CHAPTER-23: not this time

                                    

                                          

VIKRAM POV 
It has been a month since I've returned back home with my wife.
MY WIFE 
Sun kar hi kitna accha lagta hai
In this one month everything started falling in its right place. Aaru gave birth to a healthy baby boy and they named him PRITHVI AMOGH SINGH RATHORE.
That little being is more obsessed with his father than anyone in this family. I am sure that he will make a very vigilant Rana sa of this state, who will rule with an iron fist. Why wouldn't he, he is becoming his father's shadow. 
We were able to find out most of the clues regarding Amogh and Aarna's past life but still every clue or hint led us to a dead end or the related person involved would be found dead in their own house. It was making me nervous and angry, as Amogh has trusted me with his life on this one. 
Right now I was pounding inside my rakaan and this was the only thing that was keeping me from going on a killing spree. 
" Ahhh Ram.....calm down jaan" Mahi knows me well and she never denied me from taking her whenever I returned from any of my missions. 
" Ugh...I can't jaana. Let me...me have you to my heart's content" I tried speaking as my desires were over powering me. I was thrusting inside her like a mad man. I controlled myself and my blood lust for past 2 days until I've had her in my arms. 
My men were so terrified that none even tried to ask me whether I want something to eat....except Amogh and Aarman. These two idiots never bothered to mind my anger, they enjoyed it.
Those f*ckers enjoyed when I went on a rampage.
" F*ck jaana....I am close" I said and pulled her legs upto her chest for deep and hard thrust.
" Ram...I..I am....I am cummingggggg" she started milking my c*ck and it felt like heaven. 
Not even a minute and I filled her with my s*men. Mahi is on birth control for few months as she didn't want to get pregnant this early but I wish I could change her mind. 
Which I will soon.
I feel on her and she kept her legs around my waist. I pressed my face in the crook of her neck and kissed her sensitive spot. 
She smells so addictive 
" Aap preshan hai Ram? I've never seen you this desperate" she giggled at the end and this led me to chuckle on her cuteness.
( You look bothered)
" I might have few glitch in my work jaana but I am sure that well soon end up with a solid lead." I said and felt myself falling into deep slumber as my wife was lulling me with her gentle creasing on my hair.

NEXT MORNING 
I was sitting on the breakfast table with a newspaper and my specs resting on my nose. My wife passed me a hot cup of tea with some parle-G biscuits. 
She is still doesn't share her food with me but I love to irritate her and snatch it from her plate. 
Every-fucking-time
I chuckled but soon shut my mouth when I felt my wife glaring at me. Slowly everyone took their seats and lastly our Hukum sa entered with our young prince.
Maa sa took Avi( Prithvi) from Amogh and everyone started eating their breakfast. I was about to sneak a bite from my wife's plate when my phone vibrated with a message. 
I felt someone's eyes on me and I shared a look with Amogh. I know things were going to get ugly but we needed to find out the truth. I forwarded the message to Amogh's number and as soon as everyone finished eating we rushed towards the west wing.

WEST WING
It is the abandoned part of the majestic Rathore palace. This wing was actually belonged to dada hukum's baba, who was the ruler of this state back then. 
Amogh is his reincarnation and this is the mystery that we are trying to solve. 
Who killed him back then? Why did they gave them such brutal end? What actually happened that night? 
There were so many questions and we know that only one man can answer them all. We are waiting for one of my most trusted and deadliest assassin.
Knock
Knock
" Come in Mrityunjay" I called him 
A man with long hair and dressed in casuals walked inside. Even Amogh couldn't make him bow down with his aura and trust me when Amogh gets into his role as a Hukum sa then no one.....NO ONE can resist bowing down infront of him.
But, Mrityunjay is different. He never bows and never budge. He eyes were RED and sometimes I've heard him growl. His wounds heal faster then all of us and he never get defeated. He sometimes go radio silent on us for weeks and then appear out of nowhere. He is close to his younger sister and no one else.
" Sir, I have gathered as much as I could and I have this instinct that there is someone else involved in this case. Inshort there is two individuals then one who are working behind the scene." His hoarsh and animalistic voice reached out ear. 
I looked at Amogh and we shared a look. Whoever is behind all this is a step ahead of us and knows about our every move. 
" And sir, this is the person who I am suspicious about in Mrs. Shergill father's disappearance. If you want them I will go on with my investigation." He added further 
" Hmmm....go ahead Mrityunjay" Amogh dismissed him.
I pulled out the photos and information out a white envelope. The photos he provided were the last one I wanted to come face to face with.
Sweat beads started forming on my temple. I started hyperventilating but before I could get anxiety attack I felt Amogh standing beside me. He hugged me in a brotherly warmth and started counting in reverse to help me calm down from my nerves.
" Are you ok now, Vikram?" He asked with concern to which I nodded my head.








I know where this will be leading to but this time I am not going to let her harm my FAMILY.
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