31 May



“Shooter.. evade! Evade! Shooter…”

He rolled his eyes… not again! His securities asked him to duck his head down while he pulled out the gun and leaned out of the window. Two other cars that followed him got engaged in a shootout that lasted for a few minutes. 


They reached to a safer location and he was informed that one of his body guards had been shot dead by those goons while the other had been gravely injured. He checked on his men feeling really upset with the loss of one of his men. This was the 3rd time in the whole 2 months that he had been attacked by some anti-social group for signing the deal with the govt. He sighed and decided to call up his uncle and seek advise!! His location was not known.. his travels were kept secret yet how did these men know where he was going?


His 29 years of life was seeing a lot of turbulence now. He was professionally well flourished, one of the richest men in india and the ammunition deal had got him trouble. He loved to enjoy life but at times he hated so much security. He had initially got threat calls and e-mails to pull off this deal but he could never care! And the attacks..he sighed! But the biggest question that worried him was how how did those people get information about him! His uncle Rajeev had deployed a tight security but still they had no clue who could do that or how did they know the basoc information. Feeling so caged in the tight security, he decided to just go home and call it a day, not before paying the family of his men for the losses.



He walked into his grand office, humming a tune of a latest song and with a smile on his lips. The day was bright and his staff were so happy to see him. He was one of the coolest bosses around.. he hardly got angry and made efforts to make things understand in a polite way. Men and women…loved him. His formal look also seemed super cool and with that hair style..umm little ruffled hair with a bit of hair gel seemed to make women swoon. Each and every lady seemed to love him.


good morning Mrs are you doing today?”, he flashed one of his best smiles to the receptionist as he swayed his way in Mrs Paul was an elderly lady in her early fifties and she had great respect for this man. And he never forgot to wish her!

“good morning sir.. good to see you all in smiles. Any special reason?”

He winked at her, “yep.. you are looking pretty in red today. Gives me a reason to smile..”

“thank you sir…I must say you are looking good too.”

” …And Thank you.. have a great day Mrs Paul…”, he waved at her as he walked in.

“you too sir..”, she smiled and watched the girls around sigh in happiness of seeing him. She shook her head and got back to her desk…girls!!


He was greeted with smiles all the way to his cabin and he never forgot to wish everyone. He whistled his way in, receiving greetings from everyone. Everyone loved him.. he was just the man of dreams for every girl and the guys respected him as well. They worked efficiently and loved him because he loved them. He was about to enter his cabin when he heard someone shouting from around the corner. He stopped and listened to the argument… it seemed someone was really pissed off about some file. He he hated arguments and fights. He rubbed his temples and people knew he didn’t like high pitched voices. He preferred the atmosphere in his office to be calm and jovial and amiable, so that everyone could work efficiently. He checked his phone and walked towards the voice only to see Sharma shouting at some lady.


“… do you even realize what it could have cost to the company? Wrong file… can’t You check once before handing them over to me?…”, Sharma went on and on and the lady looked almost in tears.

“I..I am so sorry sir…”

“sorry my foot…”


“Okay calm down folks!! Ladies..Mr Sharma.. Ladies! Respect. It was her mistake and Miss Iyer is new here. It shouldn’t shout at ladies like this..”, he spoke calmly.

Sharma sighed and backed off, taking a deep breath in. Yes she had apologized but he had been too angry. Maan was right. He respects him.

“am sorry sir…”

“not me Sharma… her..”, maan pointed at Miss Iyer, smiling.

He turned towards the girl, “I am sorry…”, he said politely.

“thank you Sharma.. now relax and prepare for the scheduled meeting in the evening.”

Right away sir..”

He walked away, leaving maan with the lady.

“Are you alright miss Iyer?”

She was so damn charmed with this man…her tears had dried long back. No wonder girls drooled over him. She felt so dreamy.. he was like a prince charming of her dreams. She smiled cheekily, “oh yes sir.. am absolutely okay. Thank you…”, she added meekly.


He shook his head and went back to work. The day had been a relaxing one for him but not for the girls in the cafeteria who gathered for lunch. And Miss Iyer had a long story to tell, adding her spice and salt and extra sweetness to make others jealous. The others wished they were in the shoes of Shruti Iyer and he’d have spoken to them instead of hers.

He was playing Subway surfers on his phone when Adi, his associate knocked, “excuse me sir.. there’s an important message!”

