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A line of bodyguards entered the airport with hurried steps, their synchronized movement drawing attention from every corner of the terminal. The crowd's murmur grew louder as curious onlookers tried to catch a glimpse of the commotion. Airport staff efficiently managed the situation, maintaining a clear path and keeping the crowd at least twenty steps away from the imposing guards.
Outside the airport, reporters clustered around, their cameras poised and notepads ready. They had been eagerly awaiting the arrival of the person who promised to be the biggest news of the day. The anticipation was almost palpable, as they knew that even a mere glance from this individual would boost their ratings and ensure headlines.
A profound silence fell over the entire airport as the sound of black leather shoes echoed through the terminal. These shoes, crafted by one of the finest shoe companies in the world, were a symbol of wealth and power. The man wearing them moved with an air of authority that commanded respect and curiosity. Sunglasses concealed his striking brown eyes, flecked with black, lending him an enigmatic and intimidating presence.
He was Rudransh Singh Rajput, the multibillionaire ruler of the picturesque state of Rajasthan in India. Despite India's democratic governance, Rajasthan still had a monarchy, with Rudransh as its leader. He was not only the CEO of the prestigious R&M Nexus but also the leader of a powerful mafia syndicate with a global reach—American, Indian, and Italian factions united under his command. Standing tall at 6 feet 2 inches, his commanding presence was undeniable, his suit clinging tightly on his muscles trying not to get ripped out.
The reporters' shouts and questions were silenced by the unyielding presence of his bodyguards, who had been meticulously trained by his right-hand man, Vittorio "Il Soggetto" Bianchi. Vittorio, standing at 6'1" with a muscular build and a face as unreadable as a stone, maintained a strict perimeter around Rudransh, ensuring that the crowd remained at a respectful distance.
Rudransh stepped into his waiting Mercedes-Benz S-Class, the car's tinted windows rolling up to shield him from the throng. Vittorio took his place in the passenger seat.
"Would you like to visit your family first, sir?" Vittorio asked, his tone respectful but firm.
"Office," came Rudransh's calm yet decisive reply. He activated the car's communication system to instruct the driver to head straight to R&M Nexus.
A formidable escort of ten cars, five in the front and five in the rear, ensuring that their boss was well-protected and free from any potential threats.
The Office at R&M Nexus
The 20-story R&M Nexus building loomed over the city, its sleek design and glass facade reflecting the ambition and success of the company. Inside, employees bustled with activity, their faces a mix of nervous anticipation and hurried focus. The news of Rudransh's visit had come just a week earlier, and now everyone was eager to make a good impression.
Staff moved with purpose, adjusting their attire and reviewing their reports as they braced themselves for the scrutiny of their formidable leader. The weight of Rudransh's expectations was ever-present, an unspoken pressure that everyone felt keenly.
As Rudransh arrived, accompanied by Vittorio, a hush fell over the floor. Employees straightened their ties, smoothed their skirts, and bowed slightly in deference as he passed, their eyes full of apprehension and respect.
He made his way to the private elevator, his steps echoing with authority. Vittorio followed silently, the two of them a picture of focused intent. When they reached the 20th floor and entered the office, the atmosphere grew even more tense.
His two secretaries and the COO waited inside, their faces a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.
"Good morning, sir," they greeted in unison as Rudransh took his place behind the grand desk. The COO, eager to make a good impression, began detailing the company's recent successes.
"We've secured a new deal with the Chauchans worth 100 crores, focusing on expanding our market share..." The COO's voice faltered slightly under Rudransh's unblinking gaze.
Three intense hours passed as they went over strategies, performance metrics, and future goals. The stakes were high, and the pressure was palpable. Every word was weighed, every presentation scrutinized.
"I want the presentation finalized by tomorrow," Rudransh's voice cut through the silence, clear and unyielding. He stood up, his movement precise and deliberate.
Without waiting for a response, he left the room, the weight of his expectations echoing in the silence left behind. Employees exchanged glances, their minds already racing towards the deadline and the challenge that lay ahead.
The Rajput Palace in Rajasthan
As the car approached the Rajput palace, the grandeur of the estate came into view. The palace was resplendent, illuminated with lights that seemed to celebrate the return of their king as if echoing the return of Lord Rama to Ayodhya.
Inside, the servants moved with practiced efficiency, putting the final touches on preparations for Rudransh's arrival. Family members gathered, their excitement barely contained as they awaited the moment they would see their son and brother again.
Rudransh's mother, Maya Singh Rajput, was a picture of anxious anticipation. Her husband, Manik Singh Rajput, urged her to eat something, but she was too consumed by her worry and excitement to heed his advice.
"Kuch to kha lijiye na," Manik implored gently.
"Mujhe ye bhi pata nahi mere bete ne kuch khaya ki nahi aur aap mujhe bol rahe hai kuch khane ko, kaise pita hai aap?" Maya replied, her worry tinged with frustration.
"Isme meri kya galti hai, mai to sirf apni biwi ka dhyan rakh rha hu. Aur us fridge ke liye tum subah se bhuki kyu baithi ho vo to zindagi bhar nhi khayega bhir bhi sabko dara sakta hai," Manik muttered.
Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of engines approaching.
"Maharani, Rana sa aa gaye." The servant's announcement brought a joyful spark to Maya's eyes.
"Aaram se chalo lag jayegi, varna," Manik said as he followed her towards the gate, his long strides making up for his wife's excited pace.
Maya approached Rudransh, her eyes brimming with tears as she applied a tilak to his forehead. The Maharaja, caught between joy and the need to keep his wife from falling apart, watched with a bittersweet smile.
"Idhar dekho, aansu girne nahi chahiye," Manik said, trying to keep the moment light.
"Hume apne bete ko dekhne dijieye, aapke boodha chehra dekh kar mai vaise bhi pak gayi hu," Maya said, her gaze returning to Rudransh.
Manik had a dumbfounded face while his daughter laughed at her father.
The servants respected this family; they were a little scared of their Rana sa but respected him just as much. Rudhransh Singh entered the palace with his family and his second in command behind him.
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Who is your favorite in the family.
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