The day had been relentless, a blur of high-stakes meetings, strategic decisions, and the constant hum of activity at the Delhi branch office. Abhimaan had tackled everything with his usual efficiency, finalizing a crucial deal, securing a new partnership, and laying out an ambitious expansion plan for the next quarter. His focus was sharp, every decision precise, but despite the day's successes, there was an underlying disquiet.
By late afternoon, he had received an update on the consignment tied to his mafia operations-a matter that couldn't be delayed. The jet that was supposed to take him home was put on standby as he adjusted his plans to stay in Delhi for one more day. The disappointment was palpable, but he quickly pushed it aside, knowing the importance of the situation at hand.
That evening, instead of heading to the airport, Abhimaan's SUV drove him to one of his high-profile bars, a luxurious venue known for its exclusivity. The bar's private cabin, a secure and soundproofed space, was where the real business happened. It was here that Abhimaan would deal with the darker side of his empire.
As he entered the cabin, his men were already assembled, awaiting his instructions. The consignment, one of the largest they had handled, was almost ready for distribution. But Abhimaan had received troubling intel-some of his rivals were using students to distribute drugs within his territory, a move that he found both reckless and unforgivable.
Abhimaan's voice was icy as he addressed his team. "This stops now. We don't deal in this kind of filth, and I won't have my operations tainted by the scum trying to bring this into our territory. Double-check every shipment. Make sure there isn't a trace of drugs going through any school or university."
His men nodded, fully understanding the seriousness of his command. Abhimaan continued, his tone deadly, "Find out who's behind this. When you do, send them a message-they're done. No more warnings."
The rest of the meeting was spent going over the details of the consignment, with Abhimaan making additional changes to ensure that their operations remained clean and untarnished by the underhanded tactics of their competitors. He was meticulous, leaving no room for error.
As the meeting concluded, Abhimaan lingered for a moment, his thoughts drifting back to Nandini. He sent her a quick message, explaining that something had come up and he wouldn't be able to return tonight. The explanation was brief-he never went into details-but he made sure she knew he would be back as soon as possible.
The frustration of the day clung to him as he exited the bar. His life was a constant battle between maintaining control over his vast empire and finding moments of peace in the few things that truly mattered to him. Tonight, duty had won out, and it left a bitter taste in his mouth.
As he settled into the back of his SUV, watching the city lights blur past, Abhimaan felt the weight of his choices. The empire he had built demanded everything from him-his time, his focus, and sometimes, his happiness. But for Nandini, he would do whatever it took to return to her as soon as he could.
For now, he would finish what needed to be done, ensuring that nothing and no one could disrupt the delicate balance he had fought so hard to maintain. And when he finally returned, nothing would stand in his way.
Nandini woke up even earlier than usual, her sleep feeling incomplete without the comforting warmth of Abhimaan's arms. It was a subtle ache she had never known before-a kind of longing that made the bed feel colder, emptier. She sighed softly, trying to shake off the feeling, but it lingered, refusing to let her ease back into the peace she usually found in the early hours of the morning.
Sensing her movement, Snowy, who had been curled up at the foot of the bed, lifted his head and padded over to her. With a soft purr, he nestled against her side, his little body warm and familiar. Nandini couldn't help but smile as she stroked his fur, appreciating the small comfort he provided, even though it wasn't quite the same.
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Monster's Queen 👑
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