Chapter 3- Photo

Author's p.o.v

Uday Pratap is sitting on a couch in his study room. He is checking some files. Then someone knocked at the door. He knows who has come. It is Rudra.

"Dad? Rudra called.

Uday Pratap took off his glass and looked at Rudra's face and signalled him to sit. Rudra sat on the chair.

" you wanted to tell me something important? Uday Pratap asked Rudra.

"Yes, Dad. As the election is coming we have to be in the public's favour right now. But a journalist is publishing shits about us every day. It's ruining your image in front of people. If it is not this election time I swear that the journalist would have been already gone to hell... But as it's election time I don't want to do anything stupid which will ruin your image. So, what should I do to that journalist? Rudra asked his father.

Uday Pratap is looking very happy and pleased after hearing Rudra. His son is just like him. He is young but very sensible. He must have done something good that's why God has given him a son like Rudra...

" Don't worry about my public image. Do whatever you wanted to do to that journalist. But do your work silently without any proof," Uday Pratap replied with a devilish grin on his face.

Now both father and son have started discussions about election funding. They both are busy in their work. Uday Pratap ordered one of his servants to bring coffee for them. Now they both are having their coffee and discussing.

"I heard that the new ACP is behind you like a mad dog," uday Pratap asked Rudra sipping his coffee.

"That akhil can't digest anything in his stomach. Akhil said all this to you, right? Rudra asked his father with a pissed off tone.

" Don't forget I am your father. I have my sources. Maybe you have become a gangster having your own gang but for me, you are still my little Rudra. I will always watch after you. Now tell me, is this ACP bothering you too much? Should I transfer him? Uday Pratap asked calmly.

"No, dad. You don't have to bother. I will handle this barking dog. He is new here so he is barking too much. I just have to lure him with some delicious meat(money) and he will stop barking," Rudra replied to his father with a chuckle.

Uday Pratap just smiled at his son's word. He is indeed a Singh.

"Dad I want to ask you something. Can I? Rudra said.

" hmm. Tell me. What is it? Uday Pratap said to Rudra with a slight frown on his forehead.

"Dad, are you sure about Lavanya's marriage. I mean she is just a little girl. Can't we marry her off after her study?"

Rudra asked his father. Though he is very close to his father. He still fears him because uday Pratap's anger is something which would be the last thing someone would wish to face.

"So, this brat has sent you to talk with me?? Uday Pratap asked.

" umm, it's not like that. I just wanted to ask. That's why I asked you." Rudra said.

"Ok, she can complete her study but she has to marry Vicky Rathore sooner or later. I have promised his father that we will join our families. And you know how I keep my promise.

Diya's p.o.v

Bhabi and I were watching Dark on Netflix. This show is really a masterpiece. My ACP brother is still working in his study. How can someone be so dedicated to work? Doesn't he get bore? And how can he resists himself from a beauty like bhabi!

We ended our watching. Bhabi went to Aarav's room to make him sleep. I went to my brother's study to see what's he doing. I entered there silently.I went behind him and snatched his file from his hand. " what the....." he cursed and turned at me.

"What are you doing here Diya?give me my file back. Just go to your room and sleep. I have works to do," he said annoyingly.

" Relax vai. Why are you working so much? You will get sick. I told him with a concerned tone.

"Here, comes my mom." he sarcastically said.

"Now sit in this chair. I will message your forehead. I have not magic in my hands like bhabi but it will relax you for some time. " saying that I laughed at him.

"How was your college day? He asked me closing his eyes as he is relaxing.

" it's good. I have made a few friends also," I replied.

I am talking with vai about random things when a photo caught my attention which is on Bhai's table. I am seeing this photo carefully.

It's a photo of a handsome man. He is looking like a model. But what's bhai doing with a model's photo. I am confused. I have to ask bhai.

"Bhai whose photo is this? I asked him picking up the photo from the table.

" show me," he told and took the photo from my hand.

"Oh, this is a criminal's photo. I am gathering proof against him." bhai replied angrily.

"Criminal!! How can a criminal be so handsome!"I thought in my mind surprisingly.

" come on Diya, all good looking person is no saint and all bad looking person is not the devil. Always remember this sentence," my subconscious mocked me.

"Your highness! You have done enough messaging. Now you can go and take rest " Bhai told me kissing my forehead.

Then I left his study and went to my room and laid down on the bad. But that photo's face is coming in my mind again and again.

"What's wrong with me!!"