The Desire to Scare

It's the first time Tanvi stepped into the Chauhan Group of Companies. Looking at the giant office, filled corridors, hurried people, she couldn't help but admire.

She remembered her manager's words, "Tanvi, I've expectations on this deal as well as on you. We must get it at any cost, and I'm sure only you can do that."

With her daze, her team-mate patted her when Maahir approached them. Maahir stopped dread in tracks by her presence. Soon, he composed himself and decided to pretend like it's the first time he had seen her.

"You are here for a presentation, Miss...?"

"Yes. I'm Tanvi Siara Agarwal." She said with her shoulders back and head held high.

Maahir nodded, "Please come this way."

Nihar and Tanvi started walking on the white marble floor. On their way, a tall figure with a cold-look, flawless skin in the warm-ivory shade, chiseled jaw, dressed in a black suit with perfectly styled hair followed by a bunch of subordinates crossed her path. A unique masculine fragrance occupied her nostrils, "wow!" she exclaimed while it became imprinted in her mind.

She froze by seeing the authoritative figure, "Mr. Chauhan." she mumbled holding her breath.

The subordinates accompanying Rudra were frightened seeing his rage, "How did this mistake happen?"

"Sir, they changed the plan at the last minute. It's not our fault." They said as slowly as possible not to offend their boss.

"What are you doing then? Don't you know how to handle it?" Rudra yelled in annoyance.

"We'll rectify this soon."

"You better make sure it's done. Or else, I'll have a new team in replacement." Rudra said in a stern tone with hands tucked in his pockets nonchalantly and walked away without noticing Tanvi.

Meanwhile, Tanvi ogled at Rudra's disappearing silhouette, "Woah! This man is more powerful than I heard."

Nihar wiped off his sweat, "Damn! If we have this kind of a strict boss, we'll be dead meat." With that, they both chuckled.

They reached the hall and started making arrangements for her presentation. Twenty minutes left for it, still, the hall is empty.

She occupied an empty seat and thought about Rudra, "How can a man be this handsome? like a Greek god?"

Nihar said while reminiscing the seen happened earlier, "Mr. Chauhan has an unapproachable vibe?"

Tanvi nodded, "His way of handling things is simply perfect."

"Yes, or else how can he manage a billion-dollar company?"

"Hmm... Let's get into the details of the presentation."

Nihar nodded and focused on it. "Everything is well designed. You'll nail it."

Slowly, the hall filled in, and the meeting began. After about two long hours, it ended with a round of applause. The gesture showed they were impressed with her presentation. Tanvi sighed in relief while they shook hands with her.

"Great job, Ms. Tanvi."

"Thank you."

"We'll look forward to work with you."

"My pleasure," and asked in excitement, "Did I get this deal?"

"The ultimate decision is taken by Mr. Chauhan, Ms. Tanvi."

Tanvi frowned, "But... he's not present here?"

"A copy of your presentation is recorded. We'll be forwarding this to him."

"Oh!" A sudden rush of nervousness kicked in her after hearing that. "With his demeanor,  I'm not sure what he'll decide." She asserted in her mind while her palms started sweating.

Nihar came to her, "Don't worry. You did give your best. Let's wait for the time being." With that, they left.

...

That evening his phone beeped in his pocket. The report. Rudra reached his gleaming black Range Rover Velar. "Take me home." He said while checking his mails. Chetan nodded and stepped on the accelerator.

After a while, Rudra leaned his head and closed his tired eyes, "With Chetan around, I can relax." He thought when his lips twitched slightly upwards. "This man doesn't seem like he's in his 40's. His hair is jet black and no wrinkles on his face. Damn! He maintains his body pretty well." He drifted to his old days.

"Haha, How can I forget that he's a retired military man? No, wonder, his muscles are still burly as eight years ago."

"He can easily knock out more than ten people with his swift movements. That's the best thing about Chetan, with him, I don't need any bodyguards." A decisive nod of acknowledgment made his eyes glitter.

Within thirty minutes, they arrived. Freshened up before heading to his study. Rudra opened the report on Harish, "As expected, he is in touch with Diana Bhatt. It seems the matter is no longer as insignificant as I thought. I need to show him who the king is." Rudra scowled.

Meanwhile, Tamaz arrived at his home. "Bro, I had just seen the report. It appears Diana didn't learn from the previous issue. Was she still trying to poke you?"

"Hmm. She'll learn this time." His muscles became firm and bulged out from his T-shirt, while a mysterious air occupied the room.

"Doesn't she bother about Diana Industries? How come she was targeting you again?"

"Let her be. Either way, she'll get to know with whom she messed up."

"Are you going to make a move?"

"Should I sit idly and do nothing when she's challenging me without knowing her limitations?" His tone became raspy with a sharp glare as an eagle.

After a pause, "Going to use William?"

"I'm thinking."

"Is it really needed to hand this to our underworld men?"

"I must teach them a harsh lesson. So that would be an example to others as well."

"I agree. But, William will get the hell out of Harish. He has a family too."

"Doesn't he knew it prior? It was he who deceived us. I won't give a second chance to anyone."

"Hmm... It's been a while we deal it in this way. Is your presence needed over there?"

"Technically speaking, No. But, I want to see his fear. It will amuse me."

"Yep! It will be satisfying to crush his arrogance."

Tamaz patted on his shoulder and left. Rudra analyzed for a while and dialed Maahir.

"Boss!"

"Get Harish to our warehouse by tomorrow."

"Okay."

*

Rudra ate his dinner and loitered into the bedroom while scrolling the head-lines. Suddenly, his phone buzzed. His father again. Rudra took a long breath. Abhay Chauhan could never just let him be. He wasted within himself for a while but finally answered on the last ring.

"Son, What are you up to?" Abhay asked.

"Nothing! Why did you call me? Is everything okay?"

"Yes, everything is fine. I want you to meet Diana."

"That's not possible," Rudra said in a low tone with his hands curled into a sturdy grip while his chest thrust out.

"It's an order, my dear son."

"You're in no position to order me, remember that. Don't ever call me to discuss these kinds of things."

Rudra hung upon his father. He knew he was rude, but he couldn't control his temper. All his father had to do was raise the name Diana in front of him. Another beat and he made a phone call. On the second ring, there came a voice from the other side. It's William.

"Boss!!" William said.

"William. Where are you?"

"Checking on the weapons shipment. Do you need me for anything?"

"Not yet, but be ready. I'll inform you if I need you."

After a while, "Guys," William said while catching the attention of his twenty fellow people. They turned around and waited to let him continue.

"Boss might need us. We must smash his enemy like we usually do."

"We were all ready, William. After so long, we might get a chance to show our exceptional fighting skills." They laughed while hoping their wait might end soon.

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