KABIR'S POV
''How dare you motherfucker, Kabir'' Boss growled in anger which made me stiff in my position, but I gave him puppy eyes.
''How fucking dare you throw me over your shoulder and pick me up like I am a sack of potatoes, Do that with Sara, not me and you hit me quite a hard bastard'' he grunted while opening the ropes that tied him.
''Sorry Boss, but don't blame me, I was just following your orders'' I said helping him to free himself, detaching the bomb from his stomach.
''WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING HERE'' Sachiv shouted at a very high pitch, I rubbed my ears and rolled my eyes at this oldie.
''Why are you helping him Kabir'' my sperm donor screamed again and this time boss rolled his eyes.
Because of my loyalty to him Duh
''Aww, my oldie Chaudhary got angry, Well I guess the introduction session isn't over yet, so I am Kabir Mehra, only son of Janki Mehra and the right hand of ASR '' I said proudly smirking at his hurt expression.
''You betrayed us, Kabir, I am your father, what are you doing you are supposed to be on our side'' he accused me which I dont give a damn
What he said father... my foot
''I was at his side from the start it was just your eyesight is weak that you didn't notice, sorry my bad it may be because of your age'' I sassed cockily, he gritted his teeth and came forward to hit me.
Before his hand can reach my collar boss caught his hand and said ''Lay a single finger on him and I will dig your grave here'' I gave him a proud smile and looked at my half-brothers, who were glaring at him harshly.
Everyone is confused here just like this oldie let me explain everything from start.
Flashback
A week before, In Aashivik's office
''Kabir we have a mole someone is helping Chaudhary'' Boss told me engrossed in his file, I sucked a deep breath and gather my courage to tell him everything.
''Boss I need to tell you something'' I whisper in a low voice, I don't know how he will react to this situation but I know his temper is the worst. Will he kill me here?
''Yeah Kabir says, I am all ears'' he responded in a monotonous tone, I just stood there not knowing how to decode my words to him.
''Kabir are you okay'' he asked raising his eyebrow, I nodded and sat in the chair in front of him. Everyone says he is heartless and doesn't care for anyone which is a partial truth. First, no one can deny his care for Maam and second, he always cares for us, never he made us feel like we are the guards he always says we are a team and he proves that again and again. He always makes sure that his men and their family are safe in the battles.
''Boss you know that I was 12 when my mother died and she handed me over to my father, who never wanted me. He always made me the shadow of his legitimate sons and never excepted me fully and just made me a punching bag for him to remove his frustration and then I ran away from him'' I said closing my eyes harshly, as the images of those days flash in my brain. For 2 fucking years, I handled his abuse and the harsh taunts of his current wife.
''Kabir I know everything why are you hurting yourself by remembering all this'' he said carefully choosing his words, I stopped him.
''Please boss let me say everything today I gathered my courage with a lot of difficulties, where I was yeah, I did a lot of struggles in my life just to survive, every day was a war for an orphan like me, and I thought to end it but you came in my life. I wanted to kill myself but you stopped me and scolded me like an elder brother and gave me the shelter I wanted. You even paid the debts I took for my studies and gave me the work for maintaining your records so that it will not hurt my self-esteem. Then slowly you introduced me to your Mafia side and let me be your right hand. All I want to say is that even though you are just 2 years elder than me but still having you feels like I have an elder brother in my life and I never want to betray you'' I communicated everything remembering the time I was struggling to even pay for my food.
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