17. Reyansh

                                    

                                          
I get out of my car to find Lawrence at the entrance of the building. 
"Good evening Mr Raghuvanshi" 
"You got what I asked for" 
"Yes--" he looks a little confused when he eyes my cheekbone "who dared to do that I will kill him"
"You can't because he's The Kiaan Raghuvanshi "
"Ohh" his expressions go from furious to guilt striken , "why did sir hit you"
"As much as I have understood " he opens the door for me "dad hates when I show weakness" 
"Typical kiaan sir".
My phone begins ringing with a call from my mom . Doesn't she have any other thing to do ?
There's nothing in my life that I've hidden from dad but The Legally Insane is what he doesn't know about .
It's somewhere I come when the guilt becomes too much and guilt is something my old man hates. According to him either we should fix it or destroy the reason for the guilt . However it's not that easy .
"The games have begun" he utters and I nod "I'll join later" 
He slides the 'back door's' file in front of me . Opening it , brings back a lot of dark memories .
The man wrapped a cloth around my face and all I could see was dark . Any eight year old could die of fear but not me , not when kiaan Raghuvanshi is my father . 
"We have his son-------uh yes ------ kiaan will never be able to find his son again ------ Don't worry sir we're gonna give him third degree torture"
A gun clicked on my right side and I knew they had weapons . But how many ? After exactly six hours of drive and stopping at three places, they dragged me out of the car . I pulled the black cloth down to my neck and my vision was filled with a wide spread factory building . It was old, extended on a large piece of land . There was not even a tree around the prison like structure. When I looked around , there was nothing ,not even a little piece of straw . Only dried land and an old broken road was behind me. They grabbed my elbow to take me towards the large metallic door . I could hear cries , a lot of cries filled with pain and all of them were from children. Were they all kidnapped ?
A man with white beard stepped in front of me once we were inside the dark, decaying place with a foul smell.
"Kiaan's Son ?" he said my dad's name in the form of question while the guys who brought me here nodded . I didn't know that day hearing someone say kiaan's son would become my most hated situation . They said kiaan's son as if it was an insult . People hate my dad because they can't be him and they can't compete against him .
"In this room" he said pointing to the sixth room on the left side .
"Stop scowling, kid . This is not your dad's mansion . It is my kingdom and I wonder how many days are you gonna survive " he laughed .