Rich Brat: Sweet Revenge Of A Lazy Princess

It was the dead of the night. There was an eerie silence surrounding the whole place. The only sound around was the chirping sound of crickets in the garden. A man was lying awake in such dead of the night staring at the ceiling of his jail cell in his prison jumpers. He had a sinister smile on his lips that could send cold sweat down your spines.

He had a cunning expression as if he is waiting for the downfall of someone. His lips were smirking. All in all, he looked like an old indie movie villain in a soap opera.

But the serenity was disrupted by the sound of shoes thudded against the floors of the silent corridor. The man in the cell did not bother looking since he assumed it should be guards doing round. The shoes came to a stand-still outside the man's cell creating a shadow over the man's face, at last, alerting him. But before he could even get up from his place, his mouth was muffled while his whole body was lifted high in the air.

The guys struggled with all his might but then he was sorely outnumbered and outmuscled. So all his efforts were in vain. He was blindfolded and bundled out of the prison in no time.

He was brought to the garden where another man stood. He commanded the other to let the prisoner go.

The prisoner immediately staggered to his feet and pointed his fingers at the man in front of him, "Who are you?? What do you guys want with me??"

The man in the front did not bother to acknowledge his question but instead signaled the guys around and the next second a hard punch landed on the prisoner's jaws.

"OWwww…" The prisoner exclaimed in pain holding his jaws. He glared at the guy but did not say anything afraid he would be beaten up again.

"Now… Let's get something straight here. I will be the one asking the question here. Are we clear??" The guy asked nonchalantly. He looked lazy like he is used to doing this shit on a daily basis which just made him even more intimidating to the prisoner.

So the prisoner nodded his head and stayed quiet.

"SO now… I know you have been spreading the rumor that you know who is behind what happened to Minister Rakesh. Is that correct??" The guy asked hovering over the prisoner.

The prisoner simply nodded his head but there was a sense of arrogance crept on his eyes.

"Who is it??" The guys asked once again.

But the prisoner just looked at him without answering.

"I asked who is it??" The guy repeated moving closer hovering over him with just an inch gave but the prisoner did not answer still.

"What's in it for me if I give you the information??" The prisoner asked instead.

The guys around already surrounded the prisoner and held him down on his knees while the man in the front pulled out a gun and pointed it at the prisoner.

The prisoner's eyes at last saw fear. But still, he did not give in. Because he knew if he gives in now, he will be dead the next morning. His resolve to not to just give away the information strengthened.

"If I wasn't clear before. Let me make it clear now. I will be the one asking the questions here. I asked who is it??"

"I asked what's in it for me??" The prisoner asked defiantly.

"You get to keep your life if you say the name," The guy said with a sinister smirk.

"Well, I know if I give the name, I won't be waking up tomorrow morning. So you can just shoot me now. But if you do need the name, then get me out of here legally and set up an untraceable account with 5 crores first. And when I am far away from here, I will give you the name!!" The prisoner said returning the smirk. He had to put up a brave front or else he would end up dead in hours. So he swallowed his fear with great difficulty.

The guys in the front gritted his teeth and his fingers hovered over the trigger dangerously.

The prisoner closed his eyes instinctively and flinched away.

The guy pulled the gun away frustrated and let out profanities in anger.

"How would I know you won't just run away with the money…" He asked after calming himself down with great effort.

"I won't. You just have to trust me on it. And if you can't you can always shoot me now!! But you are not getting the name before I know I am safe." The prisoner said smugly.

The guy's blood boiled seeing the prisoner's expression. If only he had other ways to get the name he would have long before shot the guy without any second thought. But they have been at it for months now and still could not get a single clue as to who was behind this shit. He really needed that information.

"How do I know you will tell me the truth??" The guy asked.

"As I said, you just have to trust me on that!!" The prisoner said once again.

The guy saw that he was getting nowhere with the prisoner so he gestured the other guys and they immediately took the prisoner back to his cell.

The person stood there for a while. He took out a cigarette and lit it. He leisurely puffed out smoke as he contemplated. He cannot make the decision for himself here. The risks were too high and it might come back to bite him on his back if the information turned out to be false. He cannot afford the risks. So he took out the phone and made a call.

"Is it done?? DO we have a name??" A male voice talked from the other end. The voice had no warmth whatsoever.

"No, sir. The guy is demanding. He wants to be out the jail and 5 crores cash!!"

"Bastard!! Okay, come back. We will discuss!!" The person on the phone said and cut the call.

The guy snubbed his cigarette on the ground before walking away with the other guys hot on his trail.

The prisoner let out a breath of relief but then a smile crept on his lips.

He was a genius after all. He did not only make a deal to get out and live happily but also could get revenge on Shreya as a bonus. What more can he ask for??