him. He pointed the gun at himself and blackmailed him, saying that he would commit suicide if he didn't obey his demands." The officer reported every tiny detail that exactly took place while following Asher out of the cabin.

"Follow me," he ordered all of his subordinates, and then he climbed into the driver's seat while all of his subordinates occupied the passenger and back seats.

By throwing his personnel tab at the officer who had just reported to him, he gave the officer the order to open it and track down the individual.

Asher is the only person who can access the tracking app because he has taken the initiative to install it on his own tab.

"Sir, it needed your authentication," the officer said to Asher, to which he took the tab and opened the tracking app. Then he gave it back to the officer and asked him to guide him through the route. After 30 minutes of driving, the jeep went into the outskirts of society and stopped in front of a lone building. It was giving them a scary vibe, yet Asher and his team are not afraid of it.

He first took the cake out of his Jeep and took his binacolors out. After analyzing things and calculating the people around the building, he planned the perfect strategy.

He then sat back and explained his plan to all his subordinates. After 5 minutes, all the policemen were in their positions and Asher was standing in front of the main door.

He counted three in his walkie-talk, and at the same time, all his subordinates attacked all the men who were guarding the bungalow at the same time without making a noise. After that, Asher broke the main with his leg and as he expected, there were a few more men inside the house.

They tried to attack Asher; however, his plan already had the strategy the officer who had reported to him and all other subordinates had done their attack at the same time. In fact, none of the Tose guards were prepared for the Soudan attack so it turned out to be easier for Asher and his team to take them down. It was Asher's strategy, as he knows the main culprit reached there just a few minutes ago so they won't be expecting them to reach there soon so they won't be prepared for this attack and he felt this was the correct time to attack.

"Sir, what should we do with all of them?" The officer asked Asher, pointing to the men who were on the ground with wounds.

"Tie them with a rope and we would take them along," Asher replied and then looked at the main culprit, who was looking at him with wide eyes.

Asher went near him and then snapped his fingers in front of his face.

"How are you? You really have some guts." By saying this, Asher received a hard punch on his face. Immediately, the man fell down and came out of his reverie.

He stood back and tried to punch Asher in the face. However, Asher is fast enough to dodge back and let the man play with him for a while. After that, Asher gave him another slap and the man lifted his leg to hit Asher.

He then held the man's leg with his leg in the midair and twisted it. After that, he twisted his other hand and slapped him. The man finally gave up on his fight and questioned Alex,

"I just arrived here a few minutes ago and how did you find me in such a short time?"

"Haha." Asher laughed and laid his hand on his back.

"Like this," he said, removing a tracking chip from his neck and showing it to the man.

"When I target a criminal, I always do my research and background check on him. So I know you would do this so I am in my preparations," Asher said with a smirk.

Afer said that he arrested everyone and wiped out the rowdy gang in just a single attempt.

Asher, a 26-year-old police officer, has reached great heights in the department in such a short time. He is well known for his cool personality and cunning nature. He never misses a target and the cases that went into his hands never turned out to be failures, so the most important cases in the department were always handed to him.

*****

"Aw, see his abs, girl. I want to go hug him right away," one girl commented.

"See his looks, they are top-notch," another one added.

"Leave about his looks and appearance; see his body language; it's screaming his riches and attitude," the third girl added.

They were all drooling over a man who was doing a thread mill in the gym. All the girls are going mad for him and even the boys are unable to take their eyes off him. They want to be like him and they are even jealous.

Zephyr, who was running on the thread mill, doesn't have any knowledge of what's happening around him. He inserted an iPod into his eye and played music. He doesn't like to get distracted from the work he always does. As he has been running on the mill for the last 20 minutes, he has halted it and turned around. However, by the time he turned around, he was not surprised to see girls surrounding him and his mill.

"Hello, Mr. Handsome, how about a cup of coffee?" One girl who has a curvy shape came forward and asked. Even before he could answer her, he received a call on his mobile.

"Yes," he answered the second he lifted the call.

"Master, the client reached the place and now he is asking about you," his assistant said in the call. Zephyr got irritated with it. He doesn't like to be in charge.

"If he can't wait, it's his problem, not mine. I won't come before time. I will meet him at the scheduled time," Zephyr said, hanging up on the call.

Then he moved away from there with a side smile on the corner of his lips, which turned out to be the cherry on the cake.

A couple of hours later:

Zephyr completed his relaxed bath and got ready to leave the bathroom. He is wearing a 4-piece suit with a white shirt and a magenta-colored suit. He paired his suit with a matching scarf around his neck and finished his look with gelled hair, a Rolex watch, and a stud in his left ear. He wasn't only looking like a powerful CEO but also like a fashion icon.

He paired up with glasses, took his wallet and mobile, and walked out of his room. He completed his breakfast with cereal and fruits like bananas and apples. After having a cup of coffee, he left for the company. He always likes to drive his car by himself. He reached his company within 30 minutes and left the car at the main door. His men came running towards him and after he went inside, they took the car and parked it in its place.

"Good morning, sir; he is waiting for you in the meeting hall," his assistant said, to which he got an angry look from him. The second he entered the company, everyone became silent, as they knew he didn't like any type of sound. He needs pin-drop silence. When he is crossing the employee's work area, one of his employees' mobile phones rings, making him halt in between his steps. Without even turning his head towards the employee, he declared,

"You're fired. Go to HR and settle your accounts."

"Sir," the employee was about to say something but he had already walked away from there. Everyone looked at the employee with a pimpled face.

"Where is my coffee?" Zephyr asked his assistant, then climbed into the lift.

"In your cabin, sir," he answered and then they waited till the lift reached the 60th floor. After that, he entered his cabin and looked at his coffee. He started drinking it and when the time was exactly 9:00 a.m., he entered the meeting room along with his assistant and coffee.

A man in his 50s is waiting for him. After looking at Zephyr, he stood up to greet him; however, Zephyr just acknowledged him with his attitude.

"Mr. Zephyr," the client was about to say something, but Zephyr stopped Jim and ordered,

"Don't beat around the bush. Where is the project you want to discuss?" Zephyr asked while sipping his coffee.

"I am here with a proposal," the client said, to which Zephyr looked at him with one eyebrow raised.

"Marry my daughter and I will write all my companies in your name. My daughter is madly in love with you," the client said.

The next second, the meeting hall reverberated with a huge sound. Zephyr hit the table with his fist and stood up. He is looking into a boiling rage. His eyes turned, his face became red, and his jaw nerves swelled up, indicating that he was enraged.

"I am not a fucking machine that you buy for your daughter. I will marry the girl who is the queen of not only my heart but of my empire as well," Zephyr said.

"Why don't you?" Even before the man completed his sentence, Zephyr glared at him coldly.

"Don't exceed your limits; otherwise, you can't bear the consequences, and don't you dare ever show up in front of me again," Zephyr said and he walked away from there, leaving the client and his assistant behind.