Father Longing for his son: Bridging the gap (Book2)

chapter 19: kunj's hidden side

Author's note

*Just a heads up, when you come across any words in italics, it signifies that the characters are thinking it to themselves or it's a flashback *

Hey sunshins! hope you have a fantastic time diving into this chapter! Share your thoughts with me once you're through. Enjoy the read! 🔮✨

(me with dramatic gasp) Hey bhagwan main lutt gayi barbad ho gayi ye Kya ho gaya mere sathhhhhh ye meri script kon leake kar raha hai yaar ab tumlog comment section main hi next chapter ki Puri script leak kar doge toh main kya Karu job chhordu story ka chapter na ho gaya neet ka paper ho gaya jo leak hue jaara hai not fairrrrrr 😫 main police complaint karugi🥺 ek minute ek minute kahi tum logon ne mere ghar main secret cameras toh nhi lagaye?🧐 Lagaye bhi honge toh main Kya hi kar sakti hu chhodo chalo jao maaf Kiya maine tum logon ko tum bhi kya yaad rakhoge kis dildaar author se pala padha tha dekho maine tum logon ko script leak jitne itne baade crime ke liye maaf Kiya toh ab tum log bhi badda dil rakho aur as a compensation baade baade comments Kardo okay script leakers.... I..I..mean Pyaare readers

Accha btw ek important baat ab tum log toh decide kar nhi paaye kunj - abhi scene chahiye ya kunj-ansh toh ab jab mera maan Karega dono mein se koi bhi scene aa sakte hai (jo ki wese bhi esa hi ho raha tha lol) just letting you guys know

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The guard's expression turned stern. "Laton ke bhoot baaton se nahin mante. Chaar dande padenge toh sari akal thikane aa jayenge. Tujhe toh main abhi batata hun!" the security guard raise his stick, ready to strike, Ansh closed his eyes tightly, bracing for the blow, his heart racing with fear and panic.

Ansh squeezed his eyes shut, bracing himself for the impact. He had seen the security guard raise his stick, ready to strike. But as the moments passed, Ansh didn't feel anything. No pain, no sensation. Confused, he cautiously opened his eyes.

That's when he saw Kunj standing in front of him, his eyes flashing with a mix of anger and concern. Kunj was holding the stick, now frozen in mid-air, that the security guard had been about to use on Ansh. It was as if Kunj had stepped in just in time, blocking the guard's attack.

Ansh's eyes widened in surprise as he took in the scene. He was shocked and relieved that Kunj had saved him from harm. The security guard, looking taken aback, slowly lowered his arm, realizing too late that Kunj had stopped him.

The fluorescent lights of the corporate lobby buzzed, casting a harsh glow on the scene unfolding before Ansh. He'd been cornered, unjustly accused, and the security guard's raised stick had seemed destined to fall. Then, a figure materialized from the shadows, a whirlwind of protective fury. Kunj, his father.

Ansh's eyes widened as he witnessed a side of his father he'd never seen before. The gentle, ever-smiling man, the one who always diffused tension with a calming presence, was replaced by a figure radiating controlled rage. His eyes, usually warm and inviting, were now narrowed, blazing with a fierce protectiveness.

"Kya ho raha yahan?" Kunj's voice, usually gentle and melodic, was sharp, laced with barely contained fury.

The security guard, startled by Kunj's sudden appearance, stammered, "Sir, ye vo... ye ladka Mr. Suresh (the receptionist) ko pareshan kar raha tha."

Mr. Suresh, eager to justify his actions, stepped forward, "Yes Sir, voh ye ladka... vo jhuth bol raha tha ki ye aapka beta."

Kunj's gaze locked onto Mr. Suresh, his voice dangerously low, "Aur aapse kisne kehe diya ki ye mera beta nahi hai?"