Roses Are Red✔

The Unusual Man

Shivaay stayed up that night. His mom was lying dead in the next room and he felt a sense of relief. He was just sorry that she had died so peacefully. He hated her. He had wanted her to go away from his life from a long time and today finally she was gone. It wasn't as if he liked the rest of the Oberois.He hated the whole of his kin. He loathed them. His mother was famous for her flings even after her marriage. Not once had she given him care as a child. He wasn't needed and she had made sure he was aware of the same everyday . She had said that he was an accident with his father. She had never loved him like a mother. When he was in his teens , she had hit him too for ruining her life. Shivaay trembled while reliving those thoughts. His dad Harshvardhan Oberoi was the king of bad names. There wasn't a single illegal job that he wasn't involved in. From selling drugs to arms, he was into everything. He had bought the top lawyers and had them to make him get out of any stick situation. He was ruthless and uncouth. He could kill too if and when required. His smuggling business had expanded over the years and he had wanted Shivaay to take over the business but Shivaay had refused point blank. Shivaay wanted to get rid of this illegal business. He wanted to set up his own business. Though his father hadn't picked up the topic in the last few years , Shivaay knew , he would do so very soon. Unlike Shivaay , his younger brother Aditya loved his father and his smuggling traits. Aditya scoffed Shivaay and his will not to get into the illegal dealings. Aditya was a playboy  and an raging alcoholic. Shivaay despised him. Aditya was disrespectful towards women and always treated them as objects of desire. Shivaay had nothing to do with Aditya. Also a part of the Oberoi family was Jhanvi Oberoi, she was basically the mistress of his father. Aditya was actually Jhanvi and Harshvardhan's son but the world didn't know that. Harsh loved Jhanvi more than he had ever loved Anjana. Shivaay had a soft spot only for one member of the Oberoi clan and that was for his sister Mri. Mri was his real sister. She was nineteen  , was always very gentle unlike her other family members. Mri loved Shivaay. And for Shivaay , she was his only family. They were like pillars for each other. This was the only bond in the Oberoi Mansion that was pure. Rest every bond was filled with hate and toxicity. But when the time came for the family to unite towards a rival everyone came together, though Shivaay was forced into it. Even Jhanvi and Anjana could turn into the best of friends and murderess to save their business. Shivaay and Mri wanted to stay away from all this but couldn't.
Shivaay also had one more person in his life with whom he was head over heels in love and that was Dr.Annika Singhania. Whenever she used to visit him, he would feel calm and comforted. She was charming and beautiful. That dark mane, deep orbs , pouty lips and a complexion like ivory. And the way she spoke, cool and confident. She was just amazing for Shivaay. For ages he wanted to ask her out but didn't because of his mother. When he was sixteen , he had , had a girlfriend. But his kind mother had given her such a special treatment that ensured him never having a girlfriend ever again. But now she was gone and after a month of pretentious mourning he would ask Annika out. Shivaay smiled at her thought and fluffed up his pillow. Before going to bed he went to get some water and then he noticed the cabinet , where his family figurines were kept. One was missing from the set of six and he found it smashed below. Shivaay got shocked and a warning from a priest years back came to his mind 'One by one you all will pay the price.'
Shivaay shook his head and cleared his thoughts. It was rubbish , probably a coincidence. But , a thought came to his mind, what if someone was really behind this .
Shivaay took the water and went to sleep.
Deep down he knew one thing, something was definitely not good.

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