The private jet sliced through the clouds like a predator moving through silence.Inside, the atmosphere was cold. Controlled. Dangerous.
Shaurya Singh Rathore sat near the window, dressed entirely in black. One hand rested against the armrest while the other lazily twirled a crystal glass filled with whiskey.
His face remained same emotionless.Outside the jet, sunlight touched the clouds softly but inside it felt like night.
Across from him sat Arjun, scrolling through files on his iPad while occasionally glancing toward Shaurya. Ember lay beside Shaurya's seat, massive and calm, eyes half closed but alert enough to kill someone within seconds if needed.
"Banaras authorities have already been informed about your arrival," Arjun said professionally. " Rudra and Security team will meet us directly after landing."
Shaurya hummed faintly his gaze stayed outside the window.
But his mind it kept drifting back to that damn shadow on that fuvking scent which is seducing him even try an that jhumka what we say about that Shaurya is carrying it like a part of his body ,strange for a man who only carry gun with himself is now carrying a small jhumka.
His jaw tightened slightly Arjun noticed said in teasing tone "Bhaiiii" he said carefully, trying not to smile. "Aap phir-"
Shaurya glare at Arjun making him instantly stop , after some seconds Shaurya asked to arjun " did you get the cctv footage .
Arjun sighed, and closed the iPad and looked at him "na koi footage nhi mili kyuki uss orphanage aur uska aas pass ke kisi area mein koi camera nhi lage hain ," he said while shaking his head
Shaurya's jaw tightened as he heard that he shifted himself slowly toward him "it isn't what i expect from you ".
"Ji bhai I know that's why my man are still working over it if there is any cctv" Silence settled again.
After some hours the private jet landed in Varanasi just as evening settled over the ancient city.
The moment Shaurya Singh Rathore stepped out of the jet, the atmosphere around the private terminal shifted completely.
Black Thar's lined the entrance.
Security teams stood alert. Politicians, MLAs, party workers, businessmen, and local parsads had already gathered there to welcome him.
Because whether people admitted it or not but when Shaurya Rathore entered a city, the city noticed.
"Namaste, sir!"
"Welcome to Banaras, sir!"
"We're honored by your presence!"
Voices overlapped one after another.
Cameras flashed.
Men folded their hands nervously while others tried to gain even two seconds of his attention.
But Shaurya?
He walked past all of them like none of it mattered.
His black shirt sleeves were folded to his forearms, exposing the veins and scars on his hands the upper two buttons of shirt was off revealing rudraksha chain with gold details on his neck , the scent of sandalwood and cold air followed him .His hazel-blue eyes held the same cold authority that made grown men lower their gazes instinctively.
Beside him walked Ember slow. Silent. The beast alone was enough to make half the crowd step backward.
One MLA tried smiling nervously "Sir, arrangements for your rally near Banaras Hindu University are already complete-"
Shaurya didn't even look at him and walked away. Arjun handled the conversation instead while walking beside him.
"Security?"
"Done, sir."
"University permissions?"
"Managed."
"Media?"
"Under control."
Everything moved efficiently around Shaurya like the universe itself had learned not to waste his time.
As he walked toward the black G-wagon , local party workers whispered among themselves nervously.
Shaurya finally stopped near the car.
One of the senior MLAs stepped forward carefully.
"Sir, your stay arrangements are ready at the palace hotel. Also, Dena is waiting for tomorrow's meeting."
Shaurya adjusted the cuff of his watch calmly.
"Hm".
That single sound was enough to make the man nod repeatedly like he had received a blessing.
Arjun opened the G-wagon door for him. But before entering Shaurya's gaze shifted briefly toward the distant city lights of Banaras.
And for one strange second that shadow behind the curtain crossed his mind again. His hand slipped inside his pocket and touch the velvet box in his pocket .
His jaw tightened faintly.
Annoying.
A nameless stranger's belonging disturbs his mind was something he absolutely hated.
"Bhai?" Arjun called carefully.
Shaurya snapped out of his thoughts instantly and entered the G-wagon without another word.
The cars started moving through the crowded streets of Banaras behind his G-wagon he takes out the box from his pocket.
