Forbidden Ties

~the groom

'Worlds change when eyes meet'

12 hours Before

There was tapping of fierce fingers and shattered remains of a broken glass on the floor when the news hit the CEO's ears. His throne was abandoned in front of the window that showcased his empire beyond.

It's eight in the morning and he is already losing his cool.

Abhimanyu Rajveer Malik Malhotra, who has both death and blood in his name, is standing in front of his father with nothing but calm in his eyes.

But his features betrayed him, his anger revolting within.
He clenched his jaw, eyes stone fixed on his father as he spoke the words louder this time, defining the finality in his voice.

"I will not."

His father Rajeev Malhotra sighed,
"Abhi, Please. We have no other choice. You have to do this. It's only a marriage."

Only a marriage. Abhimanyu knew the meaning of marriage even before he learned to write. For him, It only meant destruction.

The same destruction his father came from.

"I have been through this. It's not possible!"

"Everything is possible if you want." His father signed, exhausted. "It's the only condition to seal the deal. It's important."

Abhimanyu rolled his eyes and scoffed, "As if you care about the deal!"

"I care about you. And yes I care about the deal too." His father stood to stand beside him, putting a hand on his son's shoulder.

"You can't run away from this, Abhi."

No, he can't. Abhi can't run away from this. He had waited for this for years now. He cannot let the opportunity slip away from his fingers.

Abhimanyu closed his eyes and sighed,
"Fine but I have a condition." When his eyes opened again, he was sure there was no going back, "I'll choose the bride."

"As you wish my son." His Dad gave a final squeeze on his shoulder before walking out of his cabin.

Abhimanyu stood in front of the table looking around his cabin, all filled with fine luxury that he built all on his own. He did all of it to get as far away as he could from the name- Malhotra and its dirty dark secrets.

He was only Abhimanyu Malik to the world. He left everything behind, leaving his cursed blood a story of past.

But now the story had opened its doors again, trying to fill the pages that should be left abandoned. It's calling to him again, dragging him in the darkness that had already consumed his every fibre.

Glancing at the reflection of himself on the glass table, he couldn't help but wonder, How many more? How many more lives had to be destroyed before it's all over?

The cabin door opened again, this time revealing Yash, his assistant came in carrying a bunch of files.

"Sir we have three meetings to sort tod-"

"Cancel Everything." Abhimanyu spoke, rising from the table, his cold serious tone was back again. He only allows his voice to soften in front of his father. To the rest of the world, he is the cold, ruthless and controlling boss everyone wants to get rid of.