2 years later, present.
In Mumbai𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯:
"Veer give me the bat" I ordered Veer, he is one of my trusted men in the Mafia.
"No-no pp-please! I swear I didn't do anything!" The pathetic low life begged in front of me. "S-sir I'm sorry please don't hurt me"
I scoffed "you're only sorry because you got caught"
Veer handed me the bat which had iron nails attached to it, I swung the bat at his knee and heard a satisfying crack sound followed by the low life's wailing "Aahhhh plea- No " irritated by him, I swung the bat again and broke his other knee also.
Fucker had the audacity to run after he got caught by my men. Huh looks like now he won't be able to think about even walking let alone run.
Currently I'm at the torture chamber in one of my warehouses in Mumbai. Apparently this dickhead chained to the chair in front of me tried to reveal my real identity to the CBI. The fucking nerve.
He is panting hard, looks liks he's about to faint. "You are a monster!" This guy sure has some balls. "He is really desperate to die" Aryan snickered from behind.
"I never claimed to be anything else" I said and pulled out my gun and shot him in between his eyes.
I walked out the chamber and went to my office in the warehouse. A sigh left my mouth as I took out the bracelet from my pocket.I always keep it with me,near to my heart.
2 years has past but I couldn't even get a single information about my love.
Nowadays I'm getting irritated about small things and I'm starting to lose my control, something which I never do.I picked up my phone and called one of my best investigator in the mafia. " Boss" he spoke from the other line." did you get any information?" I questioned.
"Boss I'm trying but-""Don't. Don't give me any of your bullshit excuses, it's been fucking two years now and you couldn't even get single fucking information about her!" With that I cut the call and threw my phone across the room.
I'm furious now these morons have been searching for her for two years now but every single time they just disappoint me.
Right after that someone knocked at the door. "Come in" then Aryan walked in and just stood there without speaking, what's his problem?
"What do you want" I asked, annoyed with his stupidity."Boss you have a meeting with Mr.Rajvansh in an hour." "you go there first, I'm taking my bike"
"Ok boss." With that Aryan went out and I leaned back on my chair and closed my eyes.
"Where are you my love" I sighed.
𝐀𝐤𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐯 :"Ma'am your schedule is clear for the day after the meeting with the investors at 11." My personal assistant Tia informed me. "Alright Tia after this meeting we'll go back to Mumbai" I smiled at her. "Ok ma'am" she smiled back at me and went out.
As I was about to go out my phone rang, as I saw the caller Id it instantly brought a smile to my face. I picked it up "helloo bhai" I said cheerfully. "Hi my princess" Ayansh bhai spoke from the other line.
"When are you coming back baccha?"
"Aww is someone missing me". "No one is missing you I just asked that because Advik bhai is becoming more grumpy day by day" Ayansh bhai complained. I laughed and told him not to worry because I'm coming back today, with that we said goodbye and I cut the call.Advik bhai, Ayansh bhai and I live in Mumbai as we have our main headquarters of the Rajvansh cooperation in Mumbai along with my company. We go to Rajasthan often but not that much, whereas Advik bhai visits frequently as he is the King. Both of them are very much overprotective about me, all of my family is but no one can compete with these two.
Currently I'm in Delhi as I had to meet with some of my clients here and after this last meeting with the investors I can finally go home after 5 days. Yay.
I walked into the conference room with Tia following behind me, every one stood up from there chairs in respect, I told them to sit down and start the meeting as I also sat in my chair.
The meeting went on for 2hrs, after it ended I shaked hands with the investors and made my way to my car to go the airport.
𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠! :)
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