Mumbai
Moonlight Hotel
As Rudraksh moved closer to Haya, she stood rooted to the spot, unable to move. Her mind raced, but her body refused to obey. Suddenly, without warning, Rudraksh grabbed her hand with a sharp, authoritative motion. His grip was firm and unyielding as he leaned closer, his eyes intense, and said, "Let me drill one thing into your headâwhatever you're thinking is going to happen here, it won't. So, keep your mind in check and stay close to me. There's no need for you to wander around recklessly or lose control. The people here are far more dangerous than you can even imagine."
His voice was cold and commanding, carrying a weight that left no room for argument. After saying this, he abruptly let go of her hand, stepping back as if to emphasize his point.
Haya, however, wasn't someone to remain silent in the face of such arrogance. A sarcastic smile slowly spread across her face as she retorted, "Oh, so there are people here more dangerous than you? Then they must truly be terrifying because, Rudraksh Shekhawat, you are already as low as a person can go."
Her words, sharp and cutting, hung in the air between them like a challenge. Without waiting for his response, she turned on her heel and stormed off, her anger evident in her every step.
Rudraksh's expression darkened as he watched her walk away, frustration flashing across his face. He clenched his fists, about to follow her, when suddenly Sophia stepped in his path.
Sophia stood before him, her arms crossed and a sly smirk playing on her lips. "The way you're so concerned about her," she said mockingly, "it doesn't look like she's just some forced wife of yours. Your girlfriend is right here, Rudraksh, so why are you running after her like this?"
Rudraksh's jaw tightened, and his eyes narrowed as he glared at Sophia. His tone was icy as he replied, "Sophia, I have no interest in entertaining your nonsense right now. She is here with me because my family sent her under my responsibility. For now, she is my responsibility. And as for why she's here, that's for me to deal with. Whatever punishment she deserves, I'll make sure she gets it myself. Don't try to interfere in this matter."
Without giving her a chance to respond, he pushed past her and strode quickly in the direction Haya had gone.
Haya was walking slowly and comfortably towards the inside, but the moment she saw the scene in front of her, her face turned red with embarrassment. The shamelessness on display here had crossed every possible limit. Rudraksh, on the other hand, was well aware of the atmosphere of this place. This was precisely why he never brought Sophia here either. He only came here to finalize business deals, and his focus remained solely on his work. However, he had been unable to refuse his family when they insisted he bring Haya along this time.
Initially, he thought bringing her here would be a way to punish her. But as things unfolded, there were clearly different thoughts brewing in his mind.
Haya's eyes remained lowered, unable to meet anyone's gaze, as waves of shame and discomfort coursed through her. The people around were all dressed in black, their hands holding expensive branded wine glasses. Gambling of every kind was in full swing across the hall.
The women were dressed in outfits so thin and minimal that they barely covered even the main parts of their bodies. They sat perched on the laps of the men, their every movement deliberate and provocative. Some women had turned their bodies into mere commodities, indulging in unspeakable acts with the men for just a handful of money.
Haya couldn't bring herself to even look at what was happening around her. Everything was so openly displayed, so blatant, that it left her face burning with humiliation and anger.
Seeing her like this, Rudraksh's face hardened with irritation. He grabbed her hand roughly, his grip firm with anger, and dragged her into the corridor. With a voice dripping with disdain, he demanded, "How dare you, Haya Diwan? Who gave you the courage to wander off like this? Didn't I tell you to stay close to me?"
Haya, gathering her courage, lifted her face to look at him. There was defiance in her eyes as she replied, "I'm waiting for you outside in the car. Whatever it is you came here to do, just finish it quickly and come out." Her tone was sharp, laced with sarcasm, as she threw her words at Rudraksh, a taunt he could not miss.Hearing Haya's words and understanding the meaning behind them, Rudraksh's expression darkened with anger. Grabbing her hair tightly in his fist, he pulled her face close to his and hissed, "Do you think I'm some random man off the streets? That I would come here for these market women? Let me make one thing clear, Haya Diwanâat just a snap of my fingers, every single one of these women would willingly throw themselves on my bed. I've told you before: when you know nothing about someone, you should learn to control your tongue. Otherwise, it won't take me long to cut it off."
With that, he shoved her to stand properly and said, "Now quietly come with me without another word." Rudraksh grabbed her hand firmly and started walking, dragging her along with him.
He led her into what appeared to be a dark, secluded room. Two well-trained bodyguards, standing on either side of the doorway, straightened up and bowed their heads as Rudraksh approached. Without a word, they stepped aside to allow him passage.
Still holding Haya's hand tightly, Rudraksh pushed open the door and stepped inside with her.
Haya's eyes widened in astonishment as she took in the sight before her. The interior of the room was breathtaking, designed entirely in shades of black. White dragons were intricately carved at various points around the space, adding a striking contrast. Expensive, luxurious sofas were arranged strategically, enhancing the elegance of the place.
The lighting was dim, creating an intimate atmosphere, and soft, light music played in the background.
While the vulgarity downstairs had been overwhelming, here the atmosphere was slightly different, though not devoid of shameful acts. The women in this room were also scantily dressed, wearing outfits so revealing they barely qualified as clothing. Most of them were seated on the laps of men, who shamelessly treated their thighs as personal property, touching and handling them without restraint.
