I came out from office , and I went exactly to the place where he told me to come .

It was deep inside ,in a place where nobody can usually goes . In the middle of a jungle , I saw a building. it looks so beautiful from outside , almost like a palace.

But the moment I stepped inside , it wasn't as it seemed at all . The air was heavy , the walls were old , and it felt like a whole different world inside.

I want into that palace , and you know WHO I MET ? My frind Harsh Oberoi . there he was , with vhiann Singh standing right beside him .I looked at Harsha and scoldedm him , "you rascal ,where have you been all this time?" vhiann, who had been there with him , just gave a nod as if to say ," I was waiting for you to ask the same thing".

Then Harsha looked at me and vhiann ,said " So , I finally show up ! is this how you both treat an old friend after all these days?". vhiann siad "no ,we shouldn't ask like this . We have to punching or making you bleed ,right?" .Than i said "or we should kill you right?".

Then Harsha said ,"Oh , so one of my friend was planning to kill me , and the other to punch me , just when I show up now". Vihan asked Harsha, "Where were you all these days?" But Harsha just shrugged and said, "You'll know in the future why I went." I sighed and closed that topic. Then we got back to discussing our deals, all the work we had, and the plans involving the mafias. Now, we’re back together and I think it’s going to be tough for our enemies from here on.

Now, I was the king of the mafia, with Vihan as my left hand and Harsha as my right. The three of us together we’re about to rule the mafia in a way no one could possibly imagine. I would say to all my enemies : just be ready, because your downfall is coming .

On the other side, a man sat in a chair, observing as Vikram’s three friends . He thought to himself, the day I’ve been waiting for has finally come. He said aloud, “I was waiting for this day.”

When one of his men approached and asked, “Sir, why did you call me?” he commanded, “Get me every piece of information on his family every detail of every person.” After the subordinate left, the man looked at a photo and muttered, “You took what’s mine; now I will take everything you have. Be ready to lose it all.”

After some time, his man returned, carrying a file containing every detail of each family member.

The assistant explained, "Sir, Shiva Malhotra was Vikram's father, a mafia king in his time in lndia. Aparna Malhotra was a mafia queen once. Vikram’s sister, Radha Malhotra, is sweet and innocent. Harsha and vhiann, as we know, they are his best friend .Manikya is vikram's uncle who once ruled the mafia in Italy, and Kavitha was queen there. Now, Their elder son, Aditya, is now the king, and their second son, Virat, serves as Aditya’s right hand. This is all the information on his family, sir,” the assistant concluded.

Then the man asked, “Does Vikram have a girlfriend?” The assistant replied, “No, sir, he doesn’t have any girlfriend up to now. But he does seem Obsessed by some women ,we don't know who she is sir".

The man, after a moment’s thought, took the file with a cold smile and said, “Now I have everything I need. I’ll find my way into that family. And I’ll start with the sweet, innocent sister.”

Then he commanded the assistant," Find out about the women he is Obsessed by as fast as possible." The assistant replied, "Okay , sir" and left. The man looked at the file , and smirked evilly ,knowing that now everything was falling into place.

But he didn’t know that God had already planned everything according to a greater moral order. Little did he know, each step he took, each scheme he planned, would be guided by forces beyond his control. And in the end, the love that connects them all whether hidden or yet to be discovered would shape the destiny of each person, even in ways they could not foresee.

On the other side, Vikram returned home with his friends, and his mother greeted his friends, and said to Harsha, “How many days it took you to visit your mother!” Harsha hugged her and said, “I really missed you, Mother,” and Vihan hugged her too. Harsha added, “I missed everyone, but it was urgent to go. I won’t go anywhere now.” Vikram’s father then asked Harsha, “Where did you go?” Harsha just smiled, saying, “You’ll know in the future.”

(Author: vikram friends call his mother and father in same way as vikram call them . But they don't have any blood relation.)

After that, Vikram freshened up before dinner. They all ate together, and afterward, Vikram, his friends, and the family gathered for a mafia discussion. Vikram stayed cold and regal, only fully engaged when it matter of mafia. Vihan reported, “Some illegal drugs have been sent from India to Spain without our permission".

Vikram looked at Vihan and said, “This is a huge problem. I’ve already seen things happening without our permission. As the mafia king, I noticed this once earlier this month. Now, someone is preparing to challenge us. I think they are trying to take us down.Little do they know, I am the mafia king of India. Without my permission, nothing should move anywhere. I got a message when that shipment was arranged. i said don't do any thing because we cann't find the person."

Vikram’s father lean in and said, “If they challenge you, they challenge all of us. We’ll prepare as a family. Let’s show them that we’re stronger together. Vikram, don’t hesitate. We are a family of fighters. Find the culprit directly and deal with him.” Vikram responded, "I was already on it, tracking every detail about him. But I hit a wall he wasn’t slipping up, and I couldn’t draw him out. It’ll take a few days to flush him out."

Vikram said calmly, “But I’m certain I’ll handle him decisively when the time comes. Don’t worry about him, Father.” With that assurance, the family chatted briefly about other mafia matters, then each of them dispersed to their own rooms for the night.

After that, Vikram entered his room and stepped into an attached private room. Inside, there was a portrait of a women. He picked up his paintbrush, took a fresh canvas, and began painting her again, this time with a new backdrop or detail. Each brushstroke reflected his longing, adding a new dimension to the mystery he kept returning to. When he finished, gazing at the painting, he softly said, “When will I finally meet you? It’s hard being without you.” Then, he quietly stepped out of that private room, returning to his bedroom. With thoughts still lingering, he lay down and finally slept.

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