A muscular man was engaged in pushups, his sweat glistening on his skin, presenting quite the disheveled yet appealing sight. 

[Hehe...author swooning over him🌚]

Drying off with a towel, he retreated to his private chamber for a shower—a luxury afforded to each resident, except for the siblings who shared. Veer never allowed anyone to his chamber, and the only exception was his dearest mother.

[Perks of being a billionaire. 😭🤌🏻]

Emerging with just a towel hunged around his waist, he dressed in a meticulously stitched Armani suit, fastening cufflinks engraved with his initials 'VS'. After applying his signature cologne, he descended to join his family for breakfast, upholding the tradition of sharing at least one meal together daily.

VEERANSHU POV:

I descended the stairs and encountered my siblings bickering over something, but when they noticed my presence, their actions halted for a moment. As I approached them, raising my eyebrow as if asking 'what was happening here?'. Both of them exchanged glances and gave me the creepiest smiles. UHH...These kids. 

"What were you two doing, Hriday??", I questioned sitting near the head chair while Pakhi replied," Bhaiya, this monkey is arguing with me, that he wants to join us in my college event. Even after I said it's at my college and he is not allowed." "Pakhi, you chipkali !! Shut up. Bhaiya please I want to go", hriday pleaded with those irresistible puppy eyes. In a monotone voice, I replied, "Fine, you two come with the driver only."

The aroma of holy insense sticks spread across the dining area, indicating Maa's arrival from the Pujaghar (Home temple). She is a devotee of Lord Krishna. But I don't believe in such things. I only know one thing, to make rules and ruling over everyone. The I only hunger I have is for power and nothing else. 

Dadi entered the dining hall, and I greeted her by touching her feet. Maa handed me Black Espresso Coffee and with some fresh salad. I don't like eating unhealthy stuffs.

 The dining hall was quiet until Dadi spoke up, "Beta ji, today is our university's inter-college event, and you've been invited. Are you going?" "Yeah, Dadi, don't worry. I'll go after finishing some important work," I reassured her. Then Maa chimed in, "Veer, you're 28 now. Maybe it's time to think about marriage." "Maa, I don't want..." I started to reply, but Dad interrupted, "Veer, listen to your mother." "Beta, we want to see you married and happy. You're the eldest, you should understand," Maa said calmly. "Okay, I'll think about it," I finally agreed. They looked so pleased.

After breakfast, I hopped into my Porsche and headed to the office to tackle my workload. Suddenly, my best friend and chief secretary, Abhiyansh Raghuvanshi, called urgently, "Veer, listen, that jerk Gupta isn't cooperating and denying everything. I think you need to come and handle this personally."

"Alright, I'm on my way," I replied firmly before ending the call. "Driver, turn the car around. We're heading to the warehouse. Someone needs to learn a lesson."

TRIGGERING CONTENT AHEAD‼️‼️🔞 ignore if you are uncomfortable.

After an hour, we reached my warehouse, which was situated in the outskirts of the city. I made my way to the chamber, in which that man was kept and tied. I removed my coat and handed it to one of my men and entered the room. Upon opening the door, the lingering smell of the fresh metallic blood was spread across the room and the walls were painted with the victim's blood.

 This Fucking Gupta, tried to leak my Mafia business transaction to one of enemies. But he didn't know or maybe known to the fact that, "I never forgive Betrayers. " 

"Tch...Tch... Gupta, you've made a grave mistake by double-crossing me, 'Veeranshu Singhaniya.' You're unaware of what people call me—I am the devil in disguise." 

My evil laugh was echoing in the room, and I can see the terrified look on his face, which brought a satisfied smile on my face, but his next words enraged the beast in me, "You, motherfucker I will never tell you for whom I work. Just die", he spat with a venomous tone. 

He wants it hard way fine, a smirked pulled at my lips, which made him confused. I'm enjoying this so much. I removed my expensive Rolex from the wrist while closely glaring at him. I spread one arm, and knowing me very well, my men handed me a pair of black leather gloves, which I wore it. Walking towards him, holding an iron rod, I gave a nice blew on the head of that man in one go. The force was so hard that the man stumbled back and held his forehead with both the hands. He was crying and begging me to leave.

" It would have been good, if you obliged me and didn't insult me. But you wanted hard way, Fine Let's play a game" I spat, dropping the rod and picking a Sharpe knife. Moving towards him and I bending to his height level, "So... where was I?" I asked, pretending to think. "Yeah, the game; the rules are simple. I'll ask one question and if u answer it correctly then I will give you a fair easy and less painful death and if you still want to be a brat then I will straightaway poke this knife in your eyeballs. Okayy."