Though indecency was present here as well, it wasn't to the same extreme as before. There was no gambling here; instead, expensive and luxurious deals were being finalized. Women were dancing here as well, but the difference was that no one was paying attention to them. They were simply performing pole dances, while the men in the room remained completely focused on money and business deals.
Haya's face was covered with a mask, and Rudraksh held her hand in a firm, unyielding grip. She muttered softly, "Is there a way to hell from here too? You've been dragging me for so long!" Rudraksh replied calmly, "When you're with me, what need do you have to go to hell?" His words made Haya pull a face in annoyance.
She also noticed something elseâwherever Rudraksh went, people would bow their heads in respect, standing still, and their faces would show visible signs of nervousness, with beads of sweat forming on their foreheads.
This place had three floors in total. The first floor was for regular businessmen, where Haya had already witnessed all the shamelessness. The second floor was reserved for highly influential and important individuals. But the third floor was the most exclusiveâentry here was strictly prohibited for most. Only seven or eight individuals were allowed to access this floor, and the first name on that list was always Rudraksh Shekhawat, also known as the "Black Devil."
As soon as Haya stepped onto the third floor, she was left speechless. It was the most magnificent of all the floors she had seen so far. The décor was uniqueâit wasn't black or gray but featured an entirely different color scheme that exuded elegance and mystery. Devil motifs were engraved and displayed everywhere.
This floor, in its entirety, belonged to the "Black Devil," meaning Rudraksh himself. However, no one else knew this secret. Rudraksh casually pulled out a card and swiped it at the entrance. Suddenly, an enormous gate slid open, revealing the inside. Rudraksh and Haya stepped into the room together.
Rudraksh smirked and said in a sarcastic tone, "Here you go. Welcome to your hell." With that, he removed his mask, revealing his face.
Inside the room, five men were seated, each accompanied by women sitting on their laps. These women had been brought from outside and were giving lap dances to the men. The most expensive wines were lined up here, while diamonds and drugs were scattered across the entire table.
The moment Rudraksh entered, everyone stood up to greet him. For the first time, Rudraksh had brought a woman with him, and all eyes in the room were fixed on her.
Rudraksh sat down on a king-sized chair and commanded, "Sit down." At his words, everyone obediently took their seats. Haya, however, remained standing, feeling extremely uncomfortable in this environment. Noticing this, Rudraksh grabbed her hand and forcefully pulled her onto his lap. In the process, her mask slipped off, revealing her face.
As Haya's face came into view, a sinister gleam appeared in the eyes of everyone present. Her beauty left them mesmerized and crazed. Nervously, Haya gripped Rudraksh's shoulder tightly for support. Rudraksh, on the other hand, was silently observing everyone's gaze with his sharp, intimidating eyes.
One of the men, licking his lips in an unsettling manner, said, "Wow, Black Devil, you never fail to surprise usâwhether it's with business or..." His words trailed off as his gaze lingered on Haya, looking her over from head to toe. Haya shrank back even more in fear.
Rudraksh shut his eyes briefly, his expression unreadable, before calmly replying, "Yes, you're right." That was all he said.
Another man, emboldened, spoke up, "Alright, the deal is always yours, as usual. But tonight, we want your mistress for just one night."
At this, Haya's heartbeat quickened in fear.
Meanwhile, Rudraksh's face remained expressionless. He continued to glare at the man without blinking, making him believe that Rudraksh had agreed. Smirking, the man mockingly said, "Wanna sit on my lap and take a ride into my magical world?"
Hearing this, Haya instinctively turned to look at Rudraksh. In the next moment, Rudraksh grabbed her waist, pulled her closer, and without warning, tightly clutched her hair, removing the sharp clip from it. Before anyone could react, he drove the clip straight into the man's neck.
It all happened so quickly that no one had time to process what was going on. But Rudraksh's face remained devoid of any emotion. Without hesitation, he pulled out his gun and shot the man in his private parts. The man collapsed right there, lifeless.
Rudraksh calmly sat back in his chair and said in a cold, commanding tone, "Does anyone else have something to say?"
The entire room fell silent. Everyone was stunned, too afraid to speak. Haya, on the other hand, was trembling uncontrollably. Her mind was racing with questionsâdid this mean her husband was also a murderer? And what was all this? These deals? The white powder? The diamonds? She couldn't make sense of anything.
Rudraksh, however, could clearly read her thoughts. Tightening his grip on her lower waist, he pulled her even closer and declared in a loud voice, "Meet my wifeâHaya Rudraksh Shekhawat."
The moment his words echoed through the room, the dancing women froze mid-movement. The men sitting before him stared at Rudraksh in utter disbelief. A beat later, everyone lowered their heads and said in unison, "We're sorry, Queen."
The weight of Rudraksh's words was so intense that the atmosphere shifted entirely. Where moments ago there had been lust-filled gazes, there was now nothing but respect.
Haya stared at Rudraksh in astonishment. Couldn't he have said this earlier? Why did he go to such extremes? But no one could ever understand the workings of Rudraksh's mind.
What will Haya do now? What will unfold next at this party? To find out, stay tuned for the next chapter of The Devil's Sweet Sin...
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