Love : A Wicked Game

Chapter 43 : Sealed With A Kiss

Rajveer drank himself to intoxication that night. He had freed all his guards and house staff, asking to leave him the f*ck alone as he didn't need anybody. When the person he needed the most wasn't there, then what difference other people made ? The clock chimed 1 in the night. He poured himself another shot when he heard footsteps from behind.

He froze and turned around. “Samaira ?”

But to his disappointment, the person was Kane, one of his guards.

“Didn't I ask to be left alone ?” - he slurred out while picking the shot and downing it in one go. “What are you doing here when I have fired all of you ?!”

Kane smirked. Before Rajveer could decipher the meaning behind that mysterious smile, he saw three other men entering the hall as well whom he recognized even in his intoxicated state.

Oberoi, Mittal and Vivek.

“Rajveer Shekhawat in such a state ?” Vivek mocked, smirking. “Tch. Tch. Tch.”

“My son died because of you! I won't leave you!” - Oberoi advanced towards Rajveer but Mittal held him back by the collar.

“Not so easily Oberoi. Remember, we have to get the property papers signed by him.” - Mittal reminded him.

Oberoi glared daggers at Rajveer but begrudgingly listened to Mittal and moved back.

Rajveer's focus, however, was on Kane. He knew why the other three men were there and wanted revenge on him but he wanted to know why Kane betrayed him.

“So you are the traitor in the palace...” - he said to Kane.

“Yes. I am. Because I want to see you die.” - there was so much venom in his tone that surprised Rajveer.

“But why ?”

“Because you killed Karan!” - Kane shouted.

Rajveer blinked. “Karan ?”

“My friend. The managing head of that fashion show in which your sister-in-law had participated!” - Kane replied through gritted teeth.

Rajveer's frown disappeared and he rolled his eyes. “Honestly ?! He was a bloody rapist! Blackmailing girls into sacrificing their dignity! You should be thanking me that I lessened the burden of the world by killing him.”

“SHUT IT!” - Kane's veins popped on his temple and he pulled his gun out but Mittal stopped him as well.

“Don't be aggressive! We need to act smart.” - Mittal reprimanded.

“Too late for that now.”

Their heads whipped in Rajveer's direction out of shock because the tone with which he talked was clear and silky. Gone was the drunken accent. He hopped down the stool with a smirk and placed his hands in his pockets.

“You were not drunk ?” - Vivek asked in surprise.

Rajveer picked a bottle from the counter and smashed it on the floor. The liquid was water even to blind eyes.

“What difference does it make ? You can't escape Rajveer. Our guards are outside and have the palace surrounded.” - Mittal said.

Rajveer tched. “You know Mittal, when you had attacked me in Delhi with an army of shooters, I was quite impressed that you DO know who you are dealing with. And today ? You came up with such lousy plan to take me down ? Me ? THE RAJVEER SHEKHAWAT ?”

His voice held the power and arrogance which reflected from his personality. He was calm and confident, a satisfied smile gracing his face handsome face that made him look twice more dangerous.