Chapter 37 | Plans unfolds

I'll keep quiet

You won't even know I'm here

You won't suspect a thing

You won't see me in the mirror

But I crept into your heart

You can't make me disappear

'Til I make you

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I finally gathered all my memories, and now it was time to take action. I had to show that unknown bastard who he had messed with. I was going to reveal every detail about him, and he was going to pay for making me feel like this.

If I had hurt my jaana, Ashika, I didn't know what I would do. The thought sent a chill down my spine. I was going to make him face the consequences of his actions, and he was going to regret ever crossing paths with Aahan Singh Randhawa. "You are going to face my worth fucking basterd, you dare to clash with Aahan Singh Randhawa now get ready face hell on the earth."

I got up from my bed, feeling a sense of determination washed over me. I had a lot to do today, and I couldn't waste any more time sleeping or resting. But as I looked around my office room, I felt a pang of loneliness.

Why had Ashika left me alone on the bed? I hated this feeling of waking up without her by my side. It was becoming a habit for me to feel her presence, to crave her touch.

For the first time in my life, I had found someone I could sleep with, someone I could trust, and I was not going to lose her. "You are going to face terrible punishment leaving me alone in bed sweetheart."

I scanned my surroundings, my eyes falling on the table where breakfast was laid out. I walked towards it, surprised to see that it was already prepared. There were breads, an omelette, and black coffee, but I didn't  fucking like omelette. I was about to turn away when I saw a note on the plate. It was written by Ashika, and a smile spread across my face as I read the lines.

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I hope you wake up from your beauty sleep, eat your breakfast without showing any tantrums, and ha, take a rest. You are not going to work today. Did you understand, Mr. Randhawa?....

Ashika..

I chuckled at her words, feeling a sense of joy wash over me. She was dominating, demanding, and I loved it. She was the only one who could command me, and I was happy to obey. My lioness.

I kept the note in my pant pocket, feeling a sense of possession washing over me. I looked at the breakfast again, and even though I  fucking hated omelette, I knew I had to eat it. It was made for me, and I couldn't waste it, she made it for me the very first time and if it feels like poison still it is heavenly for me.

I freshened up quickly, sat down, and started eating. The omelette was a struggle to get down, but I forced myself to finish it. I felt like puking, but I swallowed it down with water.

As I ate, I couldn't help but think about Ashika. She had taken care of me, fed me, and even left me a sweet note. I felt a pang of love for her, and I knew that I would do anything to make her happy.

Finally, I was done with my breakfast, and I picked up my black coffee, feeling a sense of satisfaction washing over me. I took a sip, savoring the bitter taste, and just as I was about to take another sip, the door opened, and Vihaan walked in. What was he doing here at 7:30 am? I raised an eyebrow, wondering what he wanted.

"What are you doing here, Vihaan?" I asked him coldly, my eyes narrowing slightly. I didn't like anyone interfering when I was clouded with thoughts of my sweetheart, Ashika. Even if Vihaan was my best friend, I couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance.

Vihaan chuckled and said, "Why are you sounding so rude to my Aahu?" He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. I glared at him, my expression darkening.

"What the fuck, Vihaan? Are you lost your mind somewhere? Why are you calling me with this name?" I growled, my voice low and menacing. Vihaan laughed, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Why don't I call you with this name? Are you forgetting when we were children, I used to call you with the same name? It's just that for some years, I didn't call you with this name, it doesn't mean I forgot my Aahu," he said, his voice dripping with nostalgia. He crept closer to me, his eyes shining with excitement, and I made a disgusted face.

"Are you lost in your mind, Vihaan? I asked, my voice laced with irritation. Vihaan's grin faltered for a moment, before he replied, "Yes, in you." I felt a surge of anger at his words, and I snapped at him.

"What the hell happened to you suddenly? Are you mad or what?" I asked, my voice rising in anger. Vihaan's smile disappeared, and he took a step back, his eyes widening in fear.

