Shazhis Of Destiny ~ Tale Of Love And Longing

Chapter 1. Soul Flutters

Reyansh's POV~

I slide the cap over my head as I exit the beaten up buildings where I had a visit to one of my Hacker team's man.

We still need to find who was after all the mess up in the brother's life, currently.

Because for once in my life, I wanted to give him something of his own. No lies but only His Angel.

For the things I had kept from him. May it be Siya's and I's little secret.

Or the fact that I already knew of the target on my head even before we had left for Moscow.

No matter how much their love dovey persona makes my cringe, but the ultimate truth is I am happy for my brother.

For all the happiness he was getting after all the sufferings he had endured.

I still remember the nights, where I watched from afar as my big brother drown in the lose of an angle from his life, who has saved him.

Who was the reason for my brother to come back to us. Safe. I did everything I could think of in that movement but still, I couldn't find her.

And that was eating me alive from inside because for once, I wanted to give my brother everything that mattered to him.

So, I did. Not worrying about the bet on me but my brother's happiness which lies in Naintara bhabhi.

The 'click' sounded as I opened the driver's door of my Mercedes-Benz.

Sliding in the front, I adjusted into the space before reversing the car and speeding through the roads of the our belove. Our land, Jodhpur.

I have always been mesmerized of this land. Not only because of the power we held here but the trust the people held in us.

Not knowing the ultimate truth that the royals are also the mafias. The mafia, I am soon going to lead.

A sense of pride swell through me at the thought. I always payed attention whenever the male elderlies of the family discussed something of business.

From the childhood I had always dreamed of leading the mafia team of ours.

Unlike Bhai, who had always wanted to stay away from all these and only care for the people of the land.

But was forced into, in the midst of all the chaos.

I speed through the road before stopping in front of a small grocery shop.

Siya had messaged me an hour ago to get her, her precious bourbon Ice cream.

I step out of the car walking directly towards the counter of the parlour.

"Bourbon Ice cream." The salesperson passed me a look before releasing a irritated sign, moving away.

I clenched my fist and jaw.

'No Reyansh, you can not kill the native. Calm the fuck down.' bhai's word sounded in my ears.

"There you go." The salesperson said sliding a medium size cup of Bourbon Ice cream my way.

Checking the price tag I payed for the ice cream before directly turning towards the exit.

I don't want to spend one more minute here. The person's grating on my nerves.

I push the door with much force for it to fly open with a thundering speed. Only to halt in my step as my gaze fell on a female figure who was struggling with the juice machinery.

Usually, I don't give a single flying fuck about anyone but something about her calls me, pushing me forward. Closer to her.

She was blabbering something in a whole different language. From her expression she looked angry. Releasing her angry on the machinery.

The scene almost had me laughing but I pressed hard on my lips keeping them shut.

I definitely aren't going to divert someone's petty angry my way. And This girl here, seemed a whole lot of a case.

"Excuse me." I said, when I was in earshot distance from her.

"অন্তর্গত (Antargata)" she shouted turning towards me.

I took a step back from her. Wow! Angry bird.

What did she said?

"Use a language I can understand, little one." I said, uncertain.

"Ohh...I'm sorry. I got carried away. I was already irritated with an idiot I encountered a few blocks away. So, I just...snapped. Sorry."

As she navigated her words, an uneasy feelings took hold inside my body. The feeling, which was forcing me to rub my chest.

My hand fisted on the Ice cream cup I forgot I had,

"Is that something to worry about?"

"Na, I got that handled."

"Sure?"

"Yah!! I'm sure. Not a big trouble, stanger."

She will. I believe her. How? I don't know. I just...do.

i look in the area, swiping my gaze around.

"What are you doing?"

"Ohh, this thing doesn't seems to be working. I am trying for the past 15 minutes but, no response."

"Let me."

"Sure." She said, taking a few steps back. But why does it feel like a taunt?

Shuddering the thought, maybe I'm thinking to much. I kicked the machinery at the bottom and a juice can fall out from the opening.

"Woah...thanks." She said, amazed. And my heart swell at the praise. Spreading warmth throughout my body.

What's wrong with me?

I took a step back.

It isn't normal. I don't feel much except for my family. And definitely not for a human I know nothing about.

It's scary.

'Love's scary my, child. But holds the power to be magical. Just like a fairytale.' I remember Ma's words.

'This definitely isn't a fairytale. Not with someone me as the lead.'

I thought and took one more step back.

"I think I should go." I said.

"Sure. Thank you, for the help." She said, politely this time.

"Not much of a problem."

I shrug my shoulders in a carefree manner taking my steps back while still looking at her.

And turned and disappeared, making my way back to my car.

I wonder when I'll meet her again. Or..if I ever will.

But shuddered the thought. Knowing this type of life isn't for me.

That luck to have someone waiting for you and loving you. While She...she deserves more than all the horror and danger it comes with my life.

The ringing of my phone snapped me out of the daze. Back to the reality.

I took a deep breath before picking up the call. The tune set for a special one.

"Yes."

"Bhai, kabh tak wapis aa rhe ho aur meri ice cream ka kya hua?" Siya said, in her soft voice.

(Brother, when are you coming back?)

"Just on my way, lil. bug." I said reversing my car back into the street line with a last glance towards her.

"Jaldi aao."

(Come fast.)

"Aa rha hu, madam."

(Coming, madam.)

"Okay." She said, giggling, dropping the call.

I shake my head. How I wish for her to always be like this. Soulful and playful.

And I definitely know I should not hack for my little one after returning home. Because that would mean her being stuck with me. And her, mine.