• 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐬.
"Well, What can we expect from a match made in hell and a story started at a funeral?"
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• 𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞.
A powerful business tycoon. A man, whose mere p...
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"Are you okay, Sir?"
Vihaan couldn't help but to ask. After destroying his whole office, Rudransh remained seated at the corner of the room.
And what intrigued him even more is that he was oddly calm. But he is also aware of the depth of fury underlying his calm facade.
All Rudransh can feel in his veins was pure Anger, a slow-burning fire that heated his thoughts and tightened his jaw. His eyes narrowed, each slight against him adding fuel to the flames.
The pulse in his temples beat a steady, insistent rhythm, and his clenched fists trembled with the effort of keeping his rage contained. It was a controlled burn, a dangerous but manageable force that threatened to spill over if provoked further.
"Leave"
He snapped, his voice, usually measured and composed, now roared with the ferocity of a wild animal, scaring the poor soul in the room. Vihaan didn't waste a second and moved out of the office.
Rudransh stared at the pictured in his phone. The picture of his Pari's Muffin, sleeping peacefully.
He felt a wave of relief washing through his body upon knowing that the body in the gift was not his actual pet.
But it was soon replaced with uncontrollable fury.
Fury, however, was a different beast entirely. When it struck, it was like a dam bursting, an uncontrollable torrent that drowned all reason and restraint. His vision blurred, and a red haze consumed his sight. Every muscle in his body coiled like a spring ready to snap.
His insides roared, the urge to kill the man that has dared to lay his dirty eyes on his Pari intensified.
He got up from the ground and marched towards his car. His furious steps echoed in the silent hall as they weighed heavily with the fury which directly sent shivers down everyone's spine that has witness his beastly form.
He slid into the driving seat and about to start a car when his phone started to ring. It broke the train of the dark thoughts that were ready to consume his mind.
"Good morning Sir, we have done a thorough security check up of the jet and after all the necessary examinations, we came to the conclusion that it is completely safe sir."
The words of the guard filled the silent car. The realisation of his departure within two days made his heart drop in the pit of his stomach.
He promised his Pari that he would leave for Canada after their engagement.
How could he leave knowing there is someone out there watching their every move. He would have handled it well from afar if the man was behind him.
But this man was behind his Pari.
In simple words, his Pari is in danger.
"Sir?"
The voice of the guard pulled him out of his thoughts. He mumbled a low Okay and hung up the call.
