6.

Mira's pov

"The food is really amazing” I say while having my dinner and Jiya nods in agreement.

"I'm so happy today! He really chose me as his partner" Jiya says her face glowing with happiness. I admire her joyful expression. she is genuinely happy.

"Oh! I forgot to tell you. What will we do with this money?" I ask talking about the prize money. She looks at me, her eyes filled with excitement.

"We will solve our problem with this" she says and I nod, thinking about our job.

But one thing still bothers me how did we get so lucky? As much as I know, the college would never give such a big amount as a prize for such a small game. I think about it while eating my food but come out of my thoughts when I see Mihir.

"You guys know what?" he says excitedly and we both look at him with curious expressions.

"What?" we ask together and he smiles shyly.

"I'm so glad that Mr. Malhotra and Mr. Rajvansh chose you both. Because of that, I got the chance to dance with my long-time crush. And you know what? She likes me too!" he says almost squealing with happiness.

We pat his back, feeling excited for him. "Congratulations man!" we say together.

Just then a girl calls him. "Excuse me I'll talk to you guys later" he says and quickly runs towards his girlfriend.

Jiya watches him go and sighs. "Look he got a girlfriend for himself and here we are" she says sadly.

I laugh. "Why? Do you also want a girlfriend?" I tease and she playfully hits me.

"No! I want a man in my life" she says. Then her face lights up as she remembers something. "You know, when we were dancing, do you know what Dev said to me?" She looks at me her eyes shining with happiness.

I indicate her to continue. "He asked me if I was comfortable with him or not" she says hiding her face in her hands.

I laugh at her cute reaction but then something clicks in my mind. The way Abhiraj asked me if he should put his hand on my waist or not it was so dreamy. He has power, control, everything and as far as I know, he never asks permission for anything.

"Ahhh Mira don’t think too much. Anyway, he is not your type" I tell myself and focus back on my food.

completely unaware that this man is going to make me so obsessed with him that I won’t be able to think about anyone else apart from him.

Abhiraj's POV

"HOW DARE YOU!" I shout before punching the man in front of me. He is on the verge of dying but do I care? No. I'll kill him today for sure.

He raped a girl in the office and then tried to kill her.

"S…sir please I...." Before he can say anything else I shoot him directly in his manhood.

I’m still not satisfied. I shoot him multiple times not stopping until I run out of bullets.

Throwing the gun aside, I take sharp breaths. I hate myself. I wish I could have saved that poor girl.

Monsters like him deserve only one punishment—merciless death.

That’s why I never complain when I see cases of rape and abuse in front of me. I handle those monsters my way. Because the government They’ll just drag the matter on and on until the victim is forced to take the case back.

"Let's go" Dev says standing up from his place.

I start walking with Zar and Dev following behind me. I sit inside the car my mood completely ruined.

"Give the girl treatment and make sure this matter never comes in front of the world. I don’t want anyone blaming her" I order Varun. He nods.

I feel Zar resting his head on my lap. I close my eyes and lean back against the seat.

"Everything is under control. Don't think unnecessary things" I hear Dev’s voice.

I open my eyes and look at him. He is busy with something on his iPad.

We reach the mansion and I head straight to my washroom to freshen up.

A warm bath helps calm my mind. I step out in my night clothes, I see Zar already lying on the bed, waiting for me.

I lay beside him and he immediately rests his head on my chest.

I gently stroke his head, comforting him. His tired blue eyes look up at me and I smile, remembering my woman.

Reaching for my phone from the nightstand, I open my gallery and smile as her picture fills my screen.

I have over 50,000 pictures of her. I took all of that secretly.

I never set her photo as my wallpaper. I don’t want anyone’s eyes on my woman. She belongs to me and only me.

My fingers trace over her picture—it’s from tonight. She was eating dinner, completely unaware that I was capturing her.

She isn't just beautiful. She is beyond beautiful. Words might end, but the praises for her beauty never will.

I could bring her here right now. No one can stop me. But I want her to choose me as her life partner. I want her to want me.

Ahhh... I’m getting obsessed with her more and more.

I’m not a hero I’m a villain.

