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CHAPTER-3: Adopted son

VIKRAM POV

I was waiting outside of a huge wooden door, preparing myself mentally for the earful that I'm gonna get since I've missed my brother's wedding. I may or may not have done that intentionally as I didn't wanted people to look at me with sympathy. I hate that look which I get when they come to know that I'm an ORPHAN and Rathore's accepted me as their foster child.

Earlier, when I entered the Rathore palace for the very first time I couldn't help but bend down to TOUCH maa sa's feet. It was my first every close interaction with opposite gender. Maa sa didn't just blessed me but she sobbed hugging me to her motherly warmth, that was the time when I actually cried....cried for the connection that I've missed, for the emotions that I've never felt, for the FAMILY that I've always craved to have.

And what shocked me more was how Dada hukum pulled me towards him and made me look dead into his eyes and called me his grandson proudly. Initially I thought they were showing me such emotions for few days as I'll be leaving after my mission would be done with but they proved me wrong.

FLASHBACK

( Vikram was 28 years old)

I was sleeping while lying on my stomach with only my briefs on as I feel a little warmer than an average human body. My deep slumber was broken when there was a hard knock on the door. I had an idea who that might me.

Ek hi toh jahil hai mere jeevan mein jo aisi harkat kar sakta hai
( There is only one illiterate person in my life who can pull such stunts so early in the morning)

And I was right as the almighty Aarman was standing in a three piece suit looking at the way ready to crack a new deal and how can I miss the stupid grin on his face.

' what the f"ck do you want so early in the morning. You know unlike you some people have work to do till the wee hours." I said moving back from the door to give him space to enter.

" Oh yeah idiot! Anyways I don't have time for baseless arguments right now as I've to attend my sister's art fest and I can't afford to get late. I'm here to inform you that Dada hukum and Ekansh uncle have something very important to discuss with you." He said while glancing at his Rolex and dashed towards the door.

He turned around still holding the door knob and passed me a very positive smile- " and Vikram, whatever they tell you just think before making any decision and trust me on this you will never regret your decision if you plan to say yes."

I didn't even bothered thinking about the possibilities of what that discussion was related to.....may be they want me to take over an assassination for them.

I walked towards dada hukum's study with determination to give my best for whatever help they might need from me.

Knock

Knock

" Come in Vikram"

" Pranam dada hukum" I took blessings from him and then moved towards Ekansh uncle

" Pranam uncle" he gave me blessing but I noticed a different kind of emotions running in his eyes. His gaze was different from the previous encounter that we had.

" Vikram I want your signature on these papers. I don't want to force you but I wish for you to think briefly before coming to any conclusion." He passed me the papers and I took my seat on the leather couch placed at the left corner. My heart was beating with an unnatural speed.

" Ye sab kya Dada hukum!! Dekhiye hum aapki aur aapke poore pariwar ki bahat izzat karte hai lekin iska ye matlab nhi hai ki aap sab hum pr taras khaenge. I may lack a lot of things in my life but I'm still a man with self respect and honour. Please, just don't ruin this for me and for you as well." I couldn't help hiding the irritation that I was feeling and this headache was killing me.
( What is all this Dada hukum!! I've great respect for.you and your family but it doesn't mean that you are will show sympathy towards me.)