Banaras never sleeps.
The streets are full of noise, fear, and shadows.
He had a past full of blood and secrets.
She had a heart full of life.
Jeevika-
"Pehli nazar mein... itna kareeb aata hua mehsoos hua. Dusri nazar mein... kahin yeh Yuvan S...
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|| 4 years later ||
It's been four whole years since Akshit left the world, and now Adhiraj and Tanishk have entered Yuvan Shekhawat's life and guess what? They've finally figured out why Yuvan is so hell-bent on revenge!
He is currently bench pressing in his classy gym room with intensity, his jaw clenched. It seems that this is the only way he can find solace for his restless mind. Every single day, he is haunted by thoughts of his little brother. The person responsible for his brother's death is still at large, living a carefree life.
There wasn't a single day when he didn't dig out information. Right now, he's super focused on the Italian mafia because Adhiraj Singh Rathore's dad went missing. He's so close to getting the info! On top of that, he's about to launch a new product, so things are moving really quickly.
The thing that really bothered him was his friend's out-of-the-blue marriage. He's just flabbergasted that his friend, who's always been so anti-marriage, is actually tying the knot.
Yuvan was growling and pumping iron, admiring his jacked physique in the mirror. Suddenly, he heard a sound, interrupting his train of thought. He hit the button to open the gym door and let in a random guy who seemed like a reliable bodyguard.
The bodyguard noticed his boss' poker face, and it was obvious that it revealed his current mood. Even though he had doubts, he knew he had to tell the truth regardless, as the consequences would not be good otherwise.
"Speak!"
Yuvan's stern and monotonous voice made his bodyguard tremble, but living with his boss made him heartless as well.
"Sir, we came to know about his location but suddenly it became disabled."
Yuvan was so frustrated that he couldn't stop rolling the rope around his hand, clenching his teeth. It made him so mad, it felt like he was picturing himself brutally killing someone in his mind over and over again.
"Dismiss"
He breathes out and the only thing that can relax his mind right now is to drop the rope and freshen up before heading to that specific place.
He just stood there in the bathroom, giving himself a fierce look while clenching his fist so hard that his knuckles turned white.
The next few minutes he was standing in front of the giant Mahadev temple wearing a thin white kurta and payjama. There was a total frenzy of people trying to get blessings in the morning and to add to the atmosphere, there were Bhajan folks belting out the chants together - Har har mahadev...
He entered through the fancy VIP section and put his hand together. He sat in this specific spot in front of Mahadev with his eyes closed. The priest recognized him from previous years and understood that his son needed to relax his mind. He grabbed some dhoop and a flower, dipped them in holy water, and gently brushed them against Yuvaan's forehead.
