His sukoon : His junoon

4

Enjoy ^_^

-----------------------------------------------------------------------------

The Inferno club was one of the most famous in Mumbai. Frequented by VIPs and VVIPs for meetings, it was a playground for the rich, who came for fun and pleasure, living their glamorous lives. The Lexus LS stopped at its entrance, a line of bodyguards scanning for threats, their faces impassive behind dark sunglasses.

Vittoro opened the car door, stepping aside as polished, expensive shoes emerged. Rudransh Rajput, resplendent in a well-tailored suit, stood tall. His aura was dominating and dark, his black eyes staring at the club with an intensity that made onlookers uneasy.

As he entered, the club's atmosphere shifted. Girls swooned, some staring at him with lust, others with admiration. Murmurs filled the air as people speculated nervously about his presence. Why was he here? Had someone offended him?

Vittoro whispered something to him as they entered a VVIP room where Rudransh's business partner's son, Aryan Choudhary, was waiting. Aryan lounged with a girl on his lap, while two others danced on a pole, barely clothed. Arrogance filled Aryan's eyes as he gestured for Rudransh to sit, his five men laughing, underestimating the power of the man before them.

"Serve Mr. Rajput too," Aryan said, laughing again as a stripper approached Rudransh, her hand reaching out to touch him.

Vittoro intercepted her, gripping her hand with a fraction of his strength. Her eyes welled up with tears as she struggled to break free, the skin around his grip turning an angry red.

How dare her, the whole nation knew his boss despised being touched. He shoved her away, and she fell to the floor. 

Aryan looked amused. "Stop troubling the weak, Rajput. Come, let's talk business."

Vittoro's eyes burned with rage at the disrespect shown to his capo. Rudransh was no ordinary man; he had crushed countless souls. Aryan was nothing more than a speck of dust.

Rudransh's voice was cold and chilling as he spoke. "You know what amuses me? When people think they have the upper hand, when they clearly know whos is in charge."

He moved in front of Aryan, his brown eyes growing darker with each passing second, the black freckles scattered within them taking charge and making them look black. Aryan's confidence dimmed with each passing second, and the darkness in Rudransh's eyes scared him.

 "Your father begged me for a handshake, but now I am giving it to you," he said, extending his hand. "But I don't like people touching me. How dare you."

In a blink, Aryan screamed as a knife plunged into his palm. Rudransh slid the blade slowly upwards, cutting through his skin and tearing his nerves, leaving a bloody trail. He pulled it out, then plunged it into Aryan's mouth, twisting and mincing his tongue. The knife stuck in Aryan's teeth, Rudransh yanked it out, leaving the front teeth hanging.

"Bring me some wine," he ordered one of the strippers huddled in the corner. She hastily grabbed a bottle and handed it to him, careful not to touch him. He poured the wine on Aryan's wound, the bubbling and sizzling adding to the gruesome scene. 

Turning to the men who had laughed at him, he saw them on the floor, their mouths covered as Vittoro cleaned his knife, having cut out their tongues.

"Send Mr. Choudhary my condolences," Rudransh said as he left. "The thugs really did his son dirty."

Vittoro bowed. "Yes, capo."

"I want his body parts cut down piece by piece, and he should watch as they are burned one by one until he is alive."

"Yes, capo."

The club fell silent as Rudransh descended the stairs and exited.

Rudransh approached his car, a bodyguard bringing a water bottle and soap to wash his hands. Though nothing was on them, he felt disgusted by the touch.

In the car, he dried his hands with a towel and leaned back, closing his eyes to banish the lingering sensation.

The face of a certain someone appeared in his mind as everything fell silent nothing was felt or heard all he saw was the happy smile of the girl who has clouded his head after just one encounter. The feeling of those disgusting hands long forgotton as he breathed in a deep breath. His heart beatig fast but he felt calm. What he felt was something he had never felt in his life before: Sukoon

🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍

"Ishaan wake up" Isha was going to do the hardest task of her life, she got to know Ishaan sleeps like a log and waking him up is not the easiest task in the world.

"Ishaan get up or else your boss will fire you on just your second day of work." Yes, Ishaan got a job as a wedding planner. When he went for the interview they liked his design ideas so much that they even offered to give him free training and a good amount of salary.

Ishaan jerked up when he felt water falling on his face. Isha stood there they both looked at each other then Isha went away. Ishaan was about to go to sleep when he heard the tap of kitchen and ran into the bathroom. 

Isha was going to a hospital where she got a part time job as a junior psychologist under a experienced psychiatrist. The professor in her collage recommended her when 5 students were getting selected to get training under professionals. 

........

They both had their breakfast and went to their university. They took a bus to reach the university and went inside. Of course, big colleges had their seniors too, and they couldn't spend one day without ragging the juniors. It's just that there was no physical abuse, only mental torture.

"We got some new chickens today, Kabir." The seniors put their legs in front of Ishaan, making him fall, but Isha held him and steadied him. "Careful," her quiet voice spoke as she held his hand and started taking him away, ignoring the seniors.

"What's the hurry, nerdy?" One of the seniors, Kabir, stood in front of her, blocking her way. He had observed her from the day she arrived and thought to let her be, but day by day, his curiosity to see her reaction built inside him, and here he was.

"8:53 AM." The phone was suddenly placed in front of him by Isha. It had a cute wolf as the background and showed that the lecture started at 9:00 AM.

Kabir kept looking at the wolf picture and then at Isha, who looked at him and spoke, snapping him out of his trance.

"Please, not today. We'll come later after our lecture." Kabir was again entranced by her voice; it was the first time he was hearing it. Kabir stood aside, letting them go.

"Why'd you let them go, Kabir?" The seniors looked at their leader, who never spared anyone, but were startled when they saw him smiling.

"Just wanted to." He looked down, smiled, and went away, whistling.

------------------------

New character unlocked

What do you think about kabir.

Any thoughts on Rudransh, Isha and Ishaan.

Hope you liked the chapter. Please do vote and comment and share your thoughts.

Bye, have a good day

Love you all.