WHY?

A tall muscular man was sitting on the chair like a king and his subordinates were standing in front of him in two rows with their head bowed and hands tied.

The man standing in front of him was trembling in fear. As his head was lower while he bowed to him again and again not daring to look at the man on the face let alone the eyes.

“S… Si… Sir… p… ple… please have so… some m…m…mercy. I …. I …. I would never…. Never do that ag… again. I … w… was j…ju… just driven by l… lust”. He spoke while bowing to him and went to his knees.

The man got up from the chair. His black shining leather boots made noise with every step he took which also made man’s heartbeat jump with his every step.

He stopped in front of the man. Then he raised his leg and put his foot on his palm which was on the ground.

The man on the ground felt immense pain but he did not dare to make any noise. The man with deathly aura was none other than Vikramaditya Bhardwaj.

He is the king of the underworld mafia, also known a