3. coming out of closet

YUVRAAJ SINGHANIA

I entered my office in my house with my secretary following me from behind.

I sit on my chair with my legs crossed.

" Did you get what I asked for?" I asked.

"Yes sir." He handed me a file with the information I asked for.

I opened the file, reading the information. My secretary starts to recite the information.

"Ayaan Mukherjee, twenty-one years old. He lives in Mumbai, attends the Elite University, Mumbai.

He is the third son of the Mukherjee family who owns a huge real estate business in Maharashtra, famous all over the country, But ...."

"But?" I asked

" He is the illegitimate son of the family. After ten years of marriage, his father started an affair with his secretary. Ayaan is the result of that affair.

In his family, nobody seems to care for him. He is only there as a showpiece. So, their family doesn't have to go through a walk of shame."

"What happened to the secretary?" I asked curiously.

"During the birth, the lady couldn't handle the pain and died while giving birth to him. Rumors are that his father's wife paid the doctors to kill her mother but we can't be sure as there is no evidence of the accusation."

I hummed at his words, and he continued.

"And yeah one more thing. When he was thirteen years old. He gets molested by a group of gay people and he still seeks therapy for it but nothing helps. So, he indulges himself in drinking, sex and smoking weed.

The Most important thing is that he hates gay people."

I looked at him, straight into his eyes, glaring at him. He knows my sexuality and still made a comment about it and even dared to highlight it.

"Get out of my office" I asked my secretary to leave.

Yeah! I am gay. I don't feel attracted to women. I found this out when I was fifteen years old. I used to play for my school football team and I started to feel attracted towards their muscular body.

First I was bisexual. I used to fuck every hole I get. Half of my life I spend experimenting with my sexuality.

But now I just fuck guys, cause they are easy to maintain.

"Well why would he hate all the gay men, that's so stupid."

Whatever it is, it is none of my business, he is going to be my brother-in-law. I should keep my distance from him.

I don't know why my sister found a homophobic person to hook up with.

Leave it.

I put my thoughts aside and started to work on my new project ahead.

At night, I am going down to have my dinner with my bodyguard by my side, Ilya. He is Russian and has been by my side since I slided into this business.

My late father allotted him to me.

Since then he has been stuck by my side.

Ilya Morozov, pale skin whiter than snow, blue eyes, sculpted jaw and 6'5.

He is also my best friend and gives fucking good advice but the fact aside it's more related to violence.

This man doesn't talk but his fist speaks on a fucking loud speaker.

I sit down on my chair on the dining table while Ilya sits beside me.

The maid starts to serve the food.

While my sister came with her baby daddy by her side giving him physical support. If I didn't love my sister and she wasn't fucking pregnant with his child, I wouldn't even allow this man to become my chauffeur.

She helps him sit on the chair.

Fantastic. Now I have to see my little sister doing stuff like this too.

" Didn't the doctor prescribe him a bed rest? What is he doing here?" I asked while sipping soup from my bowl.

"Well, I needed a change of environment. I was getting bored in that room" that stupid guy answered instead of my sister.

"And you thought it was a great idea to disturb my little sister who is by chance pregnant with your child" I gritted my teeth in anger.

"Well I wouldn't have done that if you wouldn't have beaten me like a maniac robot" he smirked.

The Audacity.

" Well you deserved it tho!" I answered with the same intensity.

" Stop it, you too. Just once think about my child before getting on each other's neck." She huffed.

"You need to calm, young mistress",Ilya senses her tension.

I am seeing that since my sister got pregnant, Ilya has been too overprotective of her even more than me. Before he was always annoyed with her attitude.

Maybe because he likes kids and all.

But he doesn't look like the type to appreciate a child.

This motherfucker is more closed than a fucking box, it's so hard to get something on him.

Suddenly my secretary came up to me with tension displayed on his face and whispered to my ears.

" Sir, Mr. Ayaans family has started to look for him in his absence. They have filed a police complaint for his missing".

" You need to keep it a secret between us" I whispered back.

" But, sir."

"Just do as I say"

I nodded his head and turned back to leave.

His family has filed a complaint for him. Didn't his family hate him? It seems like there is more to the story than it looks.

I need to delve deeper into it. Afterall He is going to be my brother-in-law and I need to check on his family's details for obvious reasons.

I need to call Makhija, I thought and went outside leaving the food untouched.

As I was walking towards the balcony, I called him. He is one of my most trusted men and can take out any information without anyone knowing.

After exactly three rings he picked up my call.

"How did you remember me today, yuvraaj" he said in his always mocking tone.

This guy can never be serious.

"Mukhija I have a job for you..."

~to be continued