𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧: 𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 (𝟏𝟖+) ✅

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Akshat

2 weeks later

"Sir, Ivan found ma'am's location and he even attacked the college" Neil hurriedly informed me.

"What the fuck?" I said and saw the CCTV footage of a canteen being attacked by a group of men and fucking Morozzi was there as well.

How the fuck he trespassed my security system?

"How the hell it happened?" I screamed holding Neil's collar.

"Sir!! I don't know there's some lapse in timing..." he said and I was dumbfounded. I sent her away. I pushed her away, I did everything right, why the fuck is she still in the radar?

I'm doing my best to protect her. I even had the jet booked to reach there today, to personally over see everything!

I even had the full proof plan to kill Morozzi but he was in USA. How the hell he reached there, and I wasn't being aware.

Where am I lacking?

"Ahem" I heard a throat clearing voice.

"It seems, we are meeting a lot, Oberoi" he said and I looked back.

"Looks like you're obsessed Singhania" I said clenching my jaw.

"Oberois are addictive, I must say." He said and smirked.

Bastard.

"What do you want?" I asked, I don't have time to waste on his stupidity when I had to go and protect her.

"So, now you're going to claim your wife again? Or ex-wife? Or childhood love? Ahh it's hard to maintain the record" he said pointing his finger one by one mockingly as if he's counting.

But my eyes widened at the last statement, how the hell did he know about it?

"Wondering about childhood love?" he said moving forward taking a chair, welcoming himself home.

"It's easy, the constant I don't deserve her rant and the butterfly eyes you give her. I've never been in love, but I'm not a fool. Plus, I've eyes on all of Oberoi activities." he said brushing the non-existent dirt on his pant.

"You wouldn't understand" I said and turned to face the CCTV again for a clip.

"Buchanan Street" he clasped. The click of lighter echoed in basement.

"That's where he is right now" he said and lightened a cigarette taking a big puff.

I started to move when his voice stopped me.

"What will you do, Akshat?" this is one of the rare times he took my name.

"Protect her" I said.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk, such a weak protector, have you ever realized?" he mocked.

"What do you mean?" I asked clenching my fist.

"You're a shit of a protector Akshat and even shit of a husband" he said taking a turn and coming face to face with me.

"I would never throw my wife in someone else's arms; I would rather have her suffer with me than be happy with someone else" he said with no remorse in his voice. And he meant every fucking word of it.