# Book 1
Aadrik Ranawat, a member of an underworld society who thrives for success, power and money. His life was only filled with the scent of blood and money. Will the girl with lotus scent change his world? She enters his life like an ocean and c...
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"Hello sir, I contacted the lawyer. Your divorce will be finalised after three months" Aditya said on the phone.
"Okay"
"Sir you know you can still go ahead with the plan"
"No, I already promised Arthur Romano. I can't risk my sister's life" I said and Aditya didn't speak any further.
"Transfer all the company shares to Samaira right away and tell her to take good care of it," I said. She is a very capable businesswoman. She started her own company after she came back to India and it reached the top place within just a span of a few months.
"Okay sir"
"Transfer the other real estate properties to Srishti's name. Transfer the wooden cabin and my funds to Chaitra's name. Give them those papers after I die" I said and there was no sound from the other end of the call for a few seconds.
"Okay sir," he said with sadness in his voice.
"Inform Srishti, that she will get married next week. Be there for her" I said and hung up.
I am in Switzerland right now. That was the earliest flight I could get when I reached the airport.
I have six months left. I am not scared at all. Is it normal?
I met with a friend of mine here. We used to compete in illegal street fight tournaments together.
"So, getting divorced, and dying in six months, sounds like a good plan" he joked and I laughed.
"It is" I replied.
"Wanna go back to street fighting?" He asked.
That was the only thing I enjoyed the most in my thirty years of life. Though I did it for money still it made me feel alive.
Street fighting was my earliest source of income. Income which helped with starting my company, opening Srishti's cafe and covering Samaira's London's expenses. It gave me my entire life.
"Why not?" I said without hesitating.
I don't have time to hesitate with a time bomb on my back.
"Tomorrow at nine," he said.
"Tomorrow at nine" I repeated.
I missed those words, 'tomorrow at nine'. That sounds like a melody to my ears.
Finally, I am free. No more responsibilities.
Responsibilities are hard and I was burdened with them at a very young age. Do I regret it? No. Do I wish I never had them? Yes. Would I take them up if I had another chance? Yes.
I am aware, it's wrong of me to run away leaving everything behind. But I don't think I have time to think about what is right and wrong anymore.
Running away is not always a bad thing. Sometimes it is the best decision one can make.
