Sirayat: Love of a Mafia

Aisha

Veer entered his board room. There was a large rectangular wooden table with 30-40 people seated on chairs around it. They all stand to pay him gratitude. He took his seat and gestured others to do the same.

"Where's he?" His question is enough to show his eagerness to punish their traitor.

The past day wasn't only life changing for Aadhya but was also blamed for giving a steep turn to Veer's life. He has a strong persona which made him look least affected, the way he held himself, his dominating demeanor and him addressing Harish Khanna a traitor made it explicit that his marriage will make a least impact on his decision from today's meeting.

"Sarkar" Anurag turned on a button from remote in his hand, lighting a room adjacent to theirs. A large head to bottom glass window helped them to look straight into the other room. Harish Khanna was sitting on a chair with a table in front. His gaze fixed on table as if lost in his own chain of thoughts.
"Good" Veer said while his murderous stare lingering on his father-in-law, who wasn't even aware of what was happening.
"What that bastard Vyom think, we'll not get to know his relations with Satan."

"Bloody hell, he was cousin of that Aditya."

"And this person dared to join hands with him." He barked out pointing his hand towards Harish.

"Sarkar"

Kabir called him to deviate his attention to the person standing at entrance, waiting for approval to enter inside. It made Veer shift his gaze to spot once the strongest man in SIRAYAT, Randhir.

Randhir was once known for his ruthless behavior, he single-handedly manages all the weapon supplies from northern India. Head of other cities used to afraid of him. Many Mafia youngsters including Yuvi follow him as their ideal in those times but one devastating day changed everything, he decided to quit Mafia.

Veer remember when he and Baba Sahib decided to give Randhir the command over Delhi, but they were taken aback when news of him leaving Mafia came.

"Welcome Mr. Khanna!! Come and take your seat." Veer said with a sarcastic note in his voice.

Randhir entered inside and took his seat without doing formalities of greeting the known faces which made them surprised as this misdemeanor was unexpected.

"Let's start from you now."
"What your opinion on punishment for your lovely father?"

Veer asked, more like chiding him for his disobedience earlier.

"Vee.... I mean Sarkar, I think you have forgotten mafia rules, you can't put blame on members from betrayer connections unless they are found guilty."

Randhir straight forwardly put his point, he was slightly rude. No one would believe this was the same man who shed tears seeing his sister being hurt but this is the reality. He's not the same person anymore, time healed his inner wounds and made him stronger. His stubborn and emotionless self which left him four years back appeared to be returning.

"Oh Really!! Who's the member here?"

"You, who fled away from reality, who choose to quit instead of fight." Veer said with gritted teeth, loud enough to be heard by men standing out, still managed to maintain his temper.

"As far I know, I don't owe you any justification, Mr. Veer Singh Chaudhari." He addressed Veer with his name, clearing others doubts of him been scared of anyone or being hesitant to rebel against Veer.

"Enough. Don't forget whom are you talking to?" Veer yelled increasing the tension inside the boardroom.

"I am only here to see that person been punished, nothing else."