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If I ever see a flaw of yours, I'd say, my eyes are the flawed ones
~Mahmoud Darwish
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THIRD PERSON'S POV
Rudraksh stopped the car in front of the same club that his wife visited a few hours back. It wasn't very difficult for him to find the whereabouts of the scoundrel his sister calls her ex.
He stepped out of his Rolls Royce and walked inside the club with confidence oozing out of his features as if he owned the place.
Entering inside his jaw clenched and his hands fisted as the the strong smell of alcohol and drugs hit him, as just the thought of Saumaya in such a place was enough for his blood to boil in anger.
Everywhere he looked around, he saw men- old or young drinking and sniffing all the shits, dancing intoxicating on the stage with dancers. And everything just disgusted him.
Fishing out his phone he looked at the picture of Rishi Mahajan, that Rahul had sent him when he asked him to find details and whereabouts of him. He looked at the picture with a hard gaze and roamed his eyes all around the club and when they finally landed on the person, who was sitting with a girl in his lap and was showering money on her, he didn't waste another second before storming towards him.
Rishi who was busy playing with the girl's hair while showering money on her who was on his lap, looked behind when he felt a hand on his shoulder. His smile faltered as he saw the man behind him who was looking furious.
The girl in his lap stood and gave a flirtatious smile to Rudraksh and walked to him. She twirled a strand of hair around her fingers and bit her lip seductively while Rudraksh didn't even spare a glance to her. She was about to keep her hand on his chest when he took a step back reflexively.
Rudraksh looked at the girl with a hard glare which could scare anyone, and uttered in a no-nonsense tone, "Leave."
And the girl didn't wait another second before she took the money from Rishi and sprinted out of there leaving Rishi and his bunch of friends behind.
Rishi gulped and took a step back when Rudraksh took a step towards him. Rudraksh held his collar with one hand and jerked him.
"Meri behen ko blackmail karega? Didn't your dearest Dad teach you to not mess with with rong person?"
(You will blackmail my sister?)
Rishi winced as a solid punch landed on his jaw and due to the impact he landed on the floor, which took everyone's attention and the music stopped.
Rishi's friends came forward and one of them was about to attack him with a piece of glass but Rudraksh held it in his hand, making it pierce in his hand at which he didn't even winced and simply punched that guy knocking him done.
Rudraksh made Rishi stand up by holding his collars harshly and looked into his eyes with pure rage before pinning him to the bar counter and punching on his face again.
He was about to punch him again when a hand held his arm and he looked behind with anger and saw Shrey standing there with police officers.
"Rudra, leave him. Police will take care of it." Shrey's voice was calm but even hewas glaring at the man.
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