Unwanted Wife Of Mafia King ( Part 1 )

Istanbul

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"Don't worry about him at all. He hasn't gone for such work for the first time. He's absolutely fine and will return safely. Just don't worry here, otherwise, your Rishabh will get worried there, okay?" Preeti explained, and Anokhi slowly nodded her head.

Istanbul_

Evening_

In a large palace-like house, screams and shouts of pain were echoing, and the entire house was filled with the smell of blood.

In the middle of the large hall, Istanbul's gangster was sitting on his knees, injured, and in front of him, Rishabh, Hardik, and Rohit were standing with masks on their faces. Their clothes, hands, and faces were all covered in blood. At this moment, all three looked very fierce, with weapons and knives in their hands.

The hall was filled with corpses all around, and not just the hall, but from inside to outside, almost 80 people of the gangster were killed by Hardik, Rohit, and Rishabh alone.

"The people here unnecessarily fear him, brother, see how he couldn't even handle the three of us despite having 80 men, and he calls himself the king who rules Istanbul." Saying this, Rohit kicked him, and he fell to the ground.

He was in no state to respond, let alone fight. Rishabh looked at Hardik, whose eyes were fixed only on that man. Rishabh said to him, "Go, you were the one who waited the most for this moment. So now, you will end his life." Saying this, Rishabh took two steps back, followed by Rohit.

Hardik approached him with a fiery vengeance in his eyes. In front of his eyes was Rakhi's lifeless body, which had no life left in it because this monster had ravaged her. He had made her condition so bad that Rakhi couldn't even reach the hospital and had given up her life midway.

Hardik bent down, grabbed his collar, and looking into his eyes, said, "Do you want to know what you're being punished for?"

The gangster looked up at him. Seeing the fear in his eyes, Hardik laughed loudly and said, "You must have seen this same fear in the eyes of that girl too, whom you made a toy for your lust, who broke and scattered, but you didn't have mercy on her. You must remember Rakhi, who used to work part-time as a waiter in the bar, and you used her. Do you remember? Speak up."

As Hardik shouted, the gangster nodded, saying, "Yes, I remember, but what connection do you people have with that girl? She was simple, had no relation with any gang. How do you people know her, and for just one girl, you've done all this."

Just then, Hardik removed the mask from his face, and Rishabh and Rohit did the same. The gangster's eyes widened as he recognized the three of them. He had seen them all when they went to the police station to file a complaint about the incident with Rakhi, but he never thought that his friends would stand before him like this after so many years, in the form of his death.

"Your facial expression shows that you've recognized who we are, but now it's time for the people here to know your true worth. You think you're the king here, don't you? You ruined Rakhi's life and who knows how many other girls' lives, but today, all accounts will be settled." Hardik put the mask back on and grabbed the gangster's hair, dragging him away as he screamed.