For chandran2297e hope you like it and I can rewrite it if you don't like it because this a experimental shot
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The air in his uncle's mansion's grand, empty halls always clung to Rohit gurunath sharma, in a suffocating way woven from fear and neglect over the years
Rohit sat in the bed room tracing his palm lost in thought
Then he heard it His uncle's heavy footsteps echoed from the floor below, a predatory rhythm senting a familiar chill down Rohit's spine
He pressed himself to the corner of his bedroom, his breathing going shallow as he silently prayed for his aunt's swift return
Because Each day was a survival in this mansion and the only reason he's alive today was his aunt's presence which was the one and only net between him and his uncle's disgusting desires to rape and molest him
His uncle tried to do it so many times rohit had lost count a long time ago ever since his parents died life has been nothing but a fight each day was a horror show in this mansion
Then you may ask why he stayed here, he stayed not for himself, but for her hie aunty, knowing if he left her alonne his uncle will do everthying he wanted to do to him to her
This mansion was her prison, and he wouldn't abandon her to its horrors alone not after all she protected him from that monster
Suddenly a sharp ring of the intercom from downstairs made rohit flinch snapping him back to reality
Then he heard His uncle's voice, a low growl, rumbled through the floorboards Rohit strained to listen, catching fragmented words
"Lawyer... Dhoni... father's estate..." A cold dread settled in his stomach. Lawyers meant trouble, usually. But Hardik Pandya? The name resonated with a distant memory, a name his father had spoken with respect, almost reverence.
He heard his uncle's forced joviality, a sickeningly sweet tone he reserved for outsiders
Then Rohit heard a new voice, deep and resonant, cut through the pretense, carrying an authority that made even his uncle falter
Rohit decided to see who it was and carefully came out of his room to take a peak , his eyes widened seeing A man
Standing in the grand living, impossibly tall, a tailored suit clinging to a lean, powerful frame
His dark hair was swept back, revealing a sharp, angular face, eyes like polished obsidian that seemed to absorb all light
The man exuded an aura of untouchable power, a silent threat that made the air crackle
It took rohit a few seconds before realizing this was Hardik Pandya
Suddenly hardik looked up and saw him
"Good afternoon, Mr. Sharma," Hardik's voice was smooth, a low rumble that promised both intelligence and danger making rohit flinch
Hardik didn't wait for a reply instead he turned back to rohit uncle raj and spoke voice devoid of any emotions "I'm here regarding the estate of the late Mr. Gurunath Sharma. I was his legal counsel."
Raj sharma quickly put a mask of forced politeness, gestured vaguely "Yes, yes, a tragedy. My poor brother. Please, come into the study. We can discuss everything there." He shot a nervous glance towards the stairs, his eyes briefly flicking to Rohit's hiding spot
But Hardik didn't move, his gaze unwavering as he scanned the house again, then settled on the stairs. "Before we proceed, I need a moment with Rohit Gurunath Sharma."
