Abhay
Abhay : did you get him.
Abhay asked his right hand man Sanjay.
Sanjay:yeah,he is in basement sir.our people are taking care of him.
Abhay:good, lets meet him, and end this chapter.Abhay was in his way to basement when his phone ring.He saw the caller was his dadu so he picked up the phone instentally.
Ranveer: Abhay I want you to attend a party.the person is very important to me, and I want you there.
Abhay: dadu you know I am busy.
Ranveer:I am not asking any mafia king but my telling my grandson about my wish.
Abhay: I will be there, send me the address.Abhay may not show but he care for his deeply.he can't say no to his dadu when he said he is telling his grandson to attend party for him even though he hate it.but one thing about Abhay is that no one can make him do something against his wish except his dadu.
Abhay carried on with his work and after that he got ready for party and left for the venue.as soon as he was about to enter he collided with someone, but without even looking at him he left from there.Abhay didn't bring guard with him due to tight royal security already being there.
Abhay met his dadu who introduced Abhay with rajput family.abhay wished birthday to digvijay.after greetings and introduction he went to bar area.
AbhimaanFucking finally , finally I found him after 8 months 17 days.
Yes him,I always knew about my sexual preference and it's not something which is a very new in my family.when my chachu came out to our family.
They supported him, and even if they wouldn't have supported him in that matter then also it doesn't matter to me. I want him and I will get him no matter what.Coming out from my thoughts I decide to go to bar area where he is also sitting.
Abir: Bhai aap yahan.
Abhimaan: kyun nahi aa sakta.
Abir: it's not like that, it's just you don't drink right.
Abhimaan just glared at Abir . Abir gulped looking at his brothers glare.He decide to change the topic and ran away from there.he saw Abhay sitting near them.
Abir: Bhai meet him Mr. Abhay singh. He is Ranveer uncle's elder grandson.
Abhimaan just looked at Abhay. as their eyes met with each other.He get lost in his beautiful grey eyes.
Abhay: Mr Rajput .
Abhay called him and he came out from his dreamland.
Abhimaan: Mr Singh. Nice to see you here.
Abhay: Thanks.
Abhay: well , it's good to see you as well. Finally I get to meet the king.
Abhimaan: I see you know alot of things about me.
Abhay: who doesn't know the king of Rajashthan.
Abhimaan: so my lion you had dinner.
Abhay: why? you will feed me.
Abhimaan: with pleasure.
Abhay: are not you being too much free with me. Considering we just met each other few seconds ago.
Abhimaan: then let's get to know each other while having dinner. Come lets go.With that he dragged Abhay with himself.He served dinner in one plate and went towards Abhay.
Abhay: in one plate?
Abhimaan: if you want I will get another one.
Abhay: I myself don't know why I am allowing all this.but yeah let's eat come sit .On the other side
Both the family and even every guest present their are shocked to see the king of Rajashthan and the king of underworld eating together in one plate.
Pooja: is this real. I am not dreaming right.
Sandhya:no you're not dreaming. I am also seeing the same thing.
Kabir: it's a miracle Bhai the great king is being this much free with someone.Ranveer decide to go there but Digvijay stopped him by shaking his head. Ranveer decide not to go to his son listening his father.
While the due is talking freely with each other like they know each other since years. This so out of their character.Thay feel comfortable with each other in a short period of time.
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Important: English is not my first language.so there will be lots of mistake please forgive me for that.
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General Fictionindian bl Rana Abhimaan Singh Rajput: 26 years old,6 feet 4 inch hight. King of Rajasthan.dominating, fearless,best king for his public. Mafia king Abhay Singh: 35 years old , 6 feet 1inch hight,king of underworld. Known as devil.Angry all the tim...