He slightly apart the lid of the box and starts admiring the jhumka his thumb cares the lower part of jhumka. Unknowingly a small smile form on his lips.
I was getting ready for university while standing in front of the mirror music was playing in my background, oh i forgot to tell you that today all of us had decided to wear kurti. I was getting ready while singing...
Mai nikla apna basta leke tanha pyaar mei.....
Koi ghayal sadma aashiq jaise ho baraat mei...
Kahi atka bhatka sadko pe mai tumse milgaya....
Tere dil ke kaarobaar se mai khud hi lutt gaya....
And honestly?
That itself was an event.
I was getting ready while singing.
I wore a red colour short kurti with straight-leg jeans and went to mumma so she braid my hair cause i don't know .
And no babes, before you imagine some Rapunzel-level hair no bro i don't have my hair are not that long but yeah... long enough to braid properly.
Jo kaajal tum lagati ho
Payal jo chankati ho
Subhah mere kamre mei saari mei jo aati ho
Jaan, tumko maine kaise paa liya
Mai deewanaaaaaaaaaaaaa
After finishing my skincare, I applied a tiny black bindi and a little lip tint on my lips and cheeks.
No one will judge guys bas Itna hi aata hai tumhari behen ko makeup mein. Ye bhi bhaut mehnat se sikha h bhai cause i have strict father so he never likes makeup in his perspective padhne wale bacche sirf padhte h #desi brown father bheno.
I opened my oxidized jewellery box and almost smiled instantly.
Bro.
I'm genuinely obsessed with jhumkas like next-level obsession. There were so many pairs of jhumka inside that box but but me being me if I see a new jhumka i instantly buy it like mere baap toh jese Ambani h .
Tum aise jo sharmaati ho
Dil se jo bulaati ho
Chaand si badan mei
Angdaayi jo lagati ho
Seeney mei chupaake jo shaam ko sulaati ho
Komal si aadao mei chalke balkhaati
After staring at them for a whole minute like they were precious diamonds, I finally picked a small cute oxidized pair that looked elegant but not too over.
Then came my oxidise bangles in the right hand and my watch in the left.
Perfect.
I looked at myself in the mirror again and before leaving.
yes.
I took my own nazar off with my hand.
Judge mat karna i know I'm insecure but sometimes even I feel like I look pretty rare moments very rare.
I grabbed my bag and walked out of the room before immediately hugging Mumma from behind.
She smiled softly and kissed my forehead."Radhe Radhe, beta, Bye," she said warmly while waving at me.
My heart instantly melted"Radhe Radhe, Mumma! Byeeeee!" I waved back before leaving.
A few minutes later, I sat inside the auto and plugged my earphones in. Honestly the PG wasn't that far from university technically, I could go there by walk. But in this heat?
Absolutely not.
Main khud ko jala toast nahi banana chahti. And I tan very easily even after sunscreen and you know what worse part?
The tan doesn't leave easily either.
After around ten minutes, the auto finally stopped near Banaras Hindu University.
I stepped out and gasped dramatically.
"Ohhh my my my Bhagwan" .
My girls were already standing there and trust me they looked like apsaras sent directly from heaven.
Nandani wore a black kurti with silver jhumkas and kajal while Riya looked illegally pretty in green.
I placed my hand on my chest dramatically "Bas," I said emotionally. "Aaj tum dono kisi ki nazar mein aa jayenge."
("That's it. Today u both are definitely getting evil eye.")
Riya flipped her braid proudly. "As we should."
Nandani looked at me from head to toe and narrowed her eyes suspiciously "Vidhi."
I blinked innocently. "What?"
"You're looking too pretty today."
I gasped and smiled. "Bs bs maska Mt maar ." Riya burst out laughing.
We started walking toward our department building together while gossiping nonstop like the educated unemployed women we were.
Nandani suddenly grabbed my arm dramatically. "Guys," she whispered seriously, "I have important news."
Riya instantly gasped. "Kya? Assignment cancel ho gaya?"
"Worse."
We both stopped walking Nandani leaned closer like she was about to reveal government secrets.
