The Undefined Love

At some underground base,

The low voice of painful wincing was echoing in the air. Someone was greatly in pain but even listening it felt like the whole world had turned a deaf ear to his painful calls. There were many people around but none cared to show any care to those calls. It felt like those calls never reached anyone's ears.

People were all around but none were there to rescue the person from pain. All heard him but none showed any signs of sympathy as if all had an intention to punish him with a dreadful and painful death.

With every passing second the screams were only increasing in its pitch and volume as if someone was just doubling the pain one after the another.

At this moment, strong firm steps approaching from the end of the hall corridor were heard. The sound was very faint but still it made the men present there, to straighten themselves up and compose themselves in a very respectful manner.

Their swift movements of composing themselves can make anyone feel that it was some type of formidable immortal, descending down to honor everyone with his presence.

When the figure and that cold face became visible in that darkness, it nearly made everyone go on their knees. It was none other than Deming. Though the normal public haven't known who was the main person behind the supreme power of this city yet these men knew very well who was the real boss ruling over the masses.

Deming's brows were still tightened in a line while his jaws were still clenched tight, making everyone aware of the anger in his mind and heart. All the men who were standing on the way, bowed down in respect but didn't receive any response in return. Not that anyone can complain or question.

Without paying any heed to the surrounding the man directly strutted in the cell from where the screams were coming out. When he got in, he could smell the stinking blood on the floors but those stinks seemed to bring no changes in his expressions. He has been long used to such smells now.

Inside a man was lying on the floor all curled up in agony. Bloods were dripping from his limbs but no onlooker can tell with confidence that from exactly which area has caused such blood loss.

Another man was also standing at the side holding a thorny – leather whip in his hand. As he saw the Boss arriving with such big strides, he straightened himself and bowed slightly in respect, "Boss!"

Someone quickly brought in a leather chair for Deming to sit but instead of sitting on it, Deming extended his forward getting to demand the whip. Without showing any hesitation the man handed the leather thorny whip in his hand.

Getting his hands on the whip with no restraints, he didn't wait for any other second and started whipping the life out the man who dared to show the worst audacity. If it was someone else, Deming never had dirtied his hands like this.

But this was not someone else; rather it was the man who had tried to ruin the innocence and the confidence of the woman, he treasured with his whole life. He whipped and whipped until the man passed out with pain and loss of blood. The screams that came after each hard strike was like a satisfying music to his ears.

He wasn't a sadist with nature or character but seeing this particular person in pain was calming his nerves down, pacifying the anger he was feeling in his heart.

"Sir, he has passed out. What should we do next?" the man asked looking at the unmoving body of the man. After being so many years in this world, now he can easily tell when the person is dead and when he is just unconscious.

"Call the Doctor! Treat him the best but after treating him, bring him back to this situation again. Skin him alive, make sure that he could never feel his limbs attached to his body for the rest of his remaining days. Try all the new ways of torture that gets into your mind. Make him your experiment piece", he said.

His face showed no signs of sympathy even after looking a half dead man in front of his eyes. No traces of humanity can be traced in his deep dark eyes, only the darkness of torture and hell was lingering inside those intense pairs.

This was the side of his that was still hidden from this world and Lifen. And there is no way he would ever reveal it. Not that he feared or was embarrassed with this revelation but it was because he wanted her to remain always intact with her angelic innocence.

Back in the hospital, Lifen was still in her sleep while both Daiyu and Guang were waiting for her to wake up. The doctor has already informed them about the temporary paralysis she was suffering through.

Guang was still blaming herself for Lifen's suffering. "Guang, please don't blame yourself like that, you know that those men have come to kidnap her. Even if she had not gone out at that time, they would have found some other way to reach her. You can't just take everything on your head. Seeing you like this, it is making me feel worse", Daiyu said holding her friend's fisted palms.

Even after knowing all these facts, still Guang could not bring herself to accept that there wasn't her fault in all this. "But Daiyu, we are friends and it's our responsibility to look after each other. Something like this happening to her in our presence … Where do you think that makes us go? And what if something really bad would have happened to her? It was our good fortune that Deming got her at the right time or else …"

Gaung paused, not able to complete her words any further. Su Yan looked at her and thought that it was an over exaggeration of looking at things. He even wanted to tell Guang to look at the better side of this.

If Lifen would not have been abducted, then in no way he would be able to stop her wedding like this. But it was a relief to him now that the wedding has been postponed and he has pledged inside his head that he won't let it happen again.

He has planned an elope with the woman, it's just that he had not discussed it with her yet. Remembering his plan, he thought of taking the woman out to discuss it but before he could go forward, Ning Xui Ying had already made his way to her.

Su Yan got tensed looking at him approaching Guang, thinking it was some retaliation from his side. But when he saw him simply sitting by her side, maintaining a good comfortable distance, he heaved a breath of relief.

'This man really knows nothing. Huh! Or it seems like Guang has maintained a good distance with him', a proud smug playing on his face as if he has won the battle without putting any efforts.

"I know what you are feeling inside and I won't ask you to explain your reasons to anyone. But sometimes it's good to keep your regrets inside rather than to show the people around you. It won't only make you feel weak but also will make people around you lose their confidence and trust in you", Ning Xui Ying said simply, not knowing whether his words will be able to comfort the woman.

While saying all those words, his eyes were trained on his hands. He knew strong women like Guang don't like to show their vulnerable side to others, so from beforehand onwards he wasn't looking at her.

Looking at 'could be couple' in such a tender situation, Daiyu thought to give them some time to get along with each other. Though she can't help much as some jerk was also present around but she could always make some efforts.

She stood up and said, "I will go and check with the doctor once more. And also check if Deming has come back or not. Even if we are here, the first one Lifen will ask for after waking up will be him". Saying this she excused herself and left the couple alone.

The man nodded and remained on his seat beside Guang.

Those comforting words touched Guang someone deep in her heart. She turned to look at the man, who has been so tender and thoughtful with his words. She was surprised to find that he was not looking at her, rather his eyes were avoiding her.

"Do you think I am capable of keeping the trust and confidence of people around me", she asked.

To which, the man nodded without any hesitation as if he was all confident in her even when she was not. "Of course. If you weren't capable then do you think your friend can rely on you like that?"

Guang looked at the man, as her eyes filled with tears. She has never felt such warmth. This was new to her. Even after so much time with Su Yan, she never felt him give her such tenderness, warmth and care. Was everything she felt with Su Yan an illusion? Did she mistook her feelings for him?