And they say obsession is more powerful than love.

A villain is getting obsessed with his woman and now, you can imagine what the future holds. I smirk and put my phone aside closing my eyes.

Be ready, my queen. You’re getting a new surprise soon.

With that thought, I drift into deep slumber, dreaming of my Mira and the future that is about to become a reality.

Dev’s POV

I toss from one side to another on the bed, unable to sleep.

Jiya.

She’s been messing with my mind ever since I returned from the party. I sigh staring at the ceiling, her words from tonight echoing in my head.

Flashback

"I had a huge crush on you, Mr. Malhotra" she says while dancing, her eyes twinkling with mischief.

I smirk. "Come into reality, girl" I reply, expecting her to back off. But she only smiles unfazed.

"You know, I had a crush on you… or you could say something more than that." She tilts her head watching me closely.

"I’m not forcing you but if I find out that even one percent of your heart beats for me then be ready to become mine" she says with a grin.

I glare at her. "Then be ready for heartbreak, because Dev Malhotra will never let a woman rule over him. Not you, not anyone. Mark my words" I say coldly.

But instead of getting affected she chuckles.

"Let’s see, Dev" she whispers in my ear, her warm breath making my fists clench.

Flashback Ends

I shake my head pushing the memory away. I never remember a woman for more than two hours. But her? Damn it.

"Dev Malhotra stop before you distract yourself" I mutter under my breath.

Turning to my side, my eyes fall on the photo frame beside my bed.

It’s a picture of me, Abhi and Zar from five years ago. We’re sitting in our garden, watching the sunset. Zar is lying on my lap, completely at peace.

Time flies so fast.

It feels like I met Abhi just a few years ago but it’s already been eighteen years.

I reach for the frame, running my fingers over the glass, remembering our first meeting.

We were both twelve.

He was running away from his uncle and aunt’s house. I was sleeping on a footpath.

That night, he fell right where I was sleeping.

He looked weak. Bruised. Eyes swollen from crying.

He had run away because they used to abuse him Their own blood.

That night changed both our lives.

An old man found us and took us in. He got us admitted to a school, gave us a small cottage to live in. People called him a monster because of his looks but to me, he was the most kind-hearted person on this earth.

It wasn’t just me and Abhi—he gave many homeless kids shelter, education and a second chance at life.

He died when we turned eighteen.

That’s when we started working doing small jobs, running around trying to earn money.

And in this process, we met the underworld. We became mafia.

Abhi never wanted me to enter this bloody world. He wanted me to stay out of it.

But I chose to stand by his side. Always.

We built our empire from nothing. We had no family, no support. It was just us.

And today we are powerful. No one dares to stand in our way. I close my eyes my mind heavy with memories.

Thinking about everything Abhi, the past, the future. I finally drift into deep slumber.

Mira's POV

I wake up and blink my eyes a few times, feeling the warmth of the blanket around me. My body feels heavy with sleep and a deep sigh escapes my lips. I turn to the side expecting to see Jiya but the bed is empty.

"Where is Jiya?" I murmur rubbing my eyes.

Dragging myself up lazily. I stretch my arms feeling the exhaustion from yesterday’s party still lingering in my body. My head turns towards the clock on the wall and the moment I see the time my eyes widen in shock.

"It's already 12?" I gasp jumping out of bed.

Without wasting a second, I rush out of the bedroom and step into the living room. The smell of something delicious fills my nose, making my stomach grumble. My eyes land on Jiya, who is standing in the kitchen stirring something in a pan.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" I say walking closer to her with an annoyed expression.

Jiya turns her head slightly, glancing at me before shifting her focus back to her cooking. A small smile plays on her lips.

"I thought to give you some rest" she says casually flipping whatever she is cooking.

I let out a sigh and plop down on the couch still feeling sleepy. "But it's already 12! You should have woken me up" I complain getting up again. Without waiting for her reply, I make my way to the washroom to freshen up.

After washing my face and changing into comfortable clothes I step out and see the dining table set with a variety of dishes. My eyes widen at the sight of the food and my stomach growls again. Jiya is already sitting at the table munching on a sandwich.

