"For god's sake stop it already" Aanya lashes out on her manager, much too frustrated on the mishaps experienced in a single day "It takes 8 HOURS to travel here ALL THE WAY FROM INDIA.... jetlag hogaya na, and why the hell are you so tensed I am representing AMAN NAGAR" She is definitely NOT giving an excuse, and why does she need to? She's Aman Nagar's daughter afterall. But uske manager ko kaun samjhaye ki nobody will 'shoot him' if she is a few minutes- or a few hours late even.
"You leave it to me, I will take care of that..." she tried to divert the topic "Tum ye batao, ki particularly Asia se who all are here?" She had a gut feeling ki aaj ka din hee manhoos hai, and it was proved to her certainly, when her manager mentioned 'Nischay'
'Oh boy, here we go again' she thought to herself 'ab iss gadhe ko bhi dekhna padega' she rubbed her forehead- the thought itself made her head swirl"Okay, I will reach in just a few minutes- and it's your duty to inform me about any further developments until I get there" She commanded him, and then hung up. She relaxed back in her fancy Bugatti car, closing her eyes to put her mind at ease. But as she did, all memories of Nischay threatening his brother and the stray, lifeless body of those guards came to her mind, and she jerked open her eyes.
'Today, I will tell you ki kaun kitna sher hai' She thought to herself and smirked~
'Take a deep breath Aanya, push away ALL of those unwanted stupid thoughts off your head' she thought to herself as she noticed her car nearing the building and she shook her head slightly, as if to shake off all those unnecessary thoughts off her mind
As she walks in, she is greeted by few men completely suited up, and after greeting her, one of them escorts her to that floor of the building where the meeting was to be held
What seemed strange to Aanya, was that at the ground floor of the building, and in fact at ANY FLOOR of the building there wasn't even a soul. Matlab the meeting was on the 7th floor, and the complete building is evacuated.....
it's strange right?
And moreover the two men had asked her to give them her weapons and cellphone(s), cause it was against the 'rules of the honored annual meet'She proceeded towards the mysterious dark conference room, and her manager greeted her. As they proceed to enter the room, she is informed that few of the people present have already had a 'spat' and that the matter was already heated up.
She entered the room, and few of the representatives got up from their seats to greet her, and the rest of who didn't, they later did when she approached each of them
And as for Nischay, she never did approach him in the first place so he didn't pay any heed to her either. When she walked from behind him, she found him quite engrossed in playing 'candy crush' than to even look up at what's happening around him
'I had rather crush his bones' she mumbled to herself as she greeted another representative from Europe, passing him her most appealing smileThey were here to discuss about some mafia group whose leader apparently did something that was against the rules of this "mafia organization". So all the prominent leaders were invited to reframe the laws again and decide a punishment for him
And that very 'notorious' leader was present in this conference- he didn't send any representative, but he came himself. 'Nihaayti bewakoof hai ye' Aanya thought to herself 'he can be just shot down right here, ye aaya hi kyu?'Her thoughts were interrupted as the host addressed everyone present here, and he asked Mr. Zane- that notorious mafia head- to keep his stand
"I plead not guilty" he says firmly "Tyson dared to shoot me, IN MY HOUSE" he roared, glaring at the supposed Mr. Tyson "That's strictly against what the rulebook says!"
Tyson objected "IT WAS A FUCKING BUSINESS MEET HOW DARE HE TOUCH MY FAMILY, IF DOES SO WHY WOULD I NOT HAVE THE AUTHORITY TO SHOOT HIM!?"
"CAUSE YOU DON'T" he responded back equally cold.
YOU ARE READING
Illicit Affairs
Fiksi Penggemar"Why do you do this? Every time I feel like we're finally getting somewhere, feel like I maybe understand you, why do you have to fuck it all up?" "It's just a matter of perspective, and sometimes just a matter of a gunshot, sweetheart" he smirked