His attention was broken and Jack hit the train making him frown. He could have broken his own record had Adi not disturbed him.

“couldn’t you have waited Adi…i was about to make a new high score!”

Adi gave his typical laugh, knowing his boss well, “he he he.. am…sorry sir but your uncle will see you in half an hour.”

He rolled his eyes, “what now…??”, he muttered under his breath.

“i beg your pardon sir..”

“ah no its nothing. Send him here once he reaches…”




He stared at the old man’s face hard and long making him squirm under his gaze! Unable to take it, Rajeev broke the silence, “stop staring maan! You realize you are in danger right!”

“but uncle… theres no fun without risk..”, he played with the paper weight.

Rajeev banged his hands on the table, “stop acting the cool dude guy maan… its dangerous. And them knowing about your whereabouts definitely has some link.. someone from the inside might be helping them. They might also have the information about your labs too..”

He yawned getting bored, “and how are you so sure old man?”

Rajeev leaned back on his chair proudly, “i haven’t been in IIA for the past 15 years for nothing son!”

“huh! Whatever! I cannot risk more lives uncle. You know i recently lost one of my men and another one is critical..”

“and there will be more if you don’t take measures now.”

“that won’t be necessary…”

“try to understand maan.. you are not dealing with petty goons. These people are a huge group, terrorist, dangerous… and i want no arguments. Three life threatening attacks in two months…don’t ever think you will be lucky the next time it happens…”


“so what do we do now?”

“desperate times call for desperate measures. I have got someone who will be with you 24/7 monitoring around…”

“24/7 is too much…isn’t it?”

“you need it son.. and these attacks are not going to stop. We need to get to those men…they are a threat.

“i will think about it!”

Rajeev sighed, “alright… take your time. But think once about the number of people you’d lose if you do not agree…”




He entered the party and everyone seemed to acknowledge his presence. The ladies huddled up, wishing they could be lucky enough to have a dance with him. But he just smiled at everyone and got involved in speaking and ladies they were for he knew his way with them. They giggled at his talks and he didn’t leave a chance to amuse them, praise them, making them happy.

“you look hot Mr Khurana…as always”, a lady, dressed elegantly joined them. He smiled and took her hand in his, placing a kiss at the back of his hand, “oh why thank you Mrs Collins. I must say you are hotter…”


He winked at her, making all the ladies sigh in happiness. He was indeed charming. They were disturbed when Adi called him for a meeting with some clients.

“alright ladies.. Am sorry but i think i have to leave…”

He could hear sighs of disappointments when someone just spoke up, “thats not fair Mr Khurana.. you always are busy and have no time for us..”

He gave her a cute apologetic smile, “Am so sorry beautiful… as much as i love spending time with you all, it takes a lot of courage to break such beautiful hearts to go and work for a living…”

The women could just faint right there and not even complain a bit. No wonder they call him the “ladies’ man”. He sure knew how to make them yearn for him.


The party went on till late night. It was time for departure. He took his own sweet time bidding goodbye to everyone, and of course not to forget the women species. He waved goodbyes to everyone and headed towards his car in a tight security. They reached parking when suddenly one of his guards pulled out his gun and pointed at him.


He noticed him pulling the trigger and dodged instantly, “fish…not again!”

The bullet missed him… but pierced his right arm, soaking his coat with blood. Before the guard could run away, other men grabbed him. Someone pushed him behind the bullet proof car of his while he could still hear a few shots being fired.

When things had calmed down, he was escorted towards the car and noticed the attacker lying in a pool of blood in the lot. His head security assured him, “you are safe sir… he tried to fire on us and as a self defense measure we had to shoot him!!”


He sat in the hospital while the doctor bandaged his arms. Rajeev came rushing to him and enquired about the security lapse with his men. He was furious realizing they had no idea that one of them could do like this. He roared in anger and marched straight to maan, “Say 24/7 is too much again and i will shoot you myself. your time’s up. I am appointing someone asap and you have no say in this!”

He shrugged feeling lost… he was perhaps indeed in danger. And this was no joke. His old man was really mad and he just let him do whatever he wanted.


next: the new man…oops a woman???!!!ShockedAngry


2 responses to “CHAPTER 1

  1. abc48

    31/05/2014 at 22:34 geet ll be bg of maan.

  2. angelickushi

    01/06/2014 at 16:52

    Ladies man as always


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