Kabir pov
I was in a dark basement right now, as this stupid basterd who is sitting on a chair tied to it by a rope covered in his own blood thinks he can steal and hide from us.
What a joke!
He is a manager in our company he use to work for us in India, but stole our important file which had a big project contract and details, which was going to be signed but was stolen by him before that because of which we almost lost the project for which my father and uncle had worked for over 2 months.
Uncle was pissed and he searched for him and he got to know that this basterd was hiding in London so my uncle decided to leave the mather in his son and my hands.
Ethan was not in the same room right now, as he easily looses his control and things gets bloody easily, so am here to make sure he won't die before giving every information he knows.
"Why did you steal?"
I asked calmly, he was not so scared of me as am still completing my masters, Ethan and am not going to join the company before that but we do take care of few things in the company, like small projects and a little work in the other projects and about mafia we were involved from our childhood which obviously was against our mothers.
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My mother Roshni Rathore still fights with my father for involving me in mafia at very young age.
I still remember there fight.
I came home after training, that day I had my face bruised vary badly my mother had no idea I was already getting trained for mafia.
When I came she was in kitchen preparing some sweet that my father like, so I directly went to my room.
As soon as I came out of washroom after finishing my business and washing my blooded face I saw my mother's back she was arranging something on the table.
"Hoo my baby came home, he must be tired by all the play that he came directly to the room without saying hi to__ahhhh O MY GOD!!"
Mom screamed on top of her lungs she came to me scooched down to my height and held my left cheek in her Pam and asked.
"What happened?"
In crack voice as if she was about to cry, and just like that tears started to fall from her eyes and she was full on crying.
"Mom don't cry, am okay, it doesn't pain or hurt, am okay"
I said and try to calm her but she started to shake her head negatively and her expression changed as if realising something.
"Did your father do this?"
she asked.
"No" was all I gave.
"Did he took you somewhere saying to make you strong?" she asked.
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