"Why did you make this much food?" I ask taking a seat across from her.

Jiya grins at me taking another bite of her sandwich. "I thought to give you rest and it's already lunchtime so I made all this" she says with a satisfied smile.

I shake my head picking up my plate and starting to eat. The food is delicious and I feel grateful for Jiya’s thoughtfulness.

"Till 3 our result will come and we will apply for jobs in the evening. Because if we get even a little late then we won’t even get a job offer as a sweeper" Jiya says chewing her food.

I nod scrolling through my phone mindlessly. But then something catches my attention making my fingers freeze. My eyes widen as I stare at the screen in disbelief.

"What the hell?" I blurt out my heartbeat picking up.

Jiya leans closer, peeking into my phone. "What happened?" she asks curiously.

"They are crazy" she mutters after seeing the news article.

On the front page of a well-known newspaper there’s a picture of me and Abhiraj from yesterday’s party.

The headline boldly states that we are dating and going to marry soon. The article claims that Abhiraj chose me as his partner because of our so-called ‘relationship’ and spent time with me at the party for the same reason. It even goes on to say that our wedding is happening soon.

"Girl you became famous in just one day" Jiya says patting my back with a chuckle.

I put my phone down feeling a sense of panic creeping in.

"But this is not something to ignore! Abhiraj has a massive fan following and his fangirls will literally kill me for this. And also there is nothing between us! How can they write that we are getting married soon?" I say frustration clear in my voice.

Jiya stops eating and looks at me seriously. "Then talk to him and tell him to sort out the problem because this is happening because of him only, na?"

I stay silent for a moment, thinking about her words. She is right. If this news is spreading because of Abhiraj, then he should be the one to fix it.

"But how will I contact him?" I mumble sipping my juice feeling more stressed than before.

Jiya leans back on the chair, crossing her arms. "We will find this out. And as much as I know he himself will remove those things because you know, this might harm his image and He doesn't want to marry anyone" she says confidently.

I sigh and nod. "Yeah, you're right. He'll remove those things."

Just then Jiya’s eyes widen and she suddenly jumps in her place. "Hey Our result is out" she shouts excitedly.

My heart starts racing. "Check it fast!" I say leaning towards her as she quickly opens the website and enters our details.

For a few seconds there is only silence. Then Jiya lets out a loud scream. "YEAHHHHHHH! We are in the top five!" she yells jumping up and down.

I grab her hands and we both start jumping around the house, our excitement overflowing.

"You are in the top three and I'm in the fifth position!" she announces her face glowing with happiness.

A deep sense of relief fills my heart, and I silently thank God for this.

Jiya grins. "Let's complete all our work first and then we will start applying to different companies" I say and we both get to work immediately.

We start cleaning the house, dusting every corner, folding clothes and washing the dishes. Since our apartment is small and we don’t keep unnecessary things, it takes us only half an hour to finish everything.

I wipe my forehead and sigh, feeling a little tired. After cleaning the kitchen, I walk to the couch and plop down, stretching my legs. Jiya soon joins me, bringing her laptop and placing it on the table.

"In which company should we apply first?" she asks opening a new tab.

I pull out a list from my notebook, the one where we had written down all the companies offering high salaries. I scan the names and point at the first one.

"First Rajvansh Empire" I say confidently.

Jiya freezes for a second and then looks at me with doubtful eyes. "Rajvansh Empire? Mira, they'll never select us. That company is among the top in the world" she says, sounding unsure.

I pause for a moment thinking about her words. Yes she is right. Rajvansh Empire is one of the biggest companies, and getting a job there is nearly impossible. But still…

"Just apply. Maybe we’ll get the job" I say with determination. Jiya lets out a small sigh but nods.

"Alright" she says and starts applying for both of us.

After a few minutes she lifts her head. "Done! Now let’s apply to the second company" she says.

I nod and give her the name of the next company. She starts typing but suddenly stops.

Her hands freeze on the keyboard and her eyes widen as if she has just seen a ghost. I frown, confused by her reaction.

"What happened?" I ask, feeling a strange sense of unease as I watch her expression change completely.

