Manan SS-Pyar Ka Junoon

Chapter 1

A love story you have never heard before. A story of revenge you have never seen before. A story of desires you have never experienced before. A story of two people who fell in love In between their revenge. A story of two rivals who killed their own blood for their rivalry. A story of the dark world. A story of guns and swords. A story of killers.

A posh area of London, A multistory building.

A girl is standing at the terrace of the building of a multinational company. She was wearing a pencil length jeans with casual top and stylish shoes. But the most shocking thing with her is that she is holding a Kalashnikov AK-47 Assault Rifle gun in her delicate soft hands and other men looking like trained goons with numerous weapons were covering the full area of floor.

She uttered in her sweet yet cold tone pointing that gun towards that man's head "Mr. Williams. Didn't I told you to give me that island? But you didn't. So then I had to kidnap your son. But still you involved copes in that case and poor you. That I had to kill your son. But still you didn't give me that land. So now what to do with you to get that island?"

That man pleaded in a pain filled voice "Please leave me. I can't give that island to you. If you want you can have my other lands or this building. It's more precious than that. But please let me go."

But listening his words the girl's cold calm expression turned into furious one and she kick that man's leg with utmost force that he fell down on his stomach. She then furiously point gun over him and shouted angrily "Nandini Moorthy ko na sunane ki adat nahi hei. Get that you fool."

Then she again smirk evilly and said in her calm tone "But soon that island will be mine." Everyone present there look at her confusingly with her calm tone but then the very next second...

BOOM...

A loud sound of bullet and that man was lying dead over there. Nandini smiled satisfactorily and then said to her secretory who is standing little far from her "Rose... call our lawyer and tell him to transfer that island on dad's name. I will gift him that island on his birthday." Then she cheered cutely and said in jovial voice "Yepieee... dad will be so happy."

An isolated building, Mumbai, at the same time.

A boy around his early twenties with super skilled physics and dark brown eyes and killing charming hansom face features was standing at the middle of the building. He was holding a Submachine Gun in his long hands and was talking over the phone whereas another men were covering the building who were his goons with numerous weapons.

"Hello dad. ya I have kidnapped Mr. Singhaniya's only daughter. So he aggress to give us that hundred km beach area and guess what? From now on the biggest beach of the town belongs to Manik Malhotra."
"Sabash... mere sher... Now I have an important work for you. We have a very important kidnapping to do next week in London. And I want you to do it. But I will tell you everything in detail when you will come home."
"Ok dad... I'll meet you tomorrow."

Saying this he cut the call and then said with smirk "Now it's a party time." Then he called his PA and said "Meri personal yacht ready karwao. And call FAB 5 and tell them to be there at evening. I wanna party hard." After giving orders to his PA, he left in his Mercedes-Benz E-class sedan car in jet speed. While other three cars follow his car for his protection.

So these are the life of two brats. One in London is Nandini Moorthy, only daughter of Europe's biggest don Virat Moorthy. A cute girl with a hard heart. She have always given everything in silver and golden plates. And as her father she is also expert in crime but always under protection. And Virat Moorthy's only competition to become world's biggest don is Mukesh Malhotra.

Next Morning, personal yacht of Manik Malhotra.

Five people were laying all over the living area of super luxuries yacht after partying hard and getting drunk last night. Two girls were on couches and and three boys were on the carpet of the floor. When a phone ring broke their all beautiful slumber. A boy with some naughtiness in his face said in sleepy irritated tone "Yar manik... tera phone baj raha hei yar... band kar ise... aur sone de muje..."

Manik who was sleeping till than get up with phone's ringing and his friends irritated voice and take his phone. But watching the caller id he immediately picked up the phone as it was king of his kingdom "hello dad... Good Morning..."
"Morning son... remember I told you about an important kidnapping in London?"
"Yes dad... but wo to next week tha na?"
"Ya... but now it's got preponed so I need to give you some details about it. So can you come over here?"
"Yes dad. I will be at home in one hour."
"And yes. I don't want you to go alone in this project so tum hamare chhote sehzade ko bhi sath leke ana."
"haha... sure dad..."

Chhote sehzade aka Cabir Malhotra. Younger son of Mukesh Malhotra and younger brother of Manik Malhotra. He is totally a spoilt brat like his brother and loves him a lot. Manik has never denied him for anything. Manik loves him a lot and cabir also loves him and respect him a lot. He is also on his brother and father's footsteps when it comes to crime.

After attending the call manik came to living room were now only cabir was sleeping as other three had woken up and were gone to freshen up. Manik lightly kicked cabir and said loudly "Cabirrr... uth ja ab... dad ne bulaya hei... hame London jana hei ek important kidnapping he liye... and you are accompanying me in this. So get up fast..."

Cabir unwillingly gets up and then after getting ready both the brothers left for the Malhotra Mansion.

Moorthy mansion, London.