1. Beginning

Author's POV

Banaras, the city of Mahadev a girl was running with a lot of heart-shaped red balloons in her hand. She was in a simple white indian suit and pink chunni. Her hair were open and she was reading golden jhumkas.

She had bangles in one hand, a bindi in the middle of her forehead, she had a nose pin and bangles in her hands and when she was running. She came inside an orphanage.

Some kids were standing there in a line. " Ishqi di." all those kids saw Ishqi and got happy. " Here one for you, and one for you." she said while giving all the small kids that balloon. She is none other than Ishqi. She is a fun loving and clumsy girl.

" Ishqi di. You are here. I have been looking for you everywhere in Banaras." said a manly voice. Ishqi turned around. " Shut up Ishaan." said Ishqi. Ishaan laughed.

Ishaan is Ishqi's best friend, Preeti's younger brother. Ishaan is a very talented boy but he lost both of his hands in an accident. " Your Baba is looking for you. Go and meet him." said Ishaan. Ishqi nodded.

She went from there. " Good morning Ishqi." " Good morning.". Almost everyone knew Ishqi in Banaras. Her father, Shrikant is a respected lawyer there. And everyone love and respected the Tiwari family.

Ishqi came to her house and walked inside. She removed her shoes and came inside. In the hall, there was a tulsi plant. Ishqi joined her hands in front of it.

" Ishqi betiya." Ishqi opened her eyes with the sound of an old man. Ishqi turned around and saw a man in white clothes standing there. " Namaste kaka." she said.

" Where is Tiwari sahab? I have some work with him." asked that man. She smiled. " He is in the study. I will take you there. Come." she said while taking that old man towards the study. She knocked on the door.

" Come in." said Shrikant. Ishqi came inside. " Baba, he wanted to meet you." said Ishqi. That old man came to Shrikant and then started to talk to him. Shrikant looked at his daughter. " Ishqi, Mannat told me to tell you to call her." said Shrikant.

Ishqi looked at her father and nodded. " Sure Baba, I will call her back." said Ishqi. She closed the door and then went from there.

Ishqi came to her room and saw her phone ringing. She picked the phone. " Where the hell were you Ishqi? I have being calling you since the last 30 minutes. " shouted Mannat, Ishqi's elder sister.

" Sorry Di. I was busy." said Ishqi, " Accha now listen, I have a good news for you. " said Mannat, " What?" asked Ishqi.

" You are going to be a Maasi. I am pregnant. " said Mannat. Ishqi was shocked and happy to listen to this. " Oh my god Di, you should have told me. I can't believe that I am going to be Maasi." said Ishqi.

Mannat is married to Rishi and now she lives in Canada along with her husband. Mannat and Ishqi have a age difference of 6 years but they are very close to each other.

" I am sending you and Baba tickets to come to Canada for 9 months. You will stay here only." said Mannat. Ishqi smiled.

" Yeah and I have also decided the names for the child. If it will be a boy then Mihir and if it is a girl then Mahi. " said Ishqi. Mannat laughed. " Idiot. " said Mannat. Ishqi and Mannat talked for some time and then cut the call.

In the heart of Uttar Pradesh of India, Pratapgarh, the beautiful state. In a beautiful haveli, the most prayer was going on.

जय शिव ओंकारा, ॐ जय शिव ओंकारा ।
ब्रह्मा, विष्णु, सदाशिव, अर्द्धांगी धारा ॥
जय शिव ओंकाराएकानन चतुरानन पंचानन राजे ।
हंसासन गरूड़ासन वृषवाहन साजे ॥
जय शिव ओंकारा

The morning aarti was going on in the Mahadev temple of the beautiful Thakur haveli. A lady whose age would be around 56, in the red Banarasi saree was doing the aarti. Her hair were tied with the help of the towel.

Her hair line was filled with vermillion and a long mangalsutra was hanging on her neck. She was wearing some bangles in both of her hands.

