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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

Radio Interview 5

"She is the most reliable person..."

"She is perfect...."

"She is good at her job...."

Their sweet words filled her ears and when finally she couldn't handle the limelight, she left the cabin. Strolling out, she came across the lobby and spotted a beverage machine. As she was out she might as well drink something.

'They actually think high of me'

She smiled inwardly but sensing Ryan follow her, she calmed herself. He was ecstatic about something but her calm attitude refrained him from doing it.

"Go back inside", her steely voice reprimanded him.

"Chief, have you still not forgiven me? It was an impulse, please let it go this time", he coaxed her and tugged at her shirt.

"Hmm...", she slightly nodded and he stared at her side profile. White full sleeved shirt and acid washed jeans fitting her body perfectly and complimenting her height and frame.

She was perfect, in all senses.

"Go....", she nudged him again and signalled Rose to follow him inside. Zsadin sighed and headed towards the machine. She was about to grab a water bottle when she felt some movement from her right side.

Swiftly turning to her left, she backed away into the sofa, whilst pushing away the people behind her and hiding them from the view. BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Gunshots resounded in the lobby and Zsadin stayed behing the sofa and checked on her guns. Getting in a ready position, she peeked a little from her hiding spot and sighed on seeing the intruder.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

As she tried to look at the surroundings, he would shoot it as soon as he saw some movement.

"Crap! Let me breathe!", mumbled Zsadin and waited for a chance out.

Thankfully, not much people were present in the lobby and she could protect those who were near her while the others who were shocked had laid down in fear.

Hearing the gunshots the officers who were outside, carefully rushed inside to see a man clad in black holding a rifle and numerous amounts of shots bounded on his waist.

They didn't see him come inside, was he already inside?

And this ticked something inside their heads.

No fucking way!!!

She had been expecting this, but the main suspect would show himself this early was a shock to her.

He is desperate, huh!

"I knew this would happen. Why mask yourself, when you are this recognizable?", she mocked him. But the attacker didn't budge and shot bullets whenever Zsadin tried to make a move.