VIKTOR.
What is life? For a man with a dream, it's his goal. For a man with desires, it's his love and for a man with power, it's his strength.
And every day is a struggle to protect our lives. Every day is a struggle to protect our dream, our goal, and our strength.
Every morning is the beginning of competition in the game of the world. And every night is a time for regrets we bear because of our incompetence.
Every man is a rival to survive and ticking time is the boundaries to hold.
We have to fight. With ourselves, with our people, with our world. To be what you want to be.
This is life. When you have to survive not for yourself but for what we are thinking waking up every morning. And thinking about it before sleeping.
As for me. It's my power. It's my strength. It's what is mine and must remain mine.
The extend I need to follow, the path I need to ride. Are not and cannot be an excuse for giving up.
But this world isn't grasping this strategy for a single man. These are burdens for people like us. And somehow there is no fight in this. To win.
This must be done.
"How many times do I need to tell you? You are running very behind. And you are very far from your goal!!!! You need to cover the distance. Find a woman to marry as soon as possible. Or I won't hesitate to give the company to Benjamin or Nicholas . " Dad yelled at my face. His repeated words with his awful stinging alcoholic breath.
The same things over and over again. Every week, every month, and every year.
Why does this world think that settling down is going to make any difference in a world of a man?
Why does a man needs to be handcuffed to prove that he can be harmless?
And how can you be so sure that the handcuffs can stop him?
The rotten one, cannot go back to being undecayed.
"And no more contract woman. If I found one more that I will be a father of only one son. And that is Nicholas . " He threatened me sipping till the last drop of his glass. In his huge classically decorated study office in the main mansion. His red face was barely visible in the yellow lights of the office with all the shadows of bookshelves. I took a huge sigh looking at the perfectly constant pathetic side of him and despising the blood running in my veins.
He might own the biggest company in the nation. He might own the biggest mansion in the nation. He might own the seventy percent wealth of the nation. But it's all pointless.
Because he is just a failure who can't understand his son.
And seeing this side of his every day is just disintegrating my eyes.
I need a break and another girl to shut these constant lectures for some time. At least time enough till I receive the Mshines company as my own at my birthday.
"I am leaving headquarters. I am going to work at the industrial office of Machine for a while. Where Samuel is." I said to the drunk man.
"Why? To find another slut to be your paid wife?"
"No to find my perfect another half."
"There is nothing as perfect as another half. Remember we were not synching well that's why God broke us. Just marry to make your place in the family. If grandma or grandpa will find about your planes. You know what can happen. It's your life. Marry now. And do whatever you want with her later. I am not going to stop you later on. One girl, two girl, three girl, keep as many mistress you want. And do whatever you want." And he agreed with his shrunken shoulders and nodding head. With his disgusting options and opinions for me.
The rule for marriage was made in Raven family to ignore the existence of mistress and illegitimate childs. And here it's all just opposite.
"Do whatever you like. Get married before thirty."
"I will."
I will find the girl for me. And get this done with. One the Mshines is mine
The burden will be gone. So will the girl
CHAPTER 1: Someone caught my eye. VIKTOR. There are points and time in our life when we have no options. All we have is, what is in front of us. Despite how much you hate it. Despite how hurtful it can be, despite how much you have to suffer because of it. You have to accept it. And everyone calls it fate. But for me it's just called helplessness. There is no thing as fate, this word is created for those who tend to fail everytime. Fate, karma and destiny are just words. Helplessness, incapablity and defeat is the reality. When you are helpless you name it fate, when you are incapable, you act to believe in karma and when you are defeated you call it destiny. This is the ugly truth of reality. But I am neither. I am not helpless, incapable or can be defeated. I have many options for
VIKTOR. The meeting was going on as I verified all the work they have been operating till now telling me the details and their presentations but who cares right now? What more had grabbed my attention was that girl. How silently she was just working on her documents not even sparing a look at her seniors who were giving presentations. She seems the innocent, introvert type who will nodd if said so or bark if told. Honestly, I wouldn't have noticed or have been this much interested in her if Samuel wouldn't have bugged them. That stood her out. After all the shitty talks it was her turn for presentation. She stood with her documents and pen-drive as she set it in her laptop and then went near my side beside me to give me the written version of her presentation. This is interesting. I looked closely at her to make her nervous and fall for me but she did flinch either
