The city never slept, but Abhay Rajpoot was always awake—both in mind and ambition. His empire was growing, his power expanding like wildfire. Yet, amidst the chaos of business takeovers, gang wars, and ruthless deals, there was one person he couldn't control.
Ruhi.
She was a mystery wrapped in beauty, and Abhay hated mysteries.
[Scene 1: Consolidating Power]
After eliminating the old crime syndicates, Abhay's influence spread rapidly across Delhi, Bangalore, and Hyderabad.
In Construction: He secured contracts for government infrastructure projects, using bribes and threats to dominate the industry.
In E-commerce: His platform, "Rajpoot Enterprises," crushed competitors with aggressive pricing, data manipulation, and strategic partnerships.
In Technology: Abhay invested heavily in artificial intelligence, cyber surveillance, and military-grade tech, making his empire untouchable.
But power attracts enemies. New rivals emerged—ambitious politicians, hidden crime bosses, and foreign agents.
Abhay knew he needed more than money and muscle. He needed loyalty, and for that, he paid in blood.
[Scene 2: Ruhi's Emotional Battle]
Ruhi sat in her apartment, staring at the reports she was supposed to send back to her American handlers. She couldn't do it.
Every time she tried to expose Abhay, memories flooded her mind:
His rare, genuine smile when he was relaxed.
The way his voice softened when he wasn't playing the ruthless king.
The warmth in his eyes, hidden beneath layers of arrogance and power.
"What's wrong with me?" she whispered, her fingers trembling over the keyboard.
She was supposed to be a spy, but somewhere along the mission, her heart had defected.
[Scene 3: The Trap Tightens]
Abhay wasn't blind. He'd noticed Ruhi's subtle changes—her hesitation, her stolen glances, the way she flinched when he mentioned certain topics.
She's hiding something.
So, he set another trap.
Abhay invited Ruhi to a business trip to Goa, claiming it was for a corporate meeting. But his real plan was to isolate her, away from her contacts, away from distractions.
On the beach at sunset, they walked side by side. The sky burned orange and crimson, reflecting the storm brewing inside both of them.
"Why are you really here, Ruhi?" Abhay's voice was low, but sharp like a blade.
Ruhi's heart raced. She could feel his piercing gaze, searching for the truth beneath her mask.
"I told you… I needed a job," she replied, forcing a smile.
Abhay stepped closer, his face inches from hers. "And I told you—I don't like lies."
For a moment, time stood still. The tension between them was electric, charged with suspicion, desire, and danger.
Then, Abhay did something unexpected.
He kissed her.
It wasn't gentle. It was fierce, desperate—as if trying to claim her, to break through the walls she'd built.
Ruhi's mind screamed to push him away, but her body betrayed her. She kissed him back.
When they finally pulled apart, breathless, Abhay whispered, "Now, tell me the truth."
Ruhi stared into his eyes, her heart shattered between loyalty to her mission and her feelings.
"I can't…" she whispered, tears brimming in her eyes.
Abhay didn't press further. He just smiled—a cold, knowing smile. "You will. Soon."
—End of Chapter 24—