"Vihaan, just shut your fucking mouth, bastard. I will kill you right here," I said, my voice cold and menacing. Vihaan's eyes darted around the room, before he gulped deeply and shut his mouth. I smirked at his sudden reaction, feeling a sense of satisfaction at seeing him afraid of me.

Vihaan finally spoke up, his voice trembling slightly. "Okay, chill dude, I'm not saying anything, okay?" I just glared at him, my eyes still narrowed at him.

I remembered that I had to ask him about Ashika, and why he had called her yesterday. "Why did you call her yesterday when I already told you not to involve her when I'm not in my senses?" I asked, my voice still laced with anger.

Vihaan looked at me warily, before replying, "So what if I did? What should I have done? A mad bull doesn't listen to anyone except its owner... so I had to call her to control you." I felt a surge of anger at his words, and I glared at him.

"What the fuck, Vihaan? Did you call me a bull?" I asked, my voice rising in anger. Vihaan's eyes widened in fear, and he took a step back.

I threw a glass towards him, and he screamed, protecting himself. "What the fucking nonsense, Aahan Singh Randhawa? Are you planning to kill me?" he shouted. I just smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction at seeing him afraid.

"Aahan, just chill, dude. I was just joking," Vihaan said, his voice trembling. I hummed, and gulped a glass of water.

"Now, tell me, why are you here?" I asked, my voice was still cold. Vihaan hesitated, before replying, "I'm here to check on you." I raised an eyebrow, my expression skeptical.

"But you don't have to, because I'm going to the mansion, and then I have to deal with some important matters," I said, my voice firm. Vihaan nodded, before adding, "Well, I also didn't want to, but your Mrs. The devil strictly told me to take care of you."

My eyes narrowed, my mind racing with thoughts. "Mrs. Devil? Who's that?" I think then thought struck my jaana, my voice soft. My eyes sparkled with amusement, and I asked him.

A smile spread across my face, and I felt a sense of happiness wash over me, I'm sure my ear turned red with only thought. "Is she really calling you to ask about me?" I asked, my voice was soft and shy. .

"What a double standard, " vihaan  murmured, he is looking at me weirdly  "I heard you, Vihaan," I said, my voice firm, as I composed my posture. Vihaan's smile faltered, and he looked at me warily.

"Hehe," he just laughed, nervously i just glared at him. He is jumping now a day more.

Vihaan's grin was still plastered on his face as he said, "Well, she strictly told me to take care of you and not let you work today." I felt a surge of annoyance at his words, and I glared at him. Why did Ashika have to call him to take care of me? Couldn't she see that I was perfectly fine?

My expression turned serious as I said, "vihaan firstly says, you didn't give her my medicine details, are you..." My voice trailed off, and I felt a pang of nervousness. I didn't want Ashika to know about my condition, not yet. I was afraid of her reaction, afraid that she would try to leave me or worse, try to fix me.

I tried to compose myself, to appear nonchalant, but my mind was racing with thoughts. If Ashika found out about my mental condition, she would definitely try to dig into my past, and I don't want her to know and I couldn't let that happen. My past was a dark, twisted place, That hunting past which snatched everything from me I don't want him to snatch my Aashika and I couldn't let Ashika see that side of me.

I felt a sense of desperation wash over me, a sense of possessiveness. Ashika was mine, my baacha, she is my life my breath because of her I'm alive. Hell without her I can't even breathe She is my oxygen and it's true. I'm able to breathe right now because I know she is around me and in my range to capture her. But when that sense of insurance faded away that day Aahan Singh Randhawa will be dead.. Without her, I was nothing, and I couldn't let her go. I would do anything to keep her, anything to make her happy.

Vihaan's voice cut through my thoughts, and I felt a sense of relief wash over me. "Aahan, where are you lost? I've been calling you for the past 5 minutes." I blinked, feeling a sense of disorientation.

"I asked you, did you..." I trailed off, and Vihaan shook his head.

"No, Aahan, I already brought your medicine before she came, and I don't think she knows about this." I felt a surge of relief wash over me, and I let out a sigh.