When suddenly someone came and hugged her. " Good morning Maa." said a manly voice. Aradhya, got a smile on her face, turned around and looked at her younger son, Maanveer hugging her tightly.

" Oh my god Maan. How ... How come you are back? " asked Aradhya while getting shocked. " Happy birthday Maa." said Maanveer and touched her feet. " When did you come back?" asked Aradhya.

Maanveer looked at his mother. " Just now. Came here only for your birthday." said Maanveer. Aradhya smiled and then hugged her son. " I am so happy that after 15 years you are back. " said Maanveer.

" You have come back but didn't even care to tell us that you are coming back. " said a loud voice. Aradhya and Maanveer looked back at the gate of the temple.

Uday Singh Thakur standing there. Maanveer crossed his arms and looked at his mother. " Maa sa, I am going to my room. You see him because I am not interested in looking at him." said Maanveer and then left.

Uday looked at Aradhya. " You have given them good training how to hate their own father. " said Uday and then walked away from there. Aradhya didn't feel bad. She kept the aarti plate near the feet of Mahadev and Mata Parvati.

She joined her hands and closed her eyes. " Mahadev, the only thing that I want in this birthday is that my sons get good life partners who will love them and care for them just the way I love them."

Aradhya walked out of the temple and came to the hall. " Abhi." she smiled and looking at her eldest son standing in front of her. Abhimaan Singh Thakur is the most handsome man ever. He is a man that every girl would want to have.

He would never think twice before killing someone. He is a very big and powerful businessman and then king of the underworld. He is so dangerous that everyone fears him. No one dares to eye on the thing that he likes.

He can go to any extent to protect his family. He is very possessive and caring for his brother and mother. " Happy birthday, Maa." said Abhimaan in a low voice. He didn't have any expression on his face at that moment.

Aradhya smiled. " Thanks beta." said Aradhya. Abhimaan was like this. He didn't have any expressions ever. Abhimaan touched the feet of his mother and then took her blessings.

When a girl wearing a short black dress came downstairs. Aradhya and Abhimaan looked at her. Abhimaan didn't get any expressions. That girl looked at Aradhya.

" Good morning Madam. Boss sent me down to tell you that he is waiting for the food." said that girl. This is Sophia, Uday's assistant and right now his personal mistress.

Uday is a man who changes women like clothes. Every week he needs one or the other girl for himself so that she could warm his bed for that week. Sophia is just a 25 years old girl and Uday is 57 years old.

Aradhya didn't like this but whenever she said anything, she would get punished very badly by Uday that's why she doesn't say anything. Even though her sons can do anything for her, she never tell them how Uday behaves with her in their absence.

She knows that how badly this has effected the minds of her kids. " Get lost bitch. And tell him to die hungry." Maanveer shouted on Sophia. Sophia looked at Maanveer and then crossed her arms.

" Whatever. Don't forget, if I say anything to your father, you will be thrashed badly." said Sophia, " Shut up and he is not my father. He is dead for me. " said Maanveer. Sophia made a face and then went from there.

Maanveer looked at Aradhya who had tears in her eyes. She has always been a women who loved her husband with her whole heart but in return, she got only pain.

Maanveer walked towards his mother and held her cheeks. Maanveer cleaned her tears that had rolled down on her cheeks from her eyes. " Maa, you don't need to cry for that bastard. He doesn't care about you." said Maanveer.

" Shut up Maan. What so ever, he is your father." said Aradhya, " I am only calm because of you. Otherwise, I would have killed that man." said Maanveer. " Looks like after living in London for 15 years, you have forgotten how to respect your elders." said a women's voice in anger

Maanveer looked back and saw his father's sister standing there. Maanveer crossed his arms. " I have not forgotten this. I know whom to respect and whom not to. " said Maanveer, " Maanveer. " Urmila shouted.

" Enough. " Abhimaan shouted. Everyone shut their mouths. They knew that if Abhimaan gets angry then no one can control him. Abhimaan looked at his mother and then held Aradhya's shoulder.

