His Shackled Lawyer

“Hey sweetheart, the more you struggle the more you will get hurt.”She heard the calm but threatening tone near her ears. The strong cologne hit her nostrils making her eyebrows knitted with disgust. A mumbling tried to come out from her mouth as the thick duct tape made her lips sealed. Her continuous struggle made her wrists bruised with clotted blood. The blindfold on her eyes made her tenser, making her unaware of the monster standing in front of her. His heavy footsteps were circling her to increase her heartbeat.“Oops… I think you are not in a position to speak.”She tried again to speak through the duct tape. Her failed try of screaming made him laugh like a mad person.“Oh, my wild cat wants to talk.” A finger touched her lips after removing the duct tape from her mouth. Her breathing got heavy with that unfamiliar touch of rough hands. Holding her jaw tightly he pushed his one finger inside her mouth.“So warm. Rajveer must be a lucky man I can see.” Before pushing the fing

Rane Mansion, MumbaiGuests had started arriving as the evening started approaching. The Rane mansion was decorated with flowers, lights, and beautifully crafted elements. After all, the house belongs to the biggest business tycoon in India. Not only that but also Sudhir Rane has expanded to other Asian countries too. Despite having immense money and power his daughters Suhani and Rohini grew up under strict discipline. They were given freedom but they had never turned themselves into rich spoilt brats. The party planner was none other than the famous Mr. Devdeep Suman. He had personally planned everything. Suhani's friends from Law College and Rohini's childhood friends were invited along with some important personalities. Guests had started coming along with other people from Rajveer’s family. Rohini has few friends in India as after high school she moved to the US for further study. More or less she avoided keeping a long list of friends who liked to show up only for their needs.

Looking at the mirror for one last time Suhani got ready to leave. As she was about to step out, Rohini called her? Looking over her shoulder she asked her.“Yes, my little devil, tell me.”“Are you going to meet Jiju?” Rohini asked.“Yes.”Hearing the positive answer Rohini couldn’t stop herself from pinching her sister.“Sometimes let me also meet Jiju to get some gifts. After all, I will be leaving soon.”Winking at her sister Rohini ran away from there by shouting.“Use the smudge-proof lipstick if you are planning to kiss him again.”Two of Rohini’s statements were enough to make Suhani run after her with a pillow to beat the shit out of her. As they came down to the hall while running, Rohini, seeing her father, hid behind him.“What happened? Will you both ever grow up?”“Yes, dad, tell Mini to grow up. She was telling….. “ Suhani gulped down the rest of her syllables. She won’t be able to speak the exact statement of Rohini in front of her father.“Yes... Yes... Di… tell papa,

Mumbai, Maharashtra"How long will the papers take to get verified? And what about the permission?" A man spoke with his firm but an already irritated voice. "Sir, we are trying our best. But after the Kukreja incident, things are not going smoothly. I hope you...." Before the man on the opposite side could complete his sentence a gun came out in front of him. Looking at the pointed death threat he gulped down a large amount of his saliva to speak something positive. But as a result of his fear, nothing came out easily."I don't care about the incident that had happened or would happen in the future. I want the result as soon as possible. His husky voice echoed through the room making the remaining people scared like shit. Moving the gun away he stood up from the position to leave the room. Before exiting the room, another question hit those men sitting there again. "Who else is there for this same project?" Turning his face when he asked, one man immediately started going through

Madhban MansionAdarsh was looking at the big television screen when his older brother entered his room drenched in sweat."What were you doing bro?" Adarsh asked, looking at his brother's face. It was prominent that he had gone through some heavy work. But what exactly was the work he had done, was still not clear to Adarsh."I was just doing some boxing practices with a new modified sandbag." Winking at his brother he sat beside Adarsh and snatched the remote away to change the channels.It took just a few minutes for Adarsh to understand the meaning of "new modified sandbag." He snapped his head at his brother and laughed while asking a single question."Who was that unfortunate bastard who ended up being the replacement of sand in your new Sandbag?" For a normal human being, it would be hard to accept such brutality. For the Madhban brothers, it was nothing new. They often put their rivals in a sandbag container to hang it from the ceiling. Then they kept on landing punches after