SIYAASAT

SIYAASAT the game of power, greed, envy, selfishness, conspiracy.

The one who will win the game is called.

The Ace of Spades.

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" Bhai" I entered my brother's office to call him outside. The office is dark and my brother is standing in the middle and 3 - 4 people are around him.

" Bhai" I called him and everyone look at me startled. My brother looks at me like he wants to say something to me but can't say it.

I take a step forward and the person who is standing in front of my brother turned and my breathing stopped. His face was covered with a white handkerchief but his eyes are visible.

They are dark so dark yet alluring. I keep looking at him and he takes a step forward.

My back collided with the wall and he come close to me. He come dangerously close to me and I close my eyes suddenly I felt him pull away and I open my eyes I see them all going but one thing caught my attention it's a shiny object which he held in his hand.

A gun.

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He raise his hand and filled my hairline with sindoor.

" From now on you're husband and wife" the Priest announced.

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I come into my room and locked the door. I turned and my eyes widened as I see him sitting on my bed. He looks at me and starts walking towards me taking predatory steps.

He tried to intimidate me but I also look at him with the same intensity. He grabbed my hands and pinned them on the wall beside me and leaning closer I turned my face away.

" Mohobbat karte hai tumse, toh kya pagal kar dalogi. Marte hai tum par, toh kya maar hi dalogi" he whispered in my ear.

" Keemat," he said and I look at him.

" Everything has a price you say yours. Keep your hand on it and it will be yours" he look at me with intensity.

" Jo kahogi vo tumhara or tum hamari" I smirked because what I want he can't give me.

" Palace"

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