Shiddat

Chapter 1

As the city stirred from its slumber, the soft light of dawn gently swept over the skyline, revealing a towering structure standing tall amidst the misty hues of early morning Delhi. This was Rathore Enterprises-a modern marvel with a reflective surface that seemed to capture the very essence of success, power, prestige, and ambition. Wrapped in a tranquil calm, the towering structure reflected not just the morning light but the immense legacy it safeguarded.

The main gates, adorned with the Rathore Enterprises logo, swung open gracefully, granting access to the pristine grounds. Inside, the lobby of Rathore Enterprises was a hive of activity, bustling with young professionals who moved with purpose through the polished marble hallways. Floor-to-ceiling windows allowed natural light to flood the space, highlighting the sleek, minimalist design. The reception area featured a large, polished desk where receptionists greeted visitors with warmth and professionalism. Behind it, the Rathore Enterprises logo, a stylized "R" encased in a circle, was prominently displayed on the wall-a constant reminder of the brand's dominance.

The office spaces were a perfect blend of form and function, designed to encourage productivity while maintaining a sense of luxury. Glass-walled meeting rooms lined the corridors, offering glimpses of intense discussions and brainstorming sessions. High-tech workstations were neatly arranged, each equipped with the latest business technology, underscoring the company's commitment to staying ahead of the curve.

On the top floor, away from the bustling activity below, a man sat at his imposing mahogany desk. The soft hum of the city beneath was barely audible through the thick glass panels of the floor-to-ceiling windows. His office, perched high in the building, commanded a panoramic view of the city skyline, now bathed in the early morning light. The expansive room, a sanctuary of modern efficiency and authority, reflected the meticulous control the man behind the desk wielded over both his surroundings and his work.

The walls, paneled with rich, dark mahogany, exuded a sense of gravitas and permanence, while the large, custom-made desk mirrored the man's own focus and precision. Behind the desk, a plush leather armchair, designed by a renowned Italian artisan, invited both relaxation and authority.

As natural light filtered into the room, filling it with a warm glow, the man continued working in silence. Every movement was deliberate, every decision measured, the tranquil atmosphere providing the perfect backdrop to his focused intensity.

Interrupting the quiet, his secretary, Ms. Rao, a sharp and efficient woman in her late 20s, entered with a steaming cup of coffee, expertly balancing it on a tray alongside a detailed rundown of his day's schedule. Her movements were brisk, and her demeanor was as polished as the marble floors of Rathore Enterprises. She handed him the coffee, her tone professional as she outlined the key points of the crucial meeting scheduled later in the day.

"The investors expect a full presentation by noon. The finance team will finalize the numbers by 10," she said, her voice unwavering.

He nodded in approval, barely glancing up as he took the cup from her. Settling behind his desk, he continued typing, his mind already processing the tasks ahead. Ms. Rao lingered for a moment, sensing the weight of the day's importance, before retreating quietly, leaving him to his thoughts.

The man at the desk was none other than Arjun Rathore, the commanding 29-year-old CEO of Rathore Enterprises. He carried himself with an intensity that matched the formidable presence he brought into every room. Standing tall at six feet, his muscular build and striking black hair only amplified the aura of dominance that surrounded him.

His piercing brown eyes, framed by chiseled features, scanned the world with cold, calculating precision. Those eyes, sharp and unyielding, had built an empire-and safeguarded it-through sheer force of will. Arjun's assertive personality and ruthless demeanor were legendary, both within the walls of Rathore Enterprises and beyond. His reputation earned him respect and fear alike, even among his own family.