Anindita :HIS Ardhangini

Chapter 2: The Unbreakable Bond

The royal palace of Rajasthan stood as a testament to power and tradition, yet within its walls, an empire was being run that defied conventional norms. Avinash Singh Rathore, the young, fearsome king of Rajasthan, sat in his private study, immersed in the day's reports. At just twenty-seven, he had carved a name that inspired both reverence and fear across the land. CEO of Rathore Industries, Avinash's reputation extended beyond boardrooms-he was the shadow king of the underworld, a mafia kingpin whose name was synonymous with ruthlessness.

Avinash's life was a paradox. Despite being surrounded by luxury and family, he considered himself an orphan, having severed emotional ties long ago. Loyalty was the only bond he valued, and that was reserved for the two men who had stood by him through thick and thin-his best friends, Abhay Singhania and Ranveer Singh Rajput.

A knock sounded at the door, and Avinash's trusted aide, Samar, stepped in. "Sahib, Abhay Sir and Ranveer Sir are here to see you."

Avinash's lips curled into a rare smirk. "Send them in."

Moments later, Abhay and Ranveer entered. Abhay Singhania, silent and brooding, with eyes that missed nothing, was Avinash's right hand, the man he trusted to guard his secrets. An orphan like Avinash, Abhay shared his disinterest in idle conversations, his gaze always intense and calculated.

Ranveer, on the other hand, was a stark contrast. With a mischievous grin that seemed out of place in their world, he had a carefree air that masked his loyalty and fierce protective streak. Despite the neglect he faced from his own family, Ranveer's warmth toward his friends was genuine, yet his warnings were no less intimidating. "Mess with my family, and you've got an enemy for life," he would often say, and he meant every word.

Avinash gestured to the chairs in front of his desk. "Abhay, Ranveer, let's discuss our new venture. Rathore Industries is expanding, but there are threats. Competitors, politicians, and... old enemies."

Ranveer leaned back, his smile fading. "So we make sure they know who they're dealing with."

Abhay nodded, his voice calm but chilling. "I've already taken care of some... loose ends. Let them think they can challenge us; it only gives us an excuse to eliminate them."

Avinash's eyes gleamed with approval. These men understood him, his darkness, his ambition. Together, they formed an alliance as unbreakable as it was dangerous. They had no need for family when they had each other-a brotherhood that even death couldn't disrupt.

As they discussed strategies and laid plans for the empire they were building, one thing was clear: Rajasthan belonged to Avinash Singh Rathore, and with his best friends by his side, nothing would stand in his way.