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The Cold Commander is a Woman

Hail the way! Here is the revenge story of a stunningly beautiful yet cold woman. Zsadin is seeking revenge on her parents' murderer. Along the way she guards pop band Peace and its leader D or Damien, who is haunted from his dark past. Will Zsadin be able to take revenge or will she just fall in despair again? He was a gangster-turned-businessman, unwilling to spare anybody. Yet she made him feel helpless against her actions. Will love blossom or the connections between their past lead to a deadly end? Stay tuned to read how fate entangles their destinies into a tangled mess. Now, will it be a love triangle or a vicious revengeful triangle? Chapters would be published on Monday, Wednesday and Friday.

Khan_zoha · Urban
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119 Chs

Do you have a death wish?

D was fully conscious now and trying to figure out where he was. Then suddenly, the door to his ward opened and a very tired looking Zsadin headed inside and closed the door.

"Officer, where am I?", D couldn't even speak properly and his throat hurt.

"Be quiet. Do not talk. With anyone. Also, I apologize for not putting the mask on you as fast as possible. Please have a good rest", saying this, she turned but D tugged at her wrist.

She stopped and was about to turn when D spoke up.

"Officer, I apologize for my unruly behaviour but can you please understand and give me a chance. Just be with me for one day", his sincere voice made her sigh. She frees her wrist and turned to him. Taking a stool from the bedside, she sat on it, her expression non-chalant. Taking a deep breath, she spoke in a voice she thought was soft but instead it was stern.

"Mr. D, I am not a fickle person. I have only one thing I live for and my mind doesn't have any space for a thing like love. I hope you can understand what I am trying to say. Please rest for a while", and she left the room.

"Don't worry Officer. Even though you are cold to me now, you will eventually warm up to me! I will make you open up!", the determination evident in his eyes.

Zsadin was observing the person she had shot. She admired faithful people and this man had not left his boss' side even when he was almost shot.

She turned around and saw a familiar figure rushing towards her. As soon as she recognized him, the person lunged at her, wanting to beat her up, but missed her slightly. Before he could harm her, she back locked both of his hands and kicked at the inner side of his knee, stumbling him and unable to do anything more.

"Do you have a death wish? I understand your hatred and also appreciate for being consistent, but this is a hospital for lord's sake, James!", and she freed his hands.

Regaining his composure, James massaged his shoulders and glared at her.

"I will not look over that thug! It is your case, why should I take care or even look over? Huh? Do I look free?"

"Well, you are free that is why you are roaming around. Isn't it? So shut your crap and just do what the fuck you want!", Zsadin exploded frightening the hell out of James. Her voice was hoarse that his hair stood up on his skin. She had never intimidated him to this extent.

"Wh..why are you yelling? Who said that I won't do -", but Zsadin left him and headed out of the left wing hospital. Now, she only had to wait until that bastard is awake and she could interrogate him.