𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒: 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

11. HIS POV

RAJVEER RAJVANSH'S POV

As I carry Prashi in my arms, I can't help but notice the way her body fits perfectly against mine.

She's chubby but in a cute way. She is so small barely 5'3. Her body is so squishy. She might be chubby but it's not hard to hold her. I can hold her like for hours.

It's as if she was made to be held by me. I look down at her face, and my gaze lingers on her lips, her eyes, her skin.

Ever since she joined me in the office. I have felt an immense attractive towards her. It's not even attraction at this point.

It's clear obssession. Limerance. Or love. No matter what label you put on it. I can't describe what I feel after seeing her everyday in the office knowing damn well that she doesn't belongs to me.
But soon prashi Rawat, you are going to be mine.
By hook or by crook.

I know I don't appreciate her infront of anybody. Specially infront of that jerk, vikram. My twin brother who is always stick to my prashi like a parasite.

I just can't, it's my habit since the starting. whatever I am planning, I just keep it to myself. So nobody could get to know what I am aiming for.

I reach the king-sized bed of her room and gently lay her down, my hands lingering on her body longer than necessary. I feel a spark of electricity as my skin touches hers, and I know I need to pull back. But I don't want to.

I lean forward, my lips brushing against her forehead in a soft, tender kiss. It's a gentle gesture, but it sends shivers down my spine. I feel myself getting drawn to her, like a magnet to steel. I know I need to be careful, but I can't help the way I feel.

I stare at her for a good minute, then proceeds to leave.
As I exit the room, I'm stopped by a familiar voice. "Rajveer bhai, hold up!"

I turn to see my younger brother, Vihaan, grinning at me like a mischievous imp. His dark hair is messy, and his bright blue eyes sparkle with amusement. He's always been a bit of a wild card, our family's resident troublemaker.
( They are 8 siblings. Five are already introduced.)

Vihaan is a few years younger than me, but he's already made a name for himself in our mafia empire as the punisher. He's ruthless, efficient, and has a twisted sense of humor. I've lost count of how many times he's gotten us into trouble with his antics, but I've also seen him take down enemies with a ferocity that's both impressive and terrifying.

"Vihaan, what do you want?" I ask, trying to sound stern but unable to hide a hint of amusement.
Seeing this bastard's signature look, I think he knows something he shouldn't know.

"I saw the way you were looking at her," he says, his voice low and conspiratorial. "You're in trouble, bhai."

I fucking knew it. Keeping a secret from this bastard is so fucking tough. He will get into your skin to get whatever he desire.
I roll my eyes. "Mind your own business, Vihaan."

But he just chuckles. "My business is making sure you don't screw up. And right now, you're screwing up big time."

I sigh, knowing that Vihaan won't let this drop. "What do you want, Vihaan?"

"I want to know what's going on between you and Prashi. And I want to make sure you don't hurt her."

I raise an eyebrow. "You care about Prashi's well-being?"

Vihaan shrugs. "I care about causing chaos, and you hurting Prashi would cause a lot of chaos. Plus, she's grown on me. She's like a little sister or something."

I shake my head, laughing despite myself. Only Vihaan could make me laugh in a situation like this.

Vihaan's expression turns serious, and he leans in closer. "Bhai, listen, I need to tell you something. It's about ROAR."
(ROAR is the name of their secret mafia empire.)

My instincts immediately go on high alert. "What is it?"

"We have an imposter," Vihaan says, his voice low and urgent. "Someone's been leaking information from the inside. We don't know who it is yet, but we need to find out fast."

I feel a surge of anger and concern. Our mafia empire, ROAR, is built on secrecy and loyalty. If there's a traitor in our midst, it could destroy everything we've worked for.

"Who's been compromised?" I demand.

"From what we can tell, it's mostly minor stuff so far," Vihaan replies. "But it's only a matter of time before they get to the good stuff. We need to plug the leak before it's too late."

I nod, my mind already racing with strategies and suspects. "Assemble the team. We need to get to the bottom of this."

Vihaan nods and pulls out his phone. "I'll get everyone together. But, bhai?"

"Yeah?"

"Be careful. If there's an imposter, we don't know what they're capable of. And with your... distraction," he glances at the room where Prashi is, "we can't afford to have you compromised too."

Seems like I need to look after this young bastard. So he won't open his mouth anywhere.

I give him a sharp look, but he just smirks and walks away, leaving me to process this new threat to our empire.

I look in the direction of the prashi's room and fold my hand against my chest while learning against the wall.

"Ah, Prashi, my secretary," I thought to myself, a sly smirk dance across my face. "She has no idea what she's gotten herself into. She thinks she's just working for a wealthy CEO, but in reality, she's tangled in a web of deceit and corruption. And I'm the mastermind behind it all."

I chuckle to myself, reveling in my own wickedness. "She thinks I'm just a charming boss, but little does she know, I'm the mafia prince, the next in line to take over ROAR. And when I do, she'll be by my side, whether she likes it or not."

I imagine the look on her face when she will find out the truth - the shock, the horror, the fear. It's almost too delicious to resist. But for now, I'll keep her in the dark, using her innocence to my advantage.

"But," I think to myself, my expression turning serious. "I need to tell her the truth eventually. And when I do, she'll have a choice to make - join me in my kingdom of darkness, or try to escape. Either way, I win."

I laugh to myself, the sound echoing in my mind. "Oh, Prashi darling. You have no idea what's coming for you."
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~to be continued