Abhimaan stepped off the treadmill, beads of sweat glistening on his skin as he wiped himself down with a towel. The stark contrast between the opulent exterior of the royal palace and the dark, minimalist design of his private quarters was evident, reflecting the complex layers of his personality.
Just then, Pratik Mishra, his personal assistant and one of the few allowed access to this private wing, entered the room.
Pratik began outlining Abhimaan's schedule for the day: a crucial meeting with Singhania at 10 AM, another with Kulkarni at 1 PM, and a plot inspection for an upcoming construction project later in the evening.
Abhimaan listened intently, making several adjustments before instructing Pratik to implement the changes. With a curt nod, he dismissed Pratik and headed to his room to bathe and prepare for the day ahead.
By 7:30 AM sharp, Abhimaan was seated at the grand dining table, impeccably dressed in his black formal cocktail office attire.
His mere presence commanded a powerful, almost reverent silence, as the family and staff instinctively knew that no one could begin their meal until he did.
This unspoken rule had been a part of the Rathod household for decades, a testament to the respect and authority Abhimaan held as the head of the family. After a few moments of quiet contemplation, Abhimaan began his breakfast, prompting everyone else to follow suit. As the meal concluded, Abhimaan turned his attention to Aarav and Siya, informing them that they would begin attending college the following week. He reassured them that all formalities had been taken care of, and stressed the importance of maintaining exemplary behavior at all times.
His words were firm, leaving no room for debate, before he finally stood up to leave for his office, instructing the family not to wait for him. With his departure, the household resumed its daily rhythm, as Jaanvi and Abhimanyu prepared to leave for their respective workplaces, each with a renewed sense of duty.
RR group of companies
Rathod Realm Group of Companies proudly carries forward a legacy encapsulated in its motto, "Legacy of Excellence." Founded by the visionary Abhimaan's grandfather, the company began as a modest enterprise rooted in tradition and ambition. Under the stewardship of Abhimaan's father and uncle, it grew steadily, establishing a strong foundation and reputation. Today, under Abhimaan's dynamic guidance, Rathod Realm Group of Companies has expanded its reach globally, flourishing with unprecedented success. Each moment of progress and innovation is a testament to the enduring vision and dedication of its founders, ensuring that the company's heritage continues to inspire excellence on a worldwide stage.
At RR group of Companies
Abhimaan reached his cabin at sharp 8:30, despite the official working hours being from 9 AM to 7 PM, with two thirty-minute tea breaks and a one-hour lunch break. By the time Abhimaan settled into his chair, Pratik, his PA, arrived with his black espresso, one of Abhimaan's many obsessions. He wouldn't tolerate any mistakes with his coffee. As he sipped his espresso, he began working on the files on his table.
Office Schedule
Office Hours : 9:00 AM to 7:00 PM
Tea Breaks : Two 30-minute
Lunch Break : One hour
Abhimaan's Morning
Arrival : 8:30 AM
Coffee : Black espresso, prepared to perfection
Work : Starts immediately with the files on his desk
Pratik's Duties
Timely Arrival - Ensuring he is at the office before Abhimaan
Coffee Preparation: Making the perfect black espresso
File Organization : Ensuring all necessary documents are ready for Abhimaan
After some time, the door of the cabin opened, and a tall, handsome guy entered without knocking. He confidently walked in and sat on the chair infront of Abhimaan as if he owned it.
Abhimaan gave him a look of disbelief, clearly thinking, "Tumse toh yahi umeed thi" (I expected nothing less from you).
"Hey man, don't you welcome me?" said the guy. Abhimaan responded, "Seriously, Vikrant, last time I checked, mere itne bure din nahi aaye that I have to welcome you." The guy was Vikrant Shekhawat, his only best friend. Vikrant chuckled at his reply.
They shared a playful moment, exchanging friendly jabs and laughs. After a while, Abhimaan asked, "Is the work completed?" Vikrant replied seriously, "Yes boss, the consignment is done, and the stupid mole who thought he was some big shot has also been caught. He's now in the warehouse." Abhimaan nodded, "Hm, I'll meet him in the evening. Until then, make sure saale ki khatirdaari mein koi kami na rahe." Vikrant replied, "Sure boss," and both shared a dark, playful smirk.
As the day progressed, Abhimaan immersed himself in work, meticulously reviewing documents and making important calls. Vikrant, always the reliable right-hand man, ensured everything ran smoothly. The hours flew by, and soon it was late afternoon.By evening, the atmosphere in the office had shifted. The once bustling environment grew quieter as most employees started wrapping up for the day. Abhimaan stood up, stretching his back, and glanced at Vikrant. "Time to head to the warehouse," he said.Vikrant nodded, already on his feet. They exited the building together, their footsteps echoing through the now-empty halls. The drive to the warehouse was silent but filled with unspoken camaraderie and anticipation.Upon arrival, they were greeted by their men, who had the captured mole secured in a dimly lit room. Abhimaan approached the bound man with an air of authority, his eyes cold and calculating. "So, you're the one who thought he could betray us and get away with it," he said quietly, his voice dripping with menace.Vikrant stood beside him, his presence just as intimidating. "We've made sure your stay here will be... unforgettable," he added with a dark smile.Abhimaan leaned closer to the man, "Let's have a chat, shall we?" The tension in the room was palpable, the impending confrontation promising a long night ahead.
Abhimaan's gaze remained cold and unyielding as he approached the bound man in the dimly lit warehouse room. Vikrant stood a few paces behind, his expression a mask of quiet menace.
"Who are you working for?" Abhimaan's voice was calm but carried an edge that made it clear he wasn't in the mood for games.
The man shifted uncomfortably but kept his mouth shut, a defiant look in his eyes. Abhimaan sighed and signaled to Vikrant. Vikrant stepped forward, pulling out a small but intimidating set of tools. The man's eyes widened, a flicker of fear crossing his face.
"Think carefully," Abhimaan said, his tone dropping to a dangerous whisper. "I don't have all night, and neither do you. Start talking, or we'll make this very unpleasant."
The man's resolve began to crack. Sweat formed on his brow as he glanced at the tools in Vikrant's hands. The room's air seemed to grow heavier, each second stretching out with palpable tension.
"Alright, alright!" the man finally blurted out. "I'm working for Rajeev Malhotra. He's been paying me to leak information."
Abhimaan nodded, his expression unfazed. "Good. Now let's see if you're telling the truth. Vikrant, give him a taste of what happens when people try to play us."
Vikrant's smirk widened as he prepared to demonstrate just how serious they were. The man's bravado crumbled completely under the pressure, revealing the depth of his fear.
As the interrogation drew to a close, Abhimaan turned to Vikrant, his expression steely and determined. The man in the chair was visibly shaken, his bravado gone as he cowered in fear.
"Vikrant," Abhimaan said, his voice steady, "make sure that by tomorrow morning, Rajeev Malhotra gets exactly what he deserves. No more delays."
Vikrant's eyes gleamed with a cold resolve. "Understood, boss. I'll take care of it."
Abhimaan nodded, satisfied with the response. "Good. We've dealt with the mole, but now it's time to handle the source. Ensure everything is in place and make it clear that crossing us has severe consequences."
With a final, contemptuous look at the captured man, Abhimaan and Vikrant exited the room. Behind them, the sounds of a brutal struggle soon filled the air, the mole's fate sealed by a grim and unrelenting end. The warehouse, once again, fell silent, save for the fading echoes of their determined footsteps and the harsh reality of the consequences faced by those who betrayed them.
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