What happens when the head of mafia underworld dies?
Two rival mafia families-the ruthless Rathore's and the cunning Oberoi's -have waged a bitter war for control, each seeking to dominate the Underworld. As blood is spilled and loyalties tested...
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A week passed like that nothing that much happening but I GOT THE DEAL FINALLYYYYY I AM SO HAPPY NOW.... but there is one more problem I know this is the silence just before the storm and I have to be ready for any kind of chaos because I challenged Vidyut and there is not even a single chance he will stay quiet.
My father on the other hand is always talking to someone and nowadays he has stopped talking to me and is looking and behaving quite different I don't know inhe kya hojata bich bich Mai.
After thinking all of this I went to sleep because I was working gadhe ki tarah since morning and I legit needed some rest so I slept.
But then I wake up to the sound of my phone vibrating on my nightstand. It's a call from my father: "Come downstairs. Now." The clock on the wall blinks 2:30 a.m. I hesitated, feeling the unease settling in my chest. It's not like my father to call me at this hour unless something serious is going on.
I throws on a robe and quietly slips down the grand staircase, the darkness of the mansion swallowing my footsteps. As I approaches the dimly lit dining room, my father stands by the window, a shadowy silhouette against the moonlight. His face is hard, his posture tense-something is definitely wrong.
Without turning, he speaks, his voice low but sharp. "We have a problem. A big one. And you're the only one who can fix it."
I narrowed my eyes, my pulse quickening. "What is it?"
He turns slowly, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that sends a chill down my spine. "Your brother has been taken. And it's time you show them what you're truly capable of."
The tension in the room becomes almost suffocating. What the hell he took my brother that bastard vidyut how could he? I will kill him. My brother must be so scared.
I tell my dad "I will get him dad you don't need to worry" he told me that he will come with me also and I didn't say no because I know what vidyut is capable of.
We gathered our most loyal allies, a crew of fighters who knew the stakes. Like what he even thinks of himself business is on one side and family is one. I will make sure he pays for what he did.
As we approached his factory located on the outskirts of the town. I reviewed our plan. I will definitely not let fear paralyze me I have to be strong.
Then we barged in gun shots everywhere, the sharp cracks of bullet filling through the air. I moved with precision aderaline rushing through me as I started to check every room to find my brother.
Whereas the bullets were still ecohing in every bit of the factory.
Then I saw him in one of the room-Vidyut standing at the far end of the room, a smirk on his lips. "You're brave, I'll give you that," he called out, his voice echoing through the chaos. "But this is a mistake."
"Let him go!" I shouted, my voice steady despite the chaos around us. "This isn't just business for me."
His laughter was chilling. "And what if I refuse? You think you can threaten me? Who are you?"
