Chapter 1: She belongs to him!

"Dmitri!" A baritone voice calls him out and he immediately switches his attention towards that voice and finds his boss standing there. Mr. Black! He is a man in mid fifties, with graying hair and a slightest bit pot belly. Bowing a little, Dmitri greets his boss.

"Good morning, Mr. Black!" The man only nods curtly before telling him to follow him into his office. After reaching his office, he lets Dmitri sit on the chair right across him and gives him a file to go through. As Dmitri looks over the given file, his eyes hold shock. "Mr. Black, why are you showing me this file?" He knows just how stupid this question of his must be sounding, but he could care less about it right now as he has to clarify as to why he is being given this case. Being a hitman may have its perks but sometimes, it is just a pain in the ass! Like right at this moment!

"What kind of question is that, Dmitri? You are here for your job, and this is your job! Your next job!" His boss tells him authoratively not leaving any room for further argument. But as stubborn as Dmitri is, he pokes him again.

"Mr. Black, you know why I am asking this, right? And I think there must be a lot of others who are more than willing to do this job. So, why me?" He asks in a calm tone but he is anything but calm from the inside currently. Mr. Black laughs before shaking his head.

"No, unfortunately, there is no one else to do this job as good as you can do it! You know, for this kind of case, we need our special ones here. And, you are one. So, I would suggest you to go get ready. Physically, and mentally!" He says with a little smirk across his aging face. Dmitri understands the meaning behind his smirk all too well. With a long sigh, he nods and gets up to leave. "Oh, one more thing, Dmitri!" He says making him stop. "You will have to disguise as a forty year old man before going to their house." He completes. Dmitri turns halfway and sends him one of his known smirks.

"I know just what I have to do!" With that said, he leaves his office with that file.

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With the file in his hands, he plops on his bed and starts to go through it again. As he does so, he can't believe what he is reading about this person. He has always thought of him as a rude and arrogant but clean businessman. But now here he is, given a contract to kill this person because he has done some serious harm to the one who has proposed this contract to his boss. How could he have hidden this well for so many years till now? Or is it that this person who has given them the contract is lying? It could be though! But what he is going to do is kill him. Innocent or not. It is his job after all! But as it is his own policy to not to kill any innocent, he would first figure it out whether or not the given information on him is true or not. And for that, he would have to go and live with them in their house, twenty-four seven!

As he keeps on flipping the pages, he finally finds something which he really wanted to know. About his wife! Or it should be said that, about his ex-wife, Itzel Singh! Gulping the lump that has formed in his throat, he runs his eyes over that picture. In it, she is wearing a beautiful spaghetti strap two piece dress which is in baby blue colour. She has this beautiful smile across her beautiful red lips, which she carries almost everytime. It is just that he is not enough fortunate to see that smile everyday, anymore! Every damn time, he tries to convince himself that whatever he has done, is for her own good. But now, he surely is not so sure of it! If her father really this kind of a person, then she is better to live with him and not with her parents!

With that thought, his mind now races thinking about how she will be doing now. Is Itzel better off without him? Not wanting to ponder on this question, he flings the file across on the bed and pulls off his shirt before getting comfortable under the comforter. As he lays his head on the pillow, he tries to get a sniff of the familiar fruity mint smell, but how could he get that from this now as it has been a whole two fucking years since Itzel stayed here! Yes, he now stays in her bedroom. And at first, he used to get that addictive fruity mint scent of her shampooed hair. But now, every bit of the smell is gone! Sighing. he forces his eyes to close and to get some night's sleep. But all he gets is the picture of his Itzel in that two piece baby blue dress. How she must be looking now? After all, it has been two years since he has seen her. So, it is natural for him to get all excited to see her! He tries to convince his excited self by saying so, everytime. With her beautiful picture in his mind, he sleeps off the whole night.

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The next morning, he gets up quite early since he has to get everything and himself ready before going to the Singh mansion. Standing infront of the mirror, he gets going with all of it. Wearing some beard which have some graying hair in them, on his chin and upper lips, he quickly fixes them with skin friendly glue. Then moving onto his hair, he sprays some colour to make them look like a head with black but with some streaks of grays in them. Similar to his beard. Adding some makeup to his face to look like a forty something years old, he completes his look by wearing grey contact lenses. Releasing a deep sigh, he looks over his reflection for one last time. No one would be able to tell who he is, hopefully! Not even Itzel, who had been his wife for more than six months? Dmitri highly doubts it. But he has to get going. Maybe, he could just avoid facing Itzel while living there? No, that can't happen since he is going to be the butler in their house! Okay, he will think about that later when the time comes! After checking everything once again, he sets out to move to the Singh mansion now.

