What would happen when two individuals, one innocent and the other dark, encounter each other after eight long years ? Time has transformed them both into darker, more complex beings.
Shivaay Singh Rathor, the most feared mafia king in Rajasthan, ex...
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He mentioned he was done eating and headed towards his office. Tabhi mujhe ek idea aaya—since Baddy ka office hi Shivaay ka office hai, maybe I could find something there. So, I decided to make my move.
( He mentioned that he was done eating and headed towards his office. That's when an idea struck me—since Baddy's office is also Shivaay's office, maybe I could find something there. So, I decided to make my move. )
30 Minutes Later
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Nirmala Maasi had just finished preparing coffee and was about to take it to Shivaay. "Gauri, kuch soch... jaldi! Agar Maasi chale gayi, toh mera plan khatam."
My eyes darted around the room, and then I spotted it—a glass sitting on the counter. Without thinking twice, I deliberately knocked it off the edge.
Gauri: "Sorry, sorry! Pata nahi kaise gir gaya. Main abhi saaf kar deti hoon!"
(Sorry, sorry! I don't know how it fell. I'll clean it up right away!)
Nirmala Maasi: "Arre, koi baat nahi, beta. Tum ek kaam karo, ye coffee Shivaay ko de aao. Jab tak main yeh saaf kar deti hoon."
(Arre, it's okay, dear. You do one thing, take this coffee to Shivaay. I'll clean this up in the meantime.)
Gauri: "Okay, Maasi."
I grabbed the coffee tray and headed towards Shivaay's office. My heart raced with every step. It wasn't just the coffee I was carrying—it was also a plan, a gamble, and maybe a step closer to discovering something important.
The closer I got to the office door, the heavier my footsteps felt. "Focus, Gauri," I told myself. "Yeh mauka dobara nahi milega."
(This opportunity won't come again)
Reaching the door, I balanced the tray in one hand and pushed it open slightly with the other. I peeked inside I saw Shivaay sitting at his desk, his back facing me. He was deep in conversation, his voice serious as he spoke into the phone.
