(Manan Dark) Mafia's Intense Desire

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Manik's pov

"Manik, please, please i beg you." The doors of the elevator were about to close shut when he interrupted it by putting his arm.

I hissed in irritation as he came inside and held my feet again. He was back to begging, asking from me to spare the life of his son. It was soothing to my eyes. It's been a while since I saw someone beg and this man's tears made me feel so happy.

"Get up!" I commanded standing proudly with my head raised high.

The elevator was going upstairs. I stopped it in the mid track as the old man got up and faced me with begging eyes.

"You really want to see your son?"

"Y-yes, yes. Please." there was an urgency I noticed in his tone.

He was really very curious to meet his son. I shall fulfill his wish too, however, he might not like it in the end for all I care. He asked for it.

"Fine, I will show you your son." I announced and took my cell phone out of my pocket.

I went to the gallery to access the picture Elijah had sent me before I went to pick nandini up for our date in the evening. This particular picture was one of the causes why I was so happy.

"Here... Here is your son." I tossed the phone in his hands almost throwing it on his face.

He earnestly got a hold of it and fixed his eyes on the screen. "No!!! No, this is not true, is this? Please Manik, tell me that you really didn't do this." I shrugged my shoulders slumping back at the wall of the elevator as he collapsed near my feet, hugging the phone to his chest.

"Unfortunately, it is. He injured two of my men and tried to escape." I answered as I relished his cries.

It reminded me of my Nandini's cries. She was weeping the same way that night when his bastard son attempted to molest her. Hers were intense and nerve chilling whereas his are heart soothing. I feel my muscles relax and sleep make my lashes heavy.

"I am sorry for your loss, but I hope you got what you wanted." I Said as the elevator stopped on the floor I had randomly pressed for.

As the doors closed, I punched the ground floor button again, taking both of us back downstairs so this old man could go away.

"You will get his dead body sooner by tomorrow evening or night. Now... Get out out." with my completion, the elevator came to the end floor and the doors opened.

The old man, with tears clogging his eyes and my phone hugged to his chest, rose to his feet. I aggressively took my phone back and pushed his out of the elevator.

"Now that you are going to get your son back, don't show me your bloody face again. Or else I will send you in a grave next up your son." With my finger pointing at him in warning, I glowered at him.

I was amused to see no expression coming from him. His eyes were also fixated yo the floor and looked like he was sailing on an ocean of trauma.

There was no need of saying anything else to him for it waa visible he understood my words. With that thought only I presses the button of my floor, but before the doors closed and I could heave a sleepy sigh, the old man whispered, "You will beg as I begged you, Malhotra. You will also cry as much as I cried for my son."

"Huh, whatever!" I laughed and the door closed, cutting my view of the old man's emotionless face.

"Manik Malhotra doesn't fear anything. He's a devil incarnated himself."

I snuck into bed beside the love of my life and pecked her forehead. I watched her lovely sleeping profile with affection and a smile I can never control from creeping on my lips on seeing this angel of my life.

"You see what I am forced to do for you, love. This is not the first time I killed someone." I presses my mouth on both her eyes and cheeks.

Trailing the back of my hand on her cheek, I drank the features of her angelic looks as I thought back about the first time I saw her. The time when my life changed and I became obsessed with her.

I clearly remember that day, 5 years ago, in New York where I first saw Nandini, in Keens steakhouse restaurant.

I was there for an important deal of AK47 guns, sitting in the vip lounge with my clients when I first noticed her. She had come for a dinner with a guy. He was her boyfriend. From how she kissed his lips before they settled down and how he held her by the waist, it was perceivable that they shared a close relationship. She looked so delighted and lovely.

She was wearing a blue off shoulder gown and her hair was tied in a French bun. The vip lounge we were in was in a higher place and we could see other people dining below us in the huge area on their respective tables.

Tbc...

Next chapter is on the way. Enjoy ❤