Chapter 69

He continued to take small sips of the liquid of hell. His pinning green eyes fixed on nothing particular. His mind in a whirlwind of thoughts. Counting on his options. Strategizing and then re-strategizing. His large office quiet but his mind was filled with chaos of his thoughts. He felt euphoria. Pure. Blissful euphoria. Pain. Torture. Tears. All these gave him euphoria. Especially when the victim was someone, he had been trying to get his hand on for a long time. And torturing the victim filled him with tranquil. He was aware of his sadistic tendencies. He loved seeing pain. Pain inflicted on specific people. He was a selective sadist. Only for those who dared to challenge him. Or those with whom he had some accounts remain to be settled. He was looking forward to pay a visit to the cage he had set up. A smirk came up on his lips on remembering those eyes. Innocent eyes. He felt himself being drawn to them for some reasons. Though all he wanted was to see pain in those orbs but so