BEHADD

Athaarah

Rudra

The reason I sent the guards to Mumbai was, I knew there was one rat among them. There was no way she could've escaped if she wasn't helped by one of them. I'll know soon enough who tried to double cross me, I'll make sure to give him.... Hell.

I lost count of time and days, I was still in Delhi, drinking non stop. Today, Dhruv came and asked me to accompany him to Mumbai, our shares were decreasing and Mafia was worse affected. The reason I trust Dhruv, he would never think of backstabbing me.

We had never converted anything except business, both, for him and me our business and mafia were our world. But today, I had had enough alcohol in my system, I don't remember what all I blurted out under the influence but I woke up with a bad bad headache.

"Water, boss", Dhruv handed me the glass of water and I gulped it down to reduce the burning in my throat. 

I was wasted. But I needed to talk to someone, to share my feelings. After my mother died I had never got attached or emotionally invested to someone, other than her... But she had gone too.

"Dhruv tell me something", I asked him in a daze. "Yes boss"

" Have you ever been attracted to someone that you start changing yourself for that person? "

"... No boss", he was caught off-guard by my sudden off the topic question.

"Well ... I have", I continued, "I was changing... Becoming softer, weaker, but then she left."

" How many days since I left Mumbai Dhruv? "

" Three weeks boss"

" I must move on right? But I.... Can't ", I stated.

" Boss the Mafia -"

" Of course you won't understand... If I would've been you, I wouldn't have either... I just hope you meet someone soon haha. What a leader I am, I'm wishing for my right hand to become weaker. But you know.. it's a feeling you should experience, once in a lifetime. "

"... ", He remained silent while I blabbered those weird thoughts. 

" We're leaving for Mumbai in an hour make the arrangements. ", I state in the usual cold an stoic expression he nods and leaves.  

I was stinking I hadn't take bath in five days, five days since she went missing.

I know she isn't dead, I'll find her. Even if she's hiding in the extreme corners of India I'll find her. 

But first, I need to swipe some people off. You can't just let them walk over you. I had lost too much in too little time. But was she mine if she never accepted me for who I was?

The first thing I did after landing in Mumbai was visit her house. It was fucking locked. I hadn't asked any of the guards to keep an eye on her before I find the snitch. I had no clue why they weren't home, or where they had gone.

I knew her mother was a government school teacher and I could've easily found the reason, so I did that I asked my left hand to find about her. Meanwhile I got busy in looking at the footage of cameras of the hotel that night, she was definitely helped. The car was found tempered with, the person wanted to kill her.

Soon enough I caught the guard.

"B-boss, I am sorry, I I was threatened p-please- I I have served you for five years!!", He pleaded pathetically. "Tell me, who threatened you!", I roar.

" Kamal". Kamal, the leach, he had been jealous of my success since forever. We were members of same Mafia in our teenage, he always wanted to become the next leader. Shame. He couldn't, but I knew he would try to do something foolish. He doesn't have One percent of wealth I had accumulated through just business.