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There should be some delusion
to continue breathing
with the hope that probably
some day or the other or another
.... or never
YOU WILL COME BACK.


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S I D H A R T H



Being a leader is hectic, but it seems more hectic today after all the fancy event that took place earlier the evening . After having a long tiring day, my empire will not let me rest or spend sometime with that beautiful brunette whom I have gotten as my fiancé . I have some official work to finish before the dinner date and one important work is to get back my shipment . I need to take care of it really soon. That motherfucker can't get to breath in my air.

"Marcus, I want to welcome the guest warmly. Make the preparation. I am coming. " I said with a venomous smirk crept on my face. Marcus instantly understands as he chuckles .

"Ok boss. " saying he immediately gets back to his work. I am proud of my warriors. They do best jobs whenever they get any order from their boss.

'Time to play game and do business. ' I think as I crack my neck and ring the bell to call my butler. He instantly comes.

"Young master Sidharth, how can I help you? " he bowes a bit forward respectfully waiting for my order.

"Keep an eye on her and ask Alina to always be around her. " I instructs him tugging my suit and corrected my black tie . It's not like I suspect her. I can never do that. She is someone really special to me. But the people around can hurt her.

He nods affirmatively notting all my instructions.

"Lock the door properly before leaving. " saying I slide the bookshelf aside revealing my secret way to basement. There are many safe ways which also leads way out of the mansion. I walk down the dark alley and spot some guards guarding the cell. They bow their head little seeing me and I nod before walking inside the cell to witness Marcus pouring acid on that traitor's hand and his mouth is sealed with duct tape.

His skin and bones are melting as the acid is slowly making contact with his skin and he is wiggling to take his hand away.

"Good job Marcus. I am glad that you haven't touched my present before me. Let me spend some quality time with him. You will have your chance as well. " I smirk at Marcus as he passes me a box full of tools. My favourite tools. These can lead someone to death even worst than death.

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