Tiring Day

Chapter 2

Author's POV

Infront of the huge lord Ganesh idol, Saritha was praying to the god, joining her both the hands. She was murmuring something, and after a few minutes she opened her eyes and bowed down to the idol.

She took the vermilion placed on the golden plate and applied it to her forehead. After taking flowers offered by the pandit (priest), she walked towards the exit.

Saritha looked here and there and took out her cell phone. She clicked on the contact “ Mama's Prince ” a beautiful smile adorned her lips as she saw her son's image displaying on the phone, And then she called to that contact.

“ Yes Maa...” a deep voice sounded softly on the other side of the phone.

“ Where are you Rehaan...?” Saritha asked.

“ I'll be there in a minute Maa...” he said and hung the call before she could ask any other questions.

Saritha was looking around, her eyes fell on Rehaan, who was walking towards her. His face held a small smile, as his eyes met with his mom.

Both of them hopped into the car and he drove off the car towards their mansion. Throughout the ride, his phone was ringing constantly. He peeped at his phone screen and saw the name of the person who was calling, and took a deep breath after seeing the familiar name “Mamba”

After half an hour of drive, they reached their mansion. Saritha walked inside, while Rehaan took out his phone and made a call.

“ What's the matter....?” he spoke in a deep voice, seriousness laced in his tone.

“ We've found the traitor!” the other person answered.

“ Okay... I'll be there!” he said coldly and hung the call.

Rehaan let out a deep breath and walked towards his collections of car. He hoped onto black Rolls Royce car and drove off in a death speed.

Time skip.

Inside the dark room, a bloodied man was tied into the chair, his head hung down.

Infront of him was a man, who stood tall. His hands crossed across his hard chest, showing off his well built biceps. His sharp blue eyes glaring at this wounded person. His handsome face held all the features of a devil, adding to this, his black dress was giving dark vibes. He looked like a satan, ready to hunt.

Besides him was another person, who is standing there with raged eyes. His black eyes were burning with fire. His broad chest heaving up and down as a result of his anger.

Along with him, there were other five to six members in that dark room, all dressed in Black. Their bodies were in a stiffened position, all tying there hands in the back, with their chest raised up.

The person wearing the black jacket, who had the charm of the absolute leader of them, took slow steps towards his prey.

The bloodied man shivered as his eyes fell on those sharp ocean blue eyes, eyeing him cruelly.

Bloodied man's face turned to the right as a result of the hard punch he just received from that person. Another punch landed on his face, then another and another. Blood started oozing out of his nose and lips. He screamed in pain, but the other person had no intention of leaving him so easily.

“ How fucking dare you ditch me Jake....? You think i won't notice it??” blue eyed person, spoke venomously.

Jake's body trembled in fear. He shook his head vigorously.

“ Please forgive me Boss....I swear i won't repeat it... Please i beg you...” Jake begged him with pleading eyes. He was almost crying, and begging him to let him go. But it had no effect on his boss.

“ Never!!!!! Not even in your dreams will i ever forgive you, you son of a bitch! You know what punishment traitors get and you deserve it !” the boss man spoke seriously. His eyes fuming with anger.

With that he took out the gun from his pocket and loaded one after another bullet in Jake's head. His thick skull broke open as bullets rained into his head. Blood oozed out of dead Jake's head, seeing it that blue eyed bossy man smirked in satisfaction.

He threw the gun to the next person, who successfully catched it.

“ Take care of this bitch...!” he ordered seriously, and walked out of that dark room without sparing any glances.

Rehaan's POV

It's such a tiring day. I have to work in my company and i have other works too, i can't say much about my work, because it's not legal!!!!

“ Rehaan..... I'm calling you from that time, will you come down or what....?” my maa almost screamed. I am still lying on the bed, ughhh I'm too tired to move now.

“ Get up Son, look at this photo....!” my maa said pulling me up. I didn't move a bit. She sat next to me, holding her iPad. She is staring me, i am still lying, not looking at the photo which she mentioned.

“ Rehaan..!!” she called again, this time her voice was serious. I woke up and faked a smile, which she identified immediately and shook her head.

“ Maa... What's the matter...?” I asked her.

She forwarded me her iPad and signalled me to take a look at it, to Which i rolled my eyes.

“ Look Rehaan, here are some photos of the beautiful girls I've selected for you.... Just look at these photos and select anyone. We're getting older yet you're still unmarried!!!” My mom said in one breath. She's angry.

I took the iPad, swiped the photos... My eyes didn't really see any of those girls and then i looked at my mom.

“ Done.... They aren't match for me...!” I said in a boring tone to which she looked at me crooking her eyebrows.

“ Okay Maa, I'll be serious... I've told you many times and I'll say again now... Marriage isn't for me! I am least interested in this tangled relationship which is so called marriage... ” I said seriously. Her face became dull. She's sad now!

“ Maa, I've never done anything against your will. You know, i listen to whatever you say, but not this one maa... ” i said in a soft cooing tone. Her face lightened up a bit.

Only she can make me talk like this. That's true. I will follow whatever she says and orders. But not this marriage thing.

Whether it's this relationship or marriage i find them both useless. Why bother to marry, when you can fuck them after paying. There are whores who throw themselves at me just to get fucked by me. If i can give my money and fuck them hard, I don't think there is any reason for me to marry. It's just waste of my time and energy.

“ It's not like that Jaan, You can't stay single forever know...?? I don't want my son to die single! Consider marriage son, even if you have someone you love, I'm okay with it...” my mom explained. I shook my head with a smirk plastered on my face.

Love???

I don't think i will ever love someone in my life. It's the last thing i wanna do. To me, love is a complete bullshit. If at all i loved someone, maybe that girl is doomed. I'm not a person to love.

To my mom, I'm a perfect son.

To the outside world, I'm the most successful businessman.

But!

I'm a monster in real. A monster who loves blood!!

I am this much soft and smooth only with my mother.

People fear me...! It's better that way. Love is not my thing.

“ I'll consider it maa.. now let me sleep. I'm tired as hell!” i said and laid down again without giving her any chance to lecture me.

I am pretty sure, she's happy. Her face was blooming. She really thought I'll consider getting married, that's impossible. let her be happy with this thought atleast. Or else she'll keep nagging me until my brain cells are dead.

She kissed my forehead and left my room.

I've plenty of works to complete tomorrow. It's not easy to maintain double works. And that too, they are completely opposite. Two different worlds.

I own a company, to be more precise our family has many companies and corporations. In Mumbai, Khans are the biggest family. We are rich, powerful and bloody rulers. We own almost half of the business here, nobody dares to mess with Khans.

But i don't work with my dad. I've my own business and My dad owns several others.

Managing my company isn't a big deal for me. It's just like icing on the cake. And, I've my best buddy Amir to help me out. So it's not that hard for me.

There's another thing which nobody knows about me. Actually... I am a....

Buzzzz... It's my phone. It's a message from Amir,

“ Bhai, we'll leave to Italy tomorrow early morning”

I read the message and replied with an okay!

Somethings are better when no one knows. Secrets are meant to be secrets. It's better if you guys also don't know who i am!

I kept my phone on the bedstand and closed my eyes. Sleep engulfed me as soon as my eyes closed.

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