The private airport of Mumbai was usually full of people, with famous actors, politicians, and important guests coming and going. But today, it was very different. The entire place was locked down. No one could get in without a strict security check. Security guards and bodyguards were everywhere, talking into walkie-talkies and running around, making sure everything was safe.
Few minutes , A private jet can be seen landing smoothly on the runway, and the whole airport became quiet making the bodyguards run towards it. Everyone was waiting, looking at the jet. A man can be seen standing near the runway,calm but alert. It looks like he was waiting for someone very important.
The jet door opened slowly, but no one came out right away. The tension was building, and everyone held their breath. The guards and the police officers stood straight, their eyes fixed on the jet like eagles, knowing how important the person inside was.
Then, after what felt like forever, a tall figure appeared at the door, wearing sunglasses and buttoning his suit.He looked at everyone and descended the staircase like a king.
He was none other than ABHIRAJ SINGH RAICHAND, the man who ruled everyone and everything as if he owned it all and why not when he actually owns it. A figure feared by the underworld, businessmen, and even the government. But he wasn’t a mafia boss or a villain rather, he was the most honest and righteous businessman, though a bit rude and arrogant or maybe a villain (we never know what might a person be from inside). Abhiraj became the ruler of the Raichand Empire at just 16, building everything with sweat and blood his name, fame,power and money were earned through hard work. Not only India, but many other countries were under his influence. You will know him more in further chapters. He is the most twisted man if you can't understand him,which practically impossible for everyone to understand him.
He stepped out slowly, dressed in a perfect black suit. His expression was serious, and his eyes looked like they could see everything. He walked down the stairs confidently, like he owned the place. Behind him, his personal bodyguard, Max Villari, followed closely, making sure everything was safe.
Abhiraj didn’t look at anyone as he walked. He didn’t have to. Everyone already knew who he was and how powerful he was. As he moved toward his waiting car, the air felt thick with tension. No one dared to speak.
The man previously standing near the runway stepped forward quickly, his heart racing. "Welcome back, sir," he said, his voice careful and respectful.
He is Aditya Sharma, his P.A .
Abhiraj gave a small nod and continued walking without saying a word, forcing others to rush after him. It felt like the entire airport was holding its breath as he passed by, with every guard bowing and every police officer saluting him , not out of fear, but out of respect. Abhiraj Singh Raichand wasn’t just an ordinary man; he was someone everyone both feared and respected.
As Abhiraj reached his car, his bodyguard Max opened the backseat door for him. He sat down, taking off his sunglasses. Once Abhiraj was seated, Max got into the driver’s seat after signaling to the convoy of cars filled with guards to start moving. Aditya sat in the passenger seat beside Max.
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