I tried to shake off the feeling of unease, to focus on the present. "Well, Vihaan, I have to attend an important meeting and deal with the mess you told me about yesterday," I said, trying to sound curt.

But Vihaan just smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Well, you know that, but I'm following commands from your Mrs., and I can't disobey her." I growled in irritation, feeling a sense of frustration wash over me.

"Vihaan, you don't have to take this seriously. I'm totally fine, and now I'm not going to rest like that," I said, trying to convince him.

But Vihaan just shook his head, and smiled innocently. "Aahan, I'm understanding, but not your Angel. She asked me to call her immediately if you didn't follow her instructions and now I'm calling her."

I felt a surge of fear wash over me, fear of Ashika's reaction. what the hell he is calling her she is lioness she is definitely going to eat me alive. 'Are you afraid of the great Aahan' now my devil also, teases me. Just shut up you idiot this is a serious matter, and tell me who is not afraid of life.

And then, Vihaan's phone rang, and he answered it, his voice cheerful.

>"Hello?" He listened for a moment, and then his eyes met mine, a teasing glint in them. "Yes, Ashika, he's not listening to me."

I felt a surge of annoyance wash over me, and I glared at Vihaan. What the hell was he doing? Was he trying to get me in trouble?

>Ashika's voice came over the phone, her tone strict. "Mr. Randhawa, what am I listening to? Are you listening to me?" She said with her melodious tone hayee itni pyari aawaj she is such a Koyal my Koyal. But also I felt a surge of fear wash over me.

I tried to compose myself, to sound calm. Mr. Randhawa, are you listening to me? You are not going to work today. If you don't listen to me, then get ready for punishment." she said with a strict tone. My eyes widened.  What she is talking about, Is she  going to punish me like I punished her i tried to suppress my smile I'm feeling hot Suddenly, the thought was given to the butterfly, My buddy twitch in my pants and screaming for free, oh Fucking god punishment I'm ready I'm ready hell I'm ready for punishment I'm grinning. I felt a surge of excitement wash over me, excitement at the thought of jaana punishment.

I felt a sense of anticipation built up inside me. >Mr. Randhawa, says something. Are you listening,?" Ashika's voice came over the phone again, her tone strict.

I hummed, trying to respond to Ashika's question, but my voice caught in my throat. I was too fluttered to reply.

>If you're not listening, then get ready for grounding for 3 days," Ashika said, her voice firm. I felt a surge of surprise wash over me. What the fuck, And my eyes widened Grounding seriously? What was I, a fucking child? I closed my eyes to suppress my building irritation and anger and tried to reason with her, to convince her that I was fine.

> "What are you saying, jaana? I'm not a child whom you ground." I tried to say softly beside anger bubbling inside me.

But Ashika's voice was unrelenting. She chuckled and whispered,

>You are not less than a child." I clearly heard it, and my cheeks flushed with embarrassment. I blushed hard, feeling like a scolded child.

She was the only one in the whole world who thought of me as a child, and it was both annoying and endearing. I didn't know how to react to it. Part of me wanted to be angry, to tell her that I was a fucking grown man and didn't need to be treated like a child. But another part of me, a part that I didn't want to admit existed, liked being treated like a child. It made me feel safe, protected, and cared for.

But the idea is not bed if I have not work and kill the fucking basterd, then I'm all ready for that grounding punishment. The thought of being grounded for three days was ridiculous, but at the same time, it was kind of exciting. I had never been grounded before, and the idea of being confined to my bed, with Ashika taking care of me, was actually kind of appealing.

>You are not going to work. That's final," Ashika said, her voice firm. "Now, give me the phone, Mr. Vihaan." I handed the phone back to Vihaan, who was looking at me with his annoying smirk. I felt irritated with all this.i just want to smack his gorilla face ahh..

>Yes, Ashika, I will. Don't worry, and I'm going to keep my eyes on him and make sure today he sticks with his bed," Vihaan replied to her. I felt irritated with all this, I wasn't even feeling sick, just a bit dizzy and weak. But still, it was only a little bit. Couldn't they understand? I turned to Vihaan, who was still looking at me with a smirk. "What now?" I asked him.