When he reaches there, he rings the doorbell and it is opened by a maid. She asks about who he is, to which he tells her that he is here for the replacement of the butler here. By Mr. Black's grace, he has to be the butler since he has got something done to the prior butler causing him to resign from his position immediately. So, here is Dmitri, to take his place in the Singh mansion! The maid quickly ushers him in before calling Mrs. Singh out to the living room. And comes in a lady in her early forties wearing a beautiful saree! She takes a look at Dmitri before telling him to sit on the couch across from her. "So, what is your name?" Mrs. Singh asks him.

"I am Tyberius Taylor, ma'am!" He lies to her very fluently. She nods before asking him a few more questions as if to test if he would fit in to be their butler or not. Taking this as a good opportunity, he decides to ask away a little or more about Itzel. Indirectly, ofcourse! "So, ma'am.."

"Oh, please call me Mrs. Singh!" She cuts him off with a small smile. Nodding his head, he continues.

"Okay. Mrs. Singh, can I know a few things about your family? Like how many members are there?" He starts off simple.

"Sure! We are a family of four. Five, actually, if you count my daughter's cat!" She gushes out while laughing a bit. Dmitri also not being able to stop himself, he smiles back remembering how close Ginger and itzel had become seeing as that cat literally went away with her that day! Itzel really loves Ginger!

"Okay, what about their preferences?" He asks.

"Uh, my husband is kind of a picky person, you know! But my son does not have that quality, thanks to the heavens!" She says but she misses out on what he is dying to know about!

"Oh, what about...your daughter?" He asks trying to sound subtle infront of her.

"My daughter, well, you don't have to know much about her though. She rarely stays at home during the day. But yeah, she comes back at night after seven or eight." She tells him. And he frowns. What does that supposed to mean? She rarely stays back at home? But Itzel was never like this before when she was married to him! Has she really changed over the time? What is she like now?

"Oh, okay! Is she working somewhere?" He decides to prod some more but cautiously.

"No, no! She does not work anywhere! She is a student at the university, majoring in business administration." She tells him. "My husband is also a bussinessman, so he decided that our children will also go for the same." Decided? He decided? For them? "My son is the youngest in our family. He is fourteen right now. He goes to a day boarding and comes back at around four everyday, except for sunday ofcourse!" He nods while still thinking about how to take more information on Itzel from her mother.

"Oh, that is great! So, your children must be very diligent and intelligent from how it sounds." She smiles at him.

"Yes, they are! My son is literally a child prodigy! He is a science and maths genius. He has also won some three Olympiads and two exhibitions till now." She rants about her son, like he gives a shit to it! All he wants to know is about his Itzel! Can he really call her his though? He needs to find it out soon.

"Uhh, how about your daughter? Is she also this intelligent?" He asks as she is giving him too much information on her son, maybe she can do the same about her daughter?

"My daughter, Itzel, she is a very private kind of person. She never tells about any of her stuff to me or her brother anymore." She speaks out while staring out in space with a distant look on her face. Dmitri does not understand what she means by saying that. As far as he knows her, she was a very bubbly and happy-go-lucky kind of girl. So, what has changed now? "Oh, well, leave about her." Mrs. Singh dismisses it causing him to grow a little bit impatient. But he tells himself that he will find it out for himself eventually. "Let me show you to the kitchen first." She leads her there before showing him every other rooms and corners of their mansion. And when they reach near Itzel's room, he finds his hands itching to open the closed door and go inside her room. "This room remains locked when my daughter is not at home. So, you don't have to get it cleaned by the cleaners everyday. Just on the days when she is in, okay?" He nods in understanding before getting lead to other corners.

Why is Itzel not home till late evening? Is she seeing someone? If it happens, he does not know what he will do! Itzel better not be moving on with some man other than him! Because, Itzel Singh is, has always been and will always belong to her Ruci Dmitri!