" Maa, forget about him. He is a big time bastard. I am leaving for my office. Take care." said Abhimaan. Abhimaan and Maanveer left for the office.

Aradhya stood there looking at her sons. " I shouldn't have made Uday marry you. You have just given pain to my brother. " said Urmila and then went from there. Aradhya looked at his sister-in-law.

" This man. " said Aradhya and went upstairs. She came to her room and pushed opened the door. The scene that she saw shocked her. Uday was thrusting himself into Sophia. " Uday, I want to talk to you." said Aradhya. Uday looked at her.

" What is it?" asked Uday while thrusting into Sophia. Sophia looked at Aradhya and smirked. " Ahh, Uday harder please." said Sophia. Uday smiled. " Yeah sure." said Uday. " You have to stop doing this. You know how much it has effected my sons." said Aradhya.

Uday moved away from Sophia and picked his boxers and wore it. " I think you have forgotten that you are not Abhimaan's mother. So stop faking this so called care for him and tell him to get married. Otherwise he will die single just because of a girl, he has refused seeing girls." said Uday.

Uday pushed Aradhya out of the room and then closed the door. Aradhya stood there and then started to hear moans. She felt disgusted that she married this man.

Aradhya is Abhimaan's mother, Sonal's sister. After Sonal died in an accident. Uday married Aradhya so that she could take care of Abhimaan. Even after having Maanveer, Aradhya loved Abhimaan more.

Pratapgarh, The tall building that matches the height of the sky. This is the strongest, Thakur Empire,

The atmosphere in the conference room was tense as Abhimaan, the CEO of a prominent tech company, sat at the head of the table. Abhimaan Singh Thakur, he is the Mafia king. Almost 6.6 feet tall, broad chest and muscular body.

His normally calm demeanor was replaced by a storm of anger and disappointment. The employees gathered around the table could feel the intensity radiating from him as he spoke.

Abhimaan's eyes narrowed into slits as he addressed the room, his voice cold and cutting. " Do you have any idea what you've done? The negligence, the incompetence displayed by this team has cost us a deal worth 1 crore!"

The room fell silent, the weight of Abhimaan's words sinking in. His assistant tried to interject, "Sir, we are deeply sorry for the mistake. It was an oversight that. "

"An oversight?!" Abhimaan's voice rose, his fists clenching on the table. "This was not a minor error that we could overlook. It was a catastrophic failure of responsibility and professionalism!"

One of the employees, visibly nervous, attempted to explain, "Sir, we were under a lot of pressure, and there were some miscommunications-"

" Excuses won't cut it!" Abhimaan's voice boomed, cutting off the employee mid-sentence. "I trusted you all to handle this project with diligence and precision, and what do I get in return? A colossal mess that tarnishes our reputation and costs us a fortune!"

The tension in the room was palpable as Abhimaan's gaze swept over each person present. "From now on, I want every detail of every project triple-checked. No room for errors, no margin for excuses. If anyone can't handle that, then I suggest you find employment elsewhere."

The gravity of Abhimaan's words hung heavy in the air as the meeting concluded, leaving the employees with a sense of urgency and determination to regain their leader's trust and salvage the company's reputation.

Abhimaan got up and looked at Maanveer, his younger brother. " Maan, cut their bonuses for this year. And no promotion this year. " said Abhimaan and then walked out of the conference room. Maanveer and Dhanraj got up and then went from there.

All the employees shook with Abhimaan's words. But what could they do now? Abhimaan's words were the word of God. Abhimaan came to his cabin and sat down. He picked his laptop and opened it.

Then he started to type on it. He got busy with the work. He didn't realize that he had been working for almost 6 hours.

Abhimaan got up and stretched himself. He came to the window and looked at the setting sun. He picked a cigarette and a lighter. He lit the cigarette and then started to smoke.

When Ansh, his assistant came inside. " Sir." said Ansh. Abhimaan turned towards Ansh. " What is it?" asked Abhimaan, " Tomorrow we have to go to Banaras for seeing that land." said Ansh. Abhimaan nodded.