Vihaan's smile grew wider as he said, "You have to drink pomegranate juice, Aahan." I felt a surge of annoyance. What the hell? He was totally aware that I didn't like pomegranate.

"Vihaan, are you mad? I'm not going to drink that poison. You know that I hate that juice," I yelled at him.

Vihaan grinned like a fool and said, pretending to be innocent, "Well, I know, but it's an instruction from your angel, Aahan. I can't do anything." I was awestruck by his sudden reply. Was she giving me punishment by making me eat all the things I hated? Now, I couldn't even deny her. She is my baby after all.

I felt a pang of frustration and helplessness. Why was jaana doing this to me? I'm feeling helpless, get ready sweetheart I will give you more punishment now.

I looked at Vihaan, who was still smiling at me. "Fine," I said, resigned. Vihaan handed me the juice, and after a lot of struggle, I drank it. Vihaan patted my shoulder and said, "Good boy." I yanked my hand away, feeling irritated. "Fucking don't," I growled.

I glared at Vihaan, my irritation and annoyance boiling over. "Why are you smirking like the devil, Mr. Aahan?" he asked, his eyes narrowing suspiciously. I could see the amusement dancing in his eyes, and it only added fuel to my growing anger.

"I know you're thinking something evil," he added, his voice dripping with amusement. I raised an eyebrow, my expression darkening.

"You're right, my dear bastard friend," I said, my voice low and menacing. "And now, you're going to face all this evilness. Bahut shokh hai naa tujhe meri shikayat karne ki?" I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. Vihaan's eyes widened in alarm, and he took a step back, his hands raised in defense.

"What do you mean? I know you've heard, but how will you easily agree?" he asked, his voice laced with confusion. I chuckled, a low, menacing sound that sent a shiver down Vihaan's spine.

"Why not? That's what you want, right? But who's going to do all my work?" I asked, my eyes glinting with amusement. Vihaan's face fell, and he looked at me in horror.

"What...what do you mean?" he stuttered. I grinned, a wicked smile spreading across my face.

"Mr. Vihaan, today you're going to do all my meetings and my work. Mr. Rathore is coming, you'll handle him. Mr. Goenka has project approval, you'll handle that too. And Mr. Batra is coming for a management meeting, so you'll help him with that as well," I said, my voice dripping with amusement.

Vihaan's face turned pale, and he looked like he was about to faint. "What the fuck, Aahan? How will I...and that idiotic budha Batra? Are you even serious? I'm not going to help him, you know he's always throwing himself at me. Can't he fucking understand I'm straight? I'm interested in girls, not in 1000 saal fucking dick!" he exclaimed, his voice rising in panic.

I am trying to control my laugh at Vihaan's outburst. And maintain my serious and cold Aura. "Look, Vihaan, I can't do anything. You want me to rest, so you have to do all this. And about Mr. Batra, wo itna bhi bura nahi hai. Just try, man, by chance, you'll get interested in his dick, who knows?" I said, my voice was dripping with amusement.

Vihaan's face turned bright red with rage. "What the hell, fucking shut up, Randhawa! Are you even listening to what you're saying? And that Batra, eww! You're enjoying this, aren't you? You're enjoying watching me suffer," he accused, his eyes blazing with anger.

It true tho that I am enjoying Vihaan's discomfort. "Oh, come on, Vihaan. Don't be such a baby. It's just one day. You can handle it. And besides, I'm just trying to help you broaden your horizons. You never know, you might just discover a new side of yourself," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

Vihaan glared at me, his eyes blazing with anger. "You're going to pay for this, Aahan. Mark my words. I'll make sure you regret the day you ever decided to mess with me," he threatened, his voice low.

As I gazed at Vihaan's disheveled state, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming urge to burst into laughter. Oh my god, he looked like a gubbara, a complete mess. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were rumpled, and his eyes had a wild, frantic look to them. I knew exactly why he was in such a state - Mr. Batra.