VICKTOR. I was fuming with anger right now as I saw her boldness. What the fuck she said? Sack of money? Me? I grabbed her even tighter by her hands. But her glaring eyes didn't flinched at the pressure I was applying on her. She is fearless and bold. Charming and sexy. Again to make people go crazy over her. Just like I was on her now. "Sack of money? " I asked her my eyebrows twitched as she smiled. And she looked at me with her beautifully sarcastic smile. "Why? Was sack so big for someone with tiny thinking like you? Should I say a bag of money? " She again said as my anger flushed in the toilet. I smiled at her boldness now. Looking from close she is pretty that is 9/10 and if we pay attention she is hot10/10. Has perfect attitude 20/10 and fits perfectly 10/10. Got the girl. She threw away my hands while
VIKTOR. I walked on my floor as I noticed that my Hayl was waiting outside the door of the secretary's cabin. Playing with leaf on the door. If not only you know how fun and interesting she is. They will think she is as a saint as I thought. I walked towards the entrance as she noticed me and greeted me. I didn't stop and instead walked inside my room directly. She followed along behind me. As soon as I entered, "Samuel sir said -" She began to talk. Oh yes, Samuel sir. "Did he pleased you well last night?" I cut her in between since what I saw yesterday wasn't much grasping. "What??" She asked me suddenly acting shocked at what I mean? "What do you mean?" "Oh, I saw you moving around with that man. And leaving office, him talking your side and etcetera. Did he treated you well last night ?" I asked her while the daggers released from her were warming up my aching heart.
VIKTOR. "Marry me," I asked her out of blue as for a moment her eyes widen in shock but that didn't last for long. They became neutral again as she looked at me. "Bury me" Fuck!! What?! She said as I looked at her with confusion now. Well, this woman very well knows that how to change the situation. She just blew my mind for a second. "What? " I asked her in confusion and a bit of excitement to know what she says now. "I'd rather prefer to die than marry someone like you," She said as I stood shocked at her confidence. Is she rejecting me? The Raven? Not just any but Vicktor? Who is going to rule the world in no time?? Well if you are going to be like this. You gotta see my charm too. "Than should I book a hall for me and your corpse then" I too replied her with her sarcasm. How's this girl?? As she smirked.
VIKTOR "Since marriage cost this much. How much do you sell yourself for one night?" I asked her my hands again slipping down to reach her butt as her back became tighter. "Maybe one of my companies" as I already reached her butt. "And how much does touching you costs? " I said as I looked at her raising her knees to hit at my crotch while I blocked her with my hands as she tried to apply force but it was worthless in front of me as now I started to raise my hands over her thighs. And then suddenly a slap landed on my cheeks. As these slaps raised and debating from my feet to my upper body and I became uncontrollable. As I grabbed her by her arms and took her to the window and threw her on hit. While she was astonished by this for a moment but then she smirked. She smirked. How can she smirk in a dangerous situation like this? "Indeed you are not a human. " She said as her words amused and angered me at the same time.
VIKTOR. "You are mine" I said to her as she looked at me. Her eyes were teary again when I saw them. Why?? How? Please don't! That's all I wanted to say to her but I couldn't. "Get your fucking hands away from me" She said in a tough same voice she carries around all the time but eyes were different today. And in a flicker of second while I was still gazing in them they turned cold. What is wrong with her. Why at times she turns soft and dull. She has sick family is it the reason for her different behaviour. "Leave me!!" She again yelled at me and I couldn't help but get back to being an assholr Vicktor. "I said you are mine you are going to be on my floor as MY assistant" I ordered to her while she sighed and shooked my hands as I grabbed them tighter. "And what if I don't want to be there?" "Sometimes you don't have options in life just a dec
CHAPTER 8 : Shits and gifts. VIKTOR. I went inside the club with all the sounds as I saw my guys and went to them. All of them raised there hands as one by one we had an hi-fi with each other. Laughs and smiles and hugs. Been so long till last gathered together. There was Nicholas , Kashton , Drystan, Noah and Benjamin. "Ooww Bro it's been long " Drystan said as he gave me the final hi-fi. "When did you came back from New York? " I asked him as he sipped the last sip of his drink. "Just now " He answered. "Where is that punk? " Noah asked me referring to Samuel as I looked at him and sat on one of the chairs. "Why mention him? You all must have forgotten. I haven't." I said and this turned into a awkward silence between us. "Cmon bro look for some other girl. World is a fish market. If you can't get the one you desired. There are always better option."&