ABHIMAAN'S POV CONTINUEMy jaw tightens when I see that land, it was still the same, the feelings were so hard that I felt my heart squeezed, I never wanted to leave him but he made me leave him, well, i know he did all that for me but it doesn't give him any right to take any decision for me even his decision made my life but, not over his happiness.
I saw some doberman dogs barking at my jet but they shut their mouth when they saw my eyes glaring at them, my eyes went to him, there he was sitting on the wheelchair, smiling at me like always, making me angry as hell, i fucking control my tears, and walk to him, he cough and I walk faster at him even until now he is a dramebaaz.
I stood infront of him looking at my side, the men were standing line by line, I can still see how much he cares for me even after so many years, he is still the same, i remember when first time I came out of the palace with him, same like this men were standing in a line, and when I asked him why so many men are there? He said "they will never let you do anything, they will be in your security".
He is a man, who doesn't need anyone to protect him, not a single bodyguard, because he is a Mafia.
Vikrant khurana, my guardian, who took care of me, when I was alone, fighting with my own self, he is man who showed me, how this fucking sick world works, he taught me what is life, what we should learn or what not.
Vikrant khurana: is my son angry at me?
I came out of my thoughts when I heard his voice, and I ignored him, he smirked at me, and out of sudden, pointed his sword at my neck, I stood still looking into his eyes, while he smirked again at me and said.
Vikrant khurana: you are brave mere bete.
And here my eyes went teary, I sit on my knees infront of him, and hugged him tightly, I felt him smiling at my shoulder, I felt myself crying in his arms, he is more than my father.
He is my saviour, If this person were not there, then maybe those dogs would have torn me apart and eaten me that night. Whatever this person has given me, it is a debt on me which I will never be able to repay.
His palm rubs my back, and I wipe my face on his jacket, even though he is old but he is still so dashing, his physic, his muscles.
Vikrant khurana: how is your Ahana?
I was not surprised knowing that how he knows, when I know he knows everything about me, people related to me.
Abhimaan: she is good and your grand daughter too.
He smiled at me and asked.
Vikrant khurana: let's go home?
I looked at him, wait a minute, I am angry at him😾.
Abhimaan: I will not.
I said turning my face at my side, looking at the man, wearing an all black outfit, only his eyes were visible, he is looking good though...
Vikrant khurana: chal bhi ab yaar, zyada drama mat kar, acche se janta hu tujhe samjha.
(Come on now, don't do too much drama, I know you well, understand)
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