MaNan : Moon Light

6. Falling

This story is back on track as I promised. Read the previous chapters if you forgot the plot, sorry :(

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The luxuriously larger room is filled with dim lights as his father hates the bright lighting. This is his father's office in their mansion, it's big and spacious with lots of men as their security guarding the room and their house. 

This mansion is situated among the top richest place in the city and is one of the most expensive in the country, if they consider every artifact and hidden items, paintings in the house, it is sure that this one will be the richest in the world.

But again, it gets you a lot of attention, their industries are successful and the media thinks that's why they are rich. It's enough. 

Others think that they are old money, rich from generations. That's good thinking too.

The truth is a lot of money comes from their original and main business which is illegal of course involving drugs, and the mafia. 

They export drugs, weapons, dead bodies, and anything that will keep them rich. It's a trade secret, always know your clients thoroughly. 

Only the rich can afford the rich. Not everyone can. 

And when you are on this high level, you need to know with whom you need to play and to whom you have to bow down.

The rich people, you say, no one is perfect, they are the most crooked ones.

Some have sadist children who keep messing up and some themselves are sadists. And Khurranas will clear the mess they create if they pay them enough. 

It's all a business deal - give and take.

Your son killed someone and you need the proof to be gone, transfer a million and consider it is done. 

Minister's children need expensive drugs for their party, very easy. 

Your daughter got caught in a drug rave party, pay enough and she will get bailed out on the same day. 

Someone is missing, they will find them. Sex tape got leaked, and they will erase it as if it never existed. 

You want someone to be killed, it's on the expensive side, but it will be done. Can also decide where and how the person's death has to take place.

That's the thing, with enough money, everything will be done.

And Aryaman sees everything, orders passed by his father. Currently, he is in his father's office, and there are only four men in the room. His father trusts only a few.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Khurrana. I really tried", the man who is on his knees on the floor begged his father as Aryaman stood silent in the dark.

That man has tattoos like them, but he has lots and a gold chain dangling on his neck, he is in his mid-thirties and runs a gang in some other town. But now he is in the biggest gang lord's house and kneeling. He looks terrified. He is already half tortured before they got him here.

His father has a cigar in his mouth, wearing an expensive suit and sitting in his chair, as a kid Aryaman used to call that chair as a throne. He used to think that his father is the king of the world. 

Not anymore. Now it's just his father's chair and it belongs to him, that's it. No other attachments.

"Aryaman", his father's rough voice rambled in the room and he walked out of the shadow to stand in front of his father. He gestured that guy to Aryaman with displeased face and waved his hand as in taking care of it. Aryaman nodded his head in agreement immediately.