Chapter 2 // knocking

Vikrant's Pov

"Ahhhhhhhhh. Dard ho raha hai maalik! Bas maalik maaf kar do" Woman screamed in pain and begged for mercy.

My eyes got closed from the pleasure of her screams. She fucking got what she deserved.

"Aur jor se karo re" my voice slurred from whiskey and thick with accent, made the others beat her up more hardly.

Mhmmmm.. I like this hardcore.

In the middle of lobby of brothel, the owner was getting beat upat hardcore level by 3 women of

I folded my right angle and placed in on my left thigh. The pure white kurta and cigarette pant seized at the every muscle of my 6'5 heightened manly body.

I sat back on chair and enjoyed the view with a glass of whiskey.The others were going here and there ignoring her, not like they can do anything.

Tilting the head I saw the bunch of kids screaming and encouraging to beat her more.Some of them were clapping and jumping in joy.

I had nothing against brothels. A hefty amount was being earned from them but there was only one rule.

No kids.

And guess what, they forgot the rule.

As soon as I stepped into village, the file of 12 kids who were reported missing reached me. 5 were boys and 7 were girls, not more than age of 10.

A singing bird told me about their abduction and trafficking to brothel.

It was not the first time though, I had shut down 5 of them in past too.

I ordered my men to send the kids safely to their home and told Women of brothel to elect anyone of them as head.

As all of this ended, I made my way to exit the place and complete some other work.

"MLA sahab!" the woman called out making me turn my head.

Dark maroon lipstick, curvious body and sheer pink saree material wrapped around her body with no blouse, she seductively made her way to me.

I heaved her sigh. I almost forgot.

"You will be paid. Shukriya khabar ke liye." I replied, ignoring batting of her lashes andseductive hand over her body.

"Aap seher se thak kar aaye hai.Kahe toh aapki..thakan utaar de?"she asked with her 5'6 height reaching till my chest.

She took the pause and removed the sheer pink material

showcasing her bare right breast with erected nipple.

She was definitely aroused and ready to be fucked.

I smirked and ducked my head toreach her ears and whispered,

"Aukaat nahi hai tumhari"

As soon I said my eyes turned stonic. She gasped at moved back in fear.

I walked out of their without glancing back.

"Bade maalik, I informed in haveli about your absence." Neil informed as soon as I sat in my black Range Rover.

I hummed. Not caring about them, I told him to take leave for day.

He was eye-ing one of the brothel woman. Not wanting to be a cockblocker I sent him off.

Speeding off in car, I reached a house in outskirt of village. It was shabby and near to turned into mud on ground.

Exiting the vehicle, I searched for someone around with black shades on my eyes.

The place looked deserted. But I Could feel someone's eyes on me. I turned my back to house and peered at the reflection on black tinted car windows.

There it is. The soft fearful eyes,through the window of house.

As soon as I turned, she moved away.

I decided to be a little polite and knock on door.

Otherwise I have to pull gun from back of trouser waistband and have a shoot down show.

After two knocks, the door opened with creaked sounds.

I looked down and saw a petite girl holding the both sides of door in death grip.

An involuntary chuckled escaped my mouth. She looked like a kid. But her body said otherwise.

Her height reached till my tattooed chest, swelled and fuller breasts hold by a thin strap blouse- which looked borrowed and too tight on her, a long plain red skirt with dirt on it.

Her waist was chubby and squishy. I wanted to bite it so hard.

I clenched my fist before I could do something to the little doll.

"Aaye Andar aa jaye" her softvoice sounded like a whisper to me.

She was inviting the devil inhouse. Did she not know who the fuck I am?

Seems like it.

I saw her big dark brown eyes expecting to accept the invitation.

I will fuck her hard if she kept looking me like that.

No one in village invited me inside their house ever since I murdered a girl in her own house, in front of her parents because she touched my body for seduction.

I entered the house as she made the way for me.

The house had one room. The side had open kitchen with supplies and a khaat (woodenbed) was placed in middle.

I took my seat and raked my eyes on her.

She was damn beautiful. But anger was coursing through me at her irresponsible behaviour.

She invited a man inside while being alone.

Without a word, she made her way and did something with utensils and soon a thal (bigplate) full of food was placed infront of me.

Either she is dumb or she is new in village. I thought.

She could not be new as new additions have to go through me to enter this village.

And with the tremble of her body and calculative steps, she didn't seem like a dumb.

"Aapka Khaana" she said when i didn't touched the food and got lost in her features.

She was fair toned. Her wavy hair reached till middle of her back with roses tucked in her hair.

"Why did you cooked?" I asked continuing to eat the food.

"Baba told me to. He said you wilbe tired and hungry. And maa is not here now so i cooked for you.....brother."

She replied cheekily.

what?

Brother?

BROTHER?

B-R-0-T-H-E-R?

Before I could register my actions, the shitty small table got flipped with the plate.

She gasped in fear and I snatched her soft arm from floor to make her stand.

"What the fuck did you say!!?" My voice laced in anger echoed in house.

She startled and moved her hands but my gripped got tight on her.

"I- I am sorry" she sobbed and said in between her words.

But I didn't left her. I was mad at her choice of words.

"Ba- Baba said to feed you when you came here. You worked all day in construction that's why. Sorry i will not you my br-." She said through her sobs.

My heart pinched at her tears and sobbing and grip got lose.

She mistaken me with someone else, more likely with her step brother.

beacuse her real brother should have been known/seen by her.

I pulled her light body and hugged her gently, patting her head softly in silent apology.

But soon I realised she left her body light and saw that she fainted.

My poor baby doll.

I cursed myself in head and held her bridal style and walked out oft he place, determined to take her with me...forever as my property.

Placing her in front seat I realised why I was here. To take the man who took loan of 50 lakhs for purchase housing in city 5 years back. But what I got here was more fucked up.

In my 35 years of life I never touched a woman. I never wanted too. I never felt too.

My parents death at 15 made me like this. They were murdered from rival village members and I murdered their 3 generations in revenge.

Since then everyone feared me. A hand to join the politics was given to me and I accepted it.

This made me MLA and Bade Maalik of this village. Soon enough other villages captured under me and total turned to 70.

After 10 years of my rule here, there were only fews things to take care off so I decided to move to city for some more political affairs.

This was my life. Full of work and less of rest.

But now seeing this little girl in my car it seems like everything is going to change.

Oh my baby doll... the things I will - do to you and for you.

Placing a gentle kiss on her forehead, I drove off too the magnificent haveli of Rajput's in in middle of village.

'Hum saiyaan banane chale the inhone hume bhaiya bana dia.' I thought and reached our destination.