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RIVAAN POV
I was going through the data when my eyes went to my finger. The ring always reminds me of one person, my sunflower.
It's not even 24 hours and I have started missing her. Unknowingly she has become... my habit. I was not accepting this but getting far away with her has made me realised that I have started having feelings for her which i have never felt for anyone till date. The urge to never let her go and tell what I am feeling for her.
I picked my phone and was about to call her when my assistant knocked and said "Sir, Mr Willson is waiting in the meeting room." I nodded and went to the room and started the meeting.
Half work is done now half work will be done after finding 'that person.'
My phone popped up with the list of production members , I smirked and called my manager "Tell pilot to get ready, we are leaving right now to India."
"But sir, about this project?" She asked.
"That's why we are leaving to India right now." I said. After many months I'm gonna clean my hands on someone.
Just few hours more and then he will pay for his deeds.
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I landed in India, the next morning and directly drove to my basement.
I saw my men standing on the entrance.
"He is inside sir." I nodded and they opened the shutter. I went inside and he shuts the shutter behind.
The room was dark, air was thick, secrets linger in every corner, every drop of blood having its own story of betrayal, cheat and fraud.
I sat on the chair keeping my leg on another and leaned back.
"Sir...sir please... please leave me... I am sorry" I hushed keeping my finger on my lips.
"Breathe Mr Deepak Shukla anyway you will lose your breathes in next 5-6 hours." I said calmly.
"Sir... Sir.. please leave me... I have a family... I am sorry for what I did...please leave me." The man who is sitting on his knees in front of me, hands tied with the iron chain and blood drawing from his mouth is begging for his life after ruining other's life and efforts.
"Give me one reason to save you." I said while my right hand playing with lighter.
"Sir... sir I have only daughter..." I cut off "Don't other people have their daughter when you ra*ed them" I roared and stood up.
"Sir...please...please." He stumbled on knees.
"Let me help you count your mistakes." I wore the gloves and picked whip which was kept on the table with other weapons.
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"First, you raped a girl who barely knows things and destroyed that little girls life." Saying I hit the whip hard on his right shoulder with force. His scream echoed in the room. But today I will not show mercy on this fucking asshole. I again hit him on his back.
"Second, you murdered an employee who was about to expose your sins." Saying I hit him on his left shoulder making him fall on the floor.
"Sir... I am... S... sorry please... I will do whatever... you want me to... but please... let me live." He begged crying like no tomorrow. Well, there will be no tomorrow for him though.
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