"Our psychopathology professor..." she paused dramatically, "...is getting married."
After two seconds complete silence. Then I blinked.
"Okay... and?" Riya looked like she personally betrayed.
"AND?" she repeated loudly. "Do you even understand what this means?"
I folded my arms. "No?"
"It means good men are disappearing from the market." I stared at her in disbelief.
Nandani nodded sadly. "One by one."
I burst out laughing. "Tum dono ko seriously help ki zarurat hai."
("You both seriously need help.")
Riya flipped her hair dramatically.
"We study psychology, not sanity."
Fair point.
As we walked through the campus, boys from nearby groups kept glancing toward us.
Nandani smirked instantly "Dekha?"
I rolled my eyes. "Please they're looking at you two."
Riya gasped dramatically "Vidhi Trivedi compliment reject kar rahi hai?"
"Aese cheap and creepy log ko rejecting hi milna chahiye ."
Nandani immediately held my shoulders and spoke like an emotional motivational speaker.
"Listen to me carefully You are right here but you are pretty Smart Cute. Chubby . Funny. Dumb. Idiot. Mentally unstable but pretty."
I choked laughing "Dhanyvad?"
Riya suddenly narrowed her eyes at my ears. "Wait."
I frowned. "What?"
"New jhumkas?"
I instantly smiled proudly and touched them. "Cute na?"
Nandani sighed dramatically. "Vidhi's love language is literally oxidized jewelry."
"Especially jhumkas," Riya added.
I nodded seriously "Absolutely correct."
Then suddenly I froze mid-step"but nhi yarrr."
Both looked at me "What happened?"
I touched one of my earrings again and frowned. "My favorite jhumka is still missing."
Riya winced. "The peacock one ?"
I nodded sadly "That was SUCH a pretty pair."
Nandani patted my shoulder dramatically.
"I agree that one was so pretty ," she said emotionally, "but hamne kitna dhundha toh tha ab nhi mila toh kya kar skte h or maybe someone got it "
I snorted instantly. "Yeah yeah right like i m y/n of a fiction and some criminal mafia guy holding my jhumka like treasure aaji Ghanta ."
All three of us burst out laughing loudly " whatever guys leave ab nhi milne wala h vo " pout looking at ground.
We start walking again through the campus when Riya suddenly grabbed our arms dramatically.
"Ohhh! I forgot to tell that" she almost squealed. "I heard the CM is coming today!"
Nandani's eyes widened instantly "Seriously? You aren't lying "
Riya nodded excitedly. " Yes bro he is coming i m not lying or fooling you both".
She cover her mouth while smiling "Bro firstly it's still hard to believe he's that young and already became Chief Minister and-"
I interrupted instantly " He is a Nepo kid, bro."
Riya stopped mid-sentence and glared at me. "Tu chup kar, Vidhi."
I looked at her with a completely done expression. 😑 'I'm surrounded by idiots.'
But Riya ignored me completely and continued dramatically anyway. "And secondly " she clutched her chest like a heart patient , "bro is handsome as hell how can someone be his much hot ."
Nandani immediately agreed."TRUE THO!."
Riya looked ready to faint at this point. "Like seriously bro his features are literally Greek god level. And his eyes " she sighed dramatically. "Ahhh My poor heart."
I stared at her in disbelief. "You both lost your mind , for your kind information his mans were involved in many murder "
Nandani pointed at me instantly. " Yeah but we can't ignore that he is handsome."
Valid.
Nandani took out her phone and started scrolling quickly. "Bro he literally trends on social media every other week," she said. "Girls are dying over him."
"Obviously," Riya added dramatically. "But his aura?"
She shook her head slowly.
"Bro doesn't need aura." in no then "Aura needs bro."
I physically irritated at this point "ENOUGH, guys. ENOUGH."
I made a sulky face while adjusting my bag on my shoulder. "Stop your this politics talk before i blast your head and you both know I hate it."
Both of them looked at me knowingly because yeah they knew.
Honestly i hate politics and these politician are only corrupt people they only see there profit they don't care if citizens are alive or die whenever there is any illegal thing happen a politician is definitely involve in it also in this country there is no justice to r@pe cause its done by a politician or his son and on one has dare to go against them . to me, politics always looked disgusting.