The man started panicking and shouting for help. He's so irritating, "Shut the fuckup", I shouted, and he stilled in his place. I started the game with my first question, "For whom you work, Gupta? Answer wisely", I asked calmly, the calm before the storm. "I don't know his name", this man has the audacity to lie on my fucking face. "You lose, so...WELCOME to the devil's customed made hell" I said, laughing like a psycho. With that I poked the knife in his eyes mercilessly. "You have wasted so much of my time," I said as I moved away, ordering my men to torture him and to not give him an easy death.

TRIGGERED CONTENT END

I always keep an extra suit in my warehouse for such emergency. Stripping from the blood-stained suit, I quickly took a hot shower and calmed myself. Getting dressed I made my way to the car with my best friend to the university for the event. I have a feeling something good will happen today, let's see.

We arrived outside the university in under 30 minutes. The area was bustling with a large crowd. Keeping my composure neutral, I stepped out of the car and made my way towards the university entrance. This university held a special place in my heart, as it was established by my late grandfather, Mr. Rajesh Singhaniya.

Inside, I entered the hall where the principal greeted me with a token of respect for the formalities. Soon, it was my turn to address the audience. Stepping onto the stage, I began, "Good afternoon, everyone. As many of you already know..." Before I could continue, the crowd erupted in cheers and applause.

"I am Veeranshu Singhaniya, CEO of Singhaniya Empires," I continued once the noise settled down. "This university stands as a testament to the vision of my late grandfather. I wish you all the best for today's event." With that, I descended from the stage, taking my place in the front row as a guest of honor.

I wasn't interested in these silly events; I was busy checking my emails. Amidst the chatter, a name caught my attention like a sharp jolt – "AKSHARA". Intrigued, I shifted my gaze towards the stage and was instantly struck dumb. There she was, an ethereal beauty, captivating everyone with her presence as she began to dance. "Everything disappears' when she is Infront of me dancing like a Goddess she is. And I will gladly worship this goddess for my whole life; even if I have to bent on my fucking knees."

My eyes wouldn't let me look away from her. As if sensing my gaze, she turned towards me, and there I was, gone, our eyes clashing. "Grey eyes clashed against hazel brown eyes." She turned away and continued her performance. "I can't let her go, even if she tries. 😏 She's been mine since the moment I laid eyes on her. You can't run from me, Little Birdie." Soon, her performance ended, and she turned towards my direction again, and I couldn't take my eyes off her. She ran off like a little mouse. "Cute," I chuckled softly.

The prize ceremony was announced, and my heart swelled with pride as my "sweetheart" was called onto the stage. She looked shocked beyond words when the principal called me up to present the trophy to her. Standing face-to-face, she trembled under my gaze as I handed her the trophy, prize, and certificate. Leaning close to her ear, I whispered, "Congratulations, Little Birdie. We'll meet soon. Take care of yourself. Hmm."

I waited for her reply, but she remained silent, and frustration brewed within me. I needed to hear her voice. Glaring at her, I conveyed my displeasure, and she seemed to understand. In a soft voice, with a timid smile, she finally responded, "Than... Thank you, sir. I will take care."

Her voice was like honey, innocent and sweet. It stirred something possessive within me, a desire to protect and possess her, yet I knew I had to restrain my darker impulses. As she hurried away, I couldn't help but smirk devilishly, making a silent vow, "I'll never let you go, sweetheart. I will keep you safe in my arms, my Little Birdie. I promise."

The intensity of my feelings for her was undeniable, a mix of obsession and adoration that consumed my thoughts.

After leaving the college, I caught sight of my angel, smiling and heading towards a nearby ice-cream parlor with a friend. The sight of her only intensified my longing. She had effortlessly wrapped me around her little finger. Unable to resist, I instructed my investigator to gather all information about Akshara within the hour.

Parking my car discreetly outside the parlor, I watched her from behind the tinted windows. She looked so adorable, and a strange mix of emotions churned inside me—adoration, desire, and possessiveness. I couldn't help but acknowledge the contrast between her innocence and my complicated feelings.

Akshara sensed my gaze again, but the tinted glass shielded me from her view. As she enjoyed her ice-cream, I found myself captivated by the way her rosy lips delicately touched the treat. My mind wandered to unholy thoughts, imagining myself in place of that ice-cream. I shook my head, forcing myself to snap out of such inappropriate fantasies.

"Stop, Veer," I muttered to myself sternly. "Leave now before you do something you'll regret." Reluctantly tearing myself away, I stole one last glance at my sweetheart before driving off. 

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