KASHI VISHWANATH : TWO ECLIPSED HEARTS 💕

CHAPTER 07 : " A KING'S VENGEANCE "

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Veer left the house, his mind made up. He was no longer just the concerned friend or the undercover investigator. He was Vishwanath Rai Singhania, and he was going to make Ravi pay for what he had done.

He made a few phone calls, summoning his most trusted men. They met him at a discreet location, away from prying eyes.

In a dimly lit room Vishwanath's voice rang ,his voice cold and deadly making his men flinch "Ravi ne sirf Kashi ko chot nahi pahunchayi, usne mere dil ko chot pahunchayi hai." Ab usse iska hisaab dena hoga,("Ravi hasn't just hurt Kashi; he has hurt my heart too. He'll be accounted for, to answer this.") he said, his eyes burning with fury and pain.

Vishwanath's men, hardened and loyal, had never seen their boss show much emotion. They stood in a tight circle around him in the dimly lit warehouse, their faces stern and focused. But as Vishwanath spoke, they couldn't help but exchange glances, surprise flickering in their eyes.

They had seen Vishwanath Rai Singhania, the King of Bundelkhand, as a ruthless leader, a man who rarely showed vulnerability. But in this moment, they saw a man deeply hurt, driven not just by duty but by genuine care for a girl.

Vishwanath ordered his men to bring Ravi to the warehouse.

One of the head men, Vipul, stepped forward. "Sir don't worry, we will bring that bastard and make sure he pays for his crimes".

Vishwanath nodded, his expression hardening once more.

The men, now more resolute than ever, prepared to carry out their orders. They understood that this mission was not just another task but a personal vendetta for their leader. And they would see it through, no matter the cost.

That evening, Ravi stumbled out of another bar, reeking of alcohol and his own misplaced bravado. The night was dark, and the streets were almost empty, but he didn't notice the shadows moving with purpose around him.He barely registered the footsteps closing in on him.

Suddenly, strong hands grabbed him from all sides. He struggled, but it was futile, Vishwanath's men had a firm grip. "What the hell?" Ravi slurred, his words barely coherent.

Without a word, they dragged him into a nearby alley, where a black SUV waited. Ravi's attempts to resist were met with swift, brutal force. His shouts for help were muffled by a rough hand over his mouth, and within moments, he was shoved into the vehicle. The doors slammed shut, and the car sped off into the night.

The ride was silent and tense. Ravi's mind raced, fear slowly creeping in as he realized he was completely at their mercy. After what felt like an eternity, the SUV came to a halt in front of an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. The men hauled Ravi out of the car and led him inside.

The warehouse was dimly lit, the air thick with dust and the scent of decay. Metal clanged and echoed as they walked, heightening the sense of dread. They pushed Ravi into the center of the space, where a single overhead light flickered, casting eerie shadows.

As his eyes adjusted to the gloom, Ravi saw a figure step forward from the darkness. It was Veer-or rather, the man he had known as Veer. But the aura of the person standing before him was entirely different, far more imposing and authoritative. This was Vishwanath Rai Singhania, the King of Bundelkhand, and there was no trace of the mild-mannered Veer.

Vishwanath's eyes burned with a cold, controlled fury. He approached Ravi slowly, every step deliberate. "Tu? Yeh sab kya hai? (You? What is all this?)" Ravi stammered, his bravado completely evaporated in the face of the silent, looming menace.