Power wrapped in expensive silk clothes.
People smiling publicly while ruining lives privately.
Manipulation.
Control.
False promises.
'They only know how to fool people, without 1st april ' I thought bitterly.
'Professional manipulators.'
My mood visibly shifted.
Riya noticed instantly and lightly bumped my shoulder.
"Okay baba sorry," she said softly. "No politics."
Nandani suddenly smirked mischievously and said in teasing tone "Fine then let's discuss something important."
I narrowed my eyes "What? Lecture"
"No , Your future husband."
I groaned loudly "Bhagwan, mujhe utha lo ya bacha lo inse."
Morning in Varanasi looked peaceful.
But peace never lasted long around men like them.
Inside the luxury hotel suite, the atmosphere was already heavy with work, files, and danger.
Shaurya stood near the large glass window in a perfectly fitted black shirt, sleeves folded to his forearms. The sunlight entering the room only made his sharp features look colder.
Untouchable.
On The other hand a black Ferrari stopped in front of the luxury hotel where Shaurya and Arjun were staying. Before the driver could even step out, the rear door opened on its own.Rudra stepped out calmly. Cold. Sharp. Unreadable expression .
His face rarely showed emotion, and his dark eyes constantly scanned everything around him with quiet suspicion. To the outside world he looked terrifying.
And honestly?
He was.
Men in the underworld feared him almost as much as they feared Shaurya himself.
Because he was the kind of man who could end someone's life with the same calmness people used while drinking coffee.
But around Shaurya and Arjun he was different , softer in ways only those two ever saw.
The hotel staff instantly straightened when they recognized him. "Good evening, sir."
Rudra ignored them completely and walked inside the hotel lobby with measured steps.
Black shirt.
Rolled sleeves.
Watch glinting under the lights.
Expression emotionless.
Meanwhile upstairs Arjun was busy eating snacks shamelessly while sitting on the hotel couch.
Knock knock.
Arjun immediately spoke. "Aaja, Rudra. Darwaza khula hai."
The door opened Rudra entered quietly his eyes first landed on Shaurya he placed a black file on the table.
Ember rested near the balcony door, silent but alert.
"Har har Mahadev bhai "
Shaurya replied back " Har har Mahadev Rudra aakhir aa hi gaya tu "
" Apne yaad kiya aur main naa aau aesa toh ho nhi skta h " he smiled looking at shaurya who was still facing back to Rudra.
"The rally in BHU starts around noon," Arjun said while flipping through another page. "Media coverage is already massive."
Shaurya hummed absentmindedly.
Rudra said in his cold tone "But before that," he said calmly, "we need to visit Sakshi Hospital."
That pulled Shaurya's attention completely his hazel-blue eyes shifted toward Rudra.
"The information is confirmed now," Rudra continued. "The illegal drug supply is coming from neurologist it's damn sure and this is getting done under opposition party both the marcos and political one too."
Arjun straightened slightly "Who?"
Rudra placed a file on the table. "Dr. Mahesh Sinha," he said coldly. "Senior neurologist at Sakshi Hospital."
Shaurya picked up the file slowly His expression remained emotionless while reading the details.
Illegal chemical testing.
Drug circulation under medical shipments.
Neurological sedatives being supplied through fake treatment records.
'Coward.'
'Using patients to hide their dirt.'
Shaurya closed the file with controlled force"When do we leave?" he asked.
"Within twenty minutes," Rudra replied.
Arjun sighed dramatically while standing up. "Subah subah hospital mein murder surder vibes..."
("Murder vibes in a hospital this early morning...")
Shaurya's cold gaze landed on him.
"Control your mouth."
Arjun raised both hands instantly.
"Ji bhai."
Rudra ignored them both and continued professionally. "The doctor doesn't know we're coming. Hospital management only knows the CM is visiting for inspection before the university rally."
A faint smirk touched Shaurya's lips "Good," he said quietly.
Shaurya walked and picked up his watch from the table and wore it slowly. And jhumka locked safely inside his hotel drawer.
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