𝙎𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧, 𝙄𝙜𝙣𝙤𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚, 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙖𝙛𝙚 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙎𝙘𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙛𝙛𝙨𝙥𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙫𝙪𝙡𝙜𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨.
- 𝙅𝙤𝙝𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙨 𝙆𝙚𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙧
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The Saturday evening was here before Shivansh anticipated, he was yet not accustomed with his 'friendship' with the Kulkarni sisters, although he was determined to stick by Maya's side. So, he just sat beside Maya who was sandwiched between Veer and himself, in the back seat of Alia Kulkarni's Black Maruti Suzuki. Maya looked like an excited child the big grin hadn't left her face since she had sat in the leather seat. Alia and Pooja Kulkarni were in the front seats, with Alia driving and Pooja tuning the stereo of the car flipping from various stations, till she found something of her likes. Shivansh would have traded anything to be out of this place, the feeling of awkw
𝙄𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙙, 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙤𝙣’𝙩 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙛𝙖𝙩 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨. - 𝙇 𝙇𝙖𝙬𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙩. *** Maya rose her hand and pressed the doorbell, the traditional bell rang throughout and she waited patiently. The door opened and a woman with long deep black curly hair, clear big hazel eyes and round face came into view. Maya smiled at her, the resemblance was clear between the mother and son. "Hello, Mrs Sinha." She greeted and the woman seemed confused at first. "Hello, who are you, dear?" She asked with a small hesitant smile. "Mom! Who is it?" Shivansh's voice boomed from somewhere in the house it seemed drawling. "I don't know, it's some girl!" His mother looked inside and shouted. &nb
𝙍𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙞𝙡𝙮 𝙧𝙤𝙗 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙤𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙚𝙭𝙖𝙘𝙩 𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙨. – 𝙇. 𝙇𝙖𝙬𝙡𝙞𝙚𝙩. It had been an entire week that Kiran was working on everything else other than digging into Kali's case and he wasn't liking it at all, his frustration was occasionally leaking on his subordinates who failed to work properly around him. Surya had been noticing Kiran's demeanor since the entire week, there were only a few people on whom he hadn't exploded. Kiran had even scolded Surya a couple of times while he was working on other articles and when they were out on field. "For God's sake, why don't you work properly!" Surya turned around to see Kiran shouting at the new intern boy who looked like he was going to cry. Surya slapped his forehead and wa
𝙊𝙝, 𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙞𝙩𝙮 – 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢, 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙨𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙣𝙖𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚, 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙬𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙨𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙩𝙝 𝙤𝙛 𝙘𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙨𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣 𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙗𝙞𝙙𝙙𝙚𝙣 𝙬𝙖𝙮. – 𝙎𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙖 𝙋𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙖, 𝙉𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙎𝙖𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙚 *** Surya stepped towards Kiran's messy room and sighed, he was sitting on his desk fuming in annoyance. Lately, he had been behaving more like hormonal teenager than a professional reporter. Surya walked in with a cold cola in his hand and brought it near Kir
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚. 𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙗𝙪𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨.' [𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙩]. '𝙃𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨?' 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙪 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙚𝙙. 𝙃𝙖𝙡𝙩 𝙜𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. 𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙨𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙧𝙪𝙨, '𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙛 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙞𝙣. – 𝙅𝙤𝙝𝙣 𝙁𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙣, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙀𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙧𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛𝙉𝙞𝙝𝙤𝙣-𝙅𝙖 *** Jay gaped at his daughter as she explained him the plan in his car while driving towards her university. He had just cleared her doubt that there wasn't any other agent snooping around their vicinity and none of whom they knew of was around as well and even if someone was there no
𝙎𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡, 𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙜𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙙, 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙪𝙣 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚. – 𝘿𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙠 𝙇𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙮, 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝘽𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧 (𝙎𝙠𝙪𝙡𝙙𝙪𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙋𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙩, #6) *** While walking home Maya stretched her arms above her head and then picked on her nails taking out the traces of dirt from them. Jay kept on wondering of asking her the question that kept bugging him but he knew of Maya's potential yet he couldn't help but worry. "I disposed all of the cameras and bugs, the spy was smart but he hid them in quite obvious places. There were twenty cameras and bugs all over the house." Maya said as if sensing his queries and Jay looked at her.
𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝙝𝙖𝙙 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝙈𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚, 𝙣𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙡𝙞𝙥 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙙𝙤 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙞𝙩.– 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙧𝙖 𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙚, 𝘾𝙞𝙩𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡𝙨 (𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙡 𝙄𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙨, #4)***𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘵𝘪 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘺 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥. 𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘚𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘭𝘢 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘨𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘪𝘮𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘪𝘯
𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙.– 𝙇𝙞𝙨𝙖 𝙂𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙣𝙚𝙧, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙉𝙚𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙗𝙤𝙧 (𝘿𝙚𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝘿.𝘿. 𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙚𝙣, #3)***The feeling of being watched was as clear as a snake slithering over her skin and Maya was having a hard time not to lure him in and snap his life thread with ease. She had to hold back as she had some ulterior motives with him and that would only be achieved if she had patience and a control over her bloodlust, she had got an assignment which she had to respond till weekend which was just the other day away and before going for her paid prey she had to get these unwanted pest off her back. She walked off from the college and noticed his stare burning at the back of her head, hearing his distinctive footsteps just a few yards from hers. She had been perturbing just to have one chance to trap him, just thinking about that she felt a w
𝙈𝙤𝙨𝙩 𝙜𝙤𝙙𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙬 𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙁𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙡 𝙩𝙤𝙤 𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜.– 𝙏𝙚𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙋𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙩.The hunt night was exhilarating for her as she finally had peacefully killed her prey, hearing his sobs, his cries, threats and pleads even. Begging for his corrupt life and even trying to bribe his way out but nothing would've satisfied Maya except for the death of someone who sucked the blood of innocents. The feeling of the corrupt life falling cold and limp at her feet and giving her the void feeling of satisfaction as she wiped her hands with the blood again staining her hands with the color of death. It was hard to escape the bloodlust and Maya was connected to it like a shadow, the skill of killing was a
𝙄𝙛 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜... 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙞𝙩'𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙮 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜. 𝙋𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙮𝙚𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙣𝙙, 𝙢𝙮 𝙛𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙. – 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙝 𝙍𝙪𝙠𝙝 𝙆𝙝𝙖𝙣 *** The noise had increased now and Deva sighed as he lied relaxing his well muscled and toned body on the white bench with the umbrella covering the upper half of his body. He heard the sound of loud laughter and cracked open his single eyelid to see the black and blue haired girl wearing a loose white t-shirt and red shorts jumping around with a black haired boy wearing blue swimming trunks chasing her. After a while she turned and skipped towards Deva. "Deva, wake up! What are you, ninety to lie around like this?" She spoke querulously and he opened both of his eyes and looked as her unnatural blue strands glowed in the summer sun. "Can't believe t
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙞𝙚𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙚, 𝙗𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙞𝙩 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜. – 𝙁𝙧𝙚𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙠 𝘽𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙢𝙖𝙣. *** "But... I want to ask you something... first... If I die here... would you really come and... punish God for creating... misunderstandings amongst us, sis?" Krishna whispered in a pain filled voice and winced, Maya felt her blood freezing and her heart stopping right at that moment. Her body seemed to be trapped in a glacier where the only thing she felt was numbness. So cold that she found her soul drifting out of her body, Krishna... Krishna. Krishna, her brother... was dying... because of her. She vowed to protect him, she promised him that she would cherish him all her life and even if they
𝙄'𝙢 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙙. 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙙𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙢 𝙘𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙚. 𝙄 𝙖𝙢 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛! – 𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙥𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜, '𝙄𝙩'. *** The night came rather slower than expected, Krishna was pacing around waiting, watching the clock till its needles dragged slowly till they reached the time he desired. The rain that had taken a pause in the early evening and had started pouring now accompanied with the loud thunder claps and winds. It seemed like a stormy night that was the beginning of something terrible but for Krishna it was a wonderful night because it was the time when he would finally disclose to his sister about his real identity. He would hold her in his arms and cry till his heart's content, tell her how much he loved her, how much he missed her and how much he regretted being incapable in the past. He wante
𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙙; 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙖𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙫𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨. – 𝙎𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙪𝙨𝙩. *** "Krishna Raichand?" The name left Maya's lips as her face tightened and the temperature around her dropped like a meteor. "Yes." Deva replied, Maya's darkened eyes held his and she sneered, her knife appeared in her hand. "Why?" She demanded. "Why? Because he is the heir of the Raichand Industries, one of his rival company had hired shooters to kill him." Deva said and Maya scowled. "Who?" She growled. "It's the H. V. Industry's owner." Deva answered. "He was jealous th
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙠𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜; 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙢𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜.”– 𝙀𝙡𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙝 𝙂𝙞𝙡𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩.*** Spade talked to Deva after the people had left and went back to find Maya in the kitchen eating a strawberry shortcake. "Our flight leaves at 1:30 am, make sure you are all packed up." He said and she looked at him. "At least for the show. We'll get out at 11:30 make sure you return back from your work on time." He said and she nodded remembering the task that Deva had asked her to do. The sound of the rain had merged with the sound of the people's chatter inside the Radhakrishna hotel. Maya waited outside, her hood drawn over her head covering her
𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚," 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙. 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙧𝙪𝙚𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙨, 𝙞𝙩 𝙛𝙚𝙡𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚, 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮𝙤𝙪. – 𝘿𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙙 𝙇𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙣. *** Raghuvendra noticed that Krishna's agitation was at its peak, he was chewing his nails which was only something that he did when he was extremely stressed. Raghu thought of asking but he knew the answer already. Maya's foster father, Jay Singh was murdered in his office and she was missing only God knew what kind of hell she would bring on earth. Maya was a sensitive topic for Krishna and with the things unfolding in an unprecedented manner, it sure was quite an intense situation. But he couldn't help the stress, "Zero, why don't you eat something?" He asked looking at the untouched plate of food. "Raghu, at what extent will m
𝙀𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 𝙄 𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙩 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛; 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣. 𝙄𝙣 𝙤𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪, 𝙄 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙮𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙣.– 𝙂𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙝𝙖𝙚𝙜𝙪𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙅𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙤𝙣.***Krishna had gotten the news of Jay being shot dead in his office but he couldn't get to see his dead body of even get much information about the case. So, he did what he could, he rushed to see Maya. He knew Maya loved her father more than anything and if Jay was killed then Maya would go on a rampage to hunt down the killer. He at all costs wanted to stop that. This was the exact thing that he feared the most, the thing that would snatch his Maya away from him all over again. "No! I can't lose all over again!" He hissed to himself
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙢 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙗𝙚𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙣 𝙪𝙣𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 𝙜𝙚𝙣𝙞𝙪𝙨 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙯𝙮 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙. – 𝙎𝙩𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙣 𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙚𝙚. *** Maya walked towards Jay's office, Deva had called ordering her to come near Jay's office immediately. The mirth leaked from his voice and she felt the hint of firmness in there as if he had found something. She and Jay were given the tasks to be completed, Jay was already in his office doing his. On her way she received Deva's message which said that Spade will pick her and bring her to the decided location for some important meeting. The black car stopped at the end of the alley way and Maya saw Spade at the driver's seat with his red hair covered by a black beanie. On their way, Spade told her that they were going to meet some
𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙨𝙤𝙣. 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨." "𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙣𝙙? 𝙏𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙡𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨?" "𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩'𝙨 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙥 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙗𝙮 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙧. 𝙍𝙞𝙙𝙞𝙘𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙨. 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣'𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜. – 𝘽𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣 𝙎𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙤𝙣, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙖𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙆𝙞𝙣𝙜. *** "There's something wrong." Krishna murmured as he stared out of the window at the pouring rain. The surrounding had turned gray and bleak which felt even more ominous to Krishna. "What is, Zero?" Raghuvendra asked as he poured the tea in the cup. "It seems