Veer Nanda the most feared Mafia King in the world , met the Iceheart Shivaay in an award ceremony. Since then the only thought the cloud's his mind is that cold face of the younger male. What will happen when the older will do anything to get young...
Veer stepped off his private jet, his sharp eyes scanning the bustling airport. The sun was setting, casting a warm glow over the sleek aircraft. His secretary, zaara, stood at the bottom of the steps, her face lighting up as she saw him.
"Welcome back, Veer!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine excitement.
Veer barely acknowledged her, his mind already focused on the tasks ahead. "Is everything prepared for the ceremony?" he asked curtly.
"Yes . The car is waiting, and your suit has been delivered to the Nanda's mansion," Zaara replied, trying to hide her disappointment at his lack of enthusiasm.
Veer nodded, brushing past her. "Good. Let's not waste any time."
The car drove through the city, eventually arriving at the Nanda family mansion.
As he entered, the sounds of laughter and conversation filled the air. Rocky was the first to greet him, Bantu by his side.
"Veer! It's been too long," Bantu said, embracing him warmly.
"It's good to see you, Rocky. Bantu," Veer replied, nodding to both.
Next, his identical twin sisters, Ria and Mia, rushed over, their faces identical mirrors of excitement. Their wife, Anna, the mafia queen of France, stood behind them, her presence commanding respect.
"Bhai! We've missed you," Ria said, hugging him tightly.
"Yes, it's not the same without you around, bhai ." Mia added, joining the hug.
"It's good to be back," Veer said, a rare smile crossing his face.
Finally, his father, Amal Nanda, approached, his stern expression softening slightly at the sight of his son.
"Welcome home, Veer," Amal said, his voice gruff but affectionate.
"Thank you, papa," Veer replied, hugging his dad firmly.
As Veer was catching up with his family, Avneet and her mom ( Bindu) entered the mansion. Bindu gave Veer a condescending smile.
"Veer, it's so good to see you. I hope you're doing well," she said, her tone full of insincerity.
Veer's smile vanished, replaced by a cold, hard look. "Hello, Aunt. Avneet,"
Avneet, sensing the tension, "Veer, I've been so excited about the ceremony tonight. It's great that you're here."
Veer responded with a nod. "I'm here for my family. Excuse me, I have things to attend to," he said, walking away without another word.
In his luxurious room, Veer stood before a full-length mirror, adjusting his cufflinks.
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The grand hall was filled with the elite, the air buzzing with chatter. As Veer entered, the room fell silent, all eyes turning towards him. He walked with confidence, his presence commanding respect and awe.
The host took the stage, a smile plastered on his face. "Ladies and gentlemen, our chief guest tonight, Mr. Veer, the most successful businessman in Asia!"
The crowed applauded as every one went back to their seats and the ceremony started .
" and the second successful company after Nanda Industries is OM INDUSTRIES!!" the loud applauses echoed as Shivaay got up from his seat and started walking towards the stage to receive the award .
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Veer was looking around the crowed until his eyes landed on the heavenly pretty man walking up the stairs. His heart pace started increasing , so loud the he himself was able to hear it. a grin started making it's way to his face until he realized it and again put his stoic face on.
" this guy has to be mine..." Veer smirked and handed the award to Shivaay making sure to touch his hands in process...