I look at the laptop screen and my eyes glued to the laptop screen. My heart skipped a beat as I read the words.

"Our job application has been accepted in Rajvansh Empire."

I stared at the screen unable to believe what I was seeing. My hands trembled slightly as I whispered "We are dreaming…"

Before I could process anything further a loud scream filled the room.

"Yeahhhhhhhhhh! Wohoooooo!" Jiya jumped onto the couch, her excitement overflowing.

Her laughter echoed in the small space but I couldn’t take my eyes off the screen.

"Miru we are not dreaming! It’s real! We got the job in Rajvansh Empire" she shouted grabbing my shoulders and shaking me.

Her words snapped me out of my trance and the next thing I knew I threw my arms around her. Tears welled up in my eyes and before I could stop them they spilled over.

"I’m so happy Jiya! Our hard work is finally paying off!" My voice broke as I spoke my grip on her tightening.

Jiya pulled back slightly and wiped my tears with her thumbs. "Ahh don’t cry now! We are going to show the world where we belong and how much effort we put into getting here!" she said dramatically flipping her hair.

I chuckled sniffling as I wiped the remaining tears away. My heart felt light a mixture of relief and joy bubbling inside me.

"Since we got the job we should donate the prize money to the orphanage" I suggested looking at Jiya.

She nodded instantly. "Yes we were saving it in case we didn’t get the job, but now that we have it should go to the orphanage," she agreed.

I grabbed my phone and quickly called the orphanage lady. After a short conversation, I transferred the money to their account. A warm feeling spread in my chest, knowing we were giving back to the place that once gave us a home.

As I put my phone down, a thought hit me. "But… won’t they take our interview or something?" I asked looking at Jiya in confusion.

She waved her hand dismissively. "They told us to come tomorrow so let’s go and see what we have to do" she said with confidence.

I nodded silently praying that everything goes well.

Jiya suddenly clapped her hands. "I’m going to pick out our outfits for tomorrow!" she announced excitedly before rushing inside the bedroom.

I watched her disappear inside my heart still racing. This was it. The beginning of something new.

Abhiraj’s POV

I smirk as soon as I see the application of my Mira. My fingers tap lightly on the desk, my eyes glued to the screen. Finally. I was waiting for this moment.

The second their results got declared I sat in front of my screen, waiting impatiently for her application to appear.

And just as I predicted she applied.

A deep sense of satisfaction fills my chest. Even if she hadn’t applied I would have sent her a job offer myself. After all, she topped in college. My lady is brilliant.

Without wasting a second I accept her application along with her friend’s. A satisfied smile spreads across my face as I lean back in my chair.

My fingers slowly drum against the armrest while my eyes drift towards the glass wall of my cabin, looking at the city outside.

I crave you, Mira. I crave to have you in my arms again. But I can’t… Not yet. Because I want her to come to me willingly.

And that moment is coming soon. I know it. Because Abhiraj Singh Rajvansh never lets go of what’s his.

A low chuckle escapes my lips. I have never never been attracted to any woman before. I have seen the most beautiful faces, the most charming personalities but none of them ever mattered to me.

But with Mira… it’s different.

For the first time in my life, I am ready to fall to my knees for someone. For her. But she… she is not giving me the attention I want.

That fiery attitude, those stubborn eyes, that innocent yet strong personality damn Mira you have no idea what you are doing to me.

I close my eyes for a second and instantly, the memory of our dance from yesterday fills my mind. The way she fit perfectly in my arms the warmth of her body against mine.

A strange feeling stirs in my stomach. My grip tightens on the armrest. What is this? Every time I think about her my body stops feeling like my own.

My lips curl into a smile before I even realize it. My thoughts become restless. My heart beats a little too fast.

Ahh my lady… I exhale deeply shaking my head with a smirk. You are making this mafia king crazy for you.

I lean forward resting my elbows on the desk my smirk deepening.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day when things will change. When she will see a new side of Abhiraj Singh Rajvansh. A side that she won’t be able to ignore.

My fingers lightly tap against my lips as I think about my plan for tomorrow.

Mira, my world you have no idea what’s coming your way.

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