• 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐬.
"Well, What can we expect from a match made in hell and a story started at a funeral?"
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• 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.
A powerful business tycoon. A man, whose mere p...
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"Dadu, please I want mumma" The small boy cried banging the closed door in hope that someone would open the door. The banging continued hard and the sound of cries echoed in the corridor.
"Mummaaa" The boy sobbed but suddenly screamed when he sensed something crawling on his feet. There is no light and no one.
He is just alone in the dark room.
His screams intensified and the tears had no stop. The thing which crawled on his feet turned out to be a rat. The small boy again sensed the movement but now on his hand.
"Dadu.. please forgive me. I'll do whatever you say." The boy sobbed harder banging the door with his tiny fist using all his strength.
"Dadu Ahhh.."
Rudransh jolted up from his sleep breathing heavily. He blinked his eyes while sitting straight on the couch. He looked around, to realize he is still in his jet.
He looked outside to see the white clouds. The sun is about to set which gave a perfect evening scenery.
"Bhai, Rajveer Singh Rathore passed away"
Pratik's words rang in his ears making him sigh. He looked at his watch to realize that he is going to land in mumbai in less than 45 minutes.
Soon he landed in the airport and as soon as he stepped out the camera flashes almost made him blind. He hates it.
He saw the car waiting for him and he slid himself in the backseat as soon as possible. His mind was in mess giving him headache.
"Drive as slow as possible." Driver frowned at his weird command, but didn't dare to question him. He knows better than to involve. As commanded the driver started to drive as slowly as possible.
Rudransh just wanted to sort out his mind. He need time as much as possible for it. Even Going slower than the fucking bicycle is not his concern. Meeting his family being a complete mess is last thing he would like do.
Rudransh knew stepping in india will only trigger him and he doesn't want to relive his bad memories again. After hearing the news of the old man's death, he didn't feel anything just numb. Seems like even the empathy and humanity left his body.
He knew and came to this conclusion years ago that he is not capable of feeling anything.
Much to his misfortune he reached the mansion sooner than he expected. Taking a deep breathe and preparing himself, he stepped out of the car. As soon as he did he was engulfed in a hug by his brother.
"Bhai" then here comes the younger one. "Atleast his death is useful in giving us the chance to be united again" Abhay mumbled only to receive a smack from Pratik.