I couldn't help but chuckle at the memory of their first meeting. Vihaan had helped Mr. Batra by gripping his wrist, preventing him from falling down the stairs. It was like a scene from a movie, and from that day on, Mr. Batra had become Vihaan's biggest fan. But Vihaan was not interested, and it was almost comical how he tried to avoid Mr. Batra's advances.

I tried to compose myself, to maintain my aura of calm and collectedness. But it was hard not to laugh at the situation. "On a serious note, Vihaan, you're going to do all my work today," I said, trying to sound stern.

Vihaan replied with an irritated tone, "Fine." But I knew he was not happy about it. He looked like a sulky child, his arms crossed and his eyes fixed on the floor.

After some time, he looked at me seriously, and I knew what he was going to ask. "Ask, Vihaan, what you want to know," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.

He cleared his throat and said, "Aahana, what about that thing?" He hesitated, and I knew he didn't want to trigger me. But I was not going to let him get away that easily.

"Vihaan, you don't have to worry about anything. I will handle all this," I said, trying to reassure him. But Vihaan was not convinced. He looked at me with a skeptical expression, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Don't be ridiculous, Ahana. I'm always with you. What have you decided?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. I smirk, a plan forming in my mind.

"Well, nothing is decided. It's all confirmed. I'm going to destroy who is pointing his finger towards me, and now it's time to call him. He is going to help me," I said, my voice dripping with confidence.

Vihaan's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you serious, Aahan? You're going to involve him?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism.

I chuckled. "No, Vihaan, I'm not involving him. It's just a little favor, you know, give and take. And he has to, why not? He's friends with the devil, and he's a monster himself."

Vihaan's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

I smiled. "I'm just going to ask him to control all the base details of the Mexican mafia, nothing more. Because he has the world's most powerful hacking and spying technology," I said, my voice dripping with amusement.

Vihaan's eyes widened in surprise. "You're right, no one's technology and spying techniques beat him. But where is he now?" he asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

I smirked. "Uska koi specific thikana kaha hota hai. But now he's found his whereabouts in Las Vegas. He's pretending to be a professor at a university," I said, my voice dripping with amusement.

Vihaan's eyes widened in surprise. "What the fuck? Why is he pretending to be a professor at a university? And how did you get to know that?" he asked, his voice laced with shock.

I just smirked at him. I knew my monster was the same as me, and I was sure he had also found his peace. "Vihaan, I am well aware of my close friends and foes. You know me well, Vihaan," I said, my voice dripping with confidence.

Vihaan looked at me, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. But I just smiled, knowing that I had a plan, and it was going to work. I was going to destroy my enemies, and no one was going to stop me.

" Now Mr. Vihaan dropped me off at my mansion." I couldn't help but feel a sense of relief washing over me.  he nodded his head, still looking concerned about the situation. But I was confident that my plan was going to work smoothly, like butter.

As he led me towards the car and then dropped me off at my mansion, I couldn't help but think about the events that had transpired. "Aahan, just keep your mind calm and consult a doctor because I don't want you to go back to that place which I discovered last night," Vihaan reminded me, his voice laced with concern.

I hummed in agreement, knowing that I had to get my medicine as soon as possible. I couldn't afford to lose control again, not when I had Ashika to think about. I didn't want to leave her alone, never. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I knew that I had to get my act together.

As I entered my mansion, I was struck by its emptiness. It was a grand, sprawling space, but without Ashika, my angel, it felt like a hollow shell. My eyes landed on her photo, hanging on the wall, and I felt a pang of longing. She was my home, my everything, and I couldn't bear to be without her.

I freshened up, took a shower, and then made myself a morning protein drink. As I stood in my kitchen, sipping my drink, I couldn't help but think about the next step in my plan. It was time to call the monster, and I smirked to myself as I thought about it.

I walked over to my phone, my fingers hovering over the keypad. Now it's time to summon the monster.

As I waited for him to pick up the phone, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and anticipation. After all, I was about to converse with a man who was known for his sinister aura, a man who could make even the most hardened individuals shiver with fear. His reputation preceded him, and I was well aware of the demonic kingdom he was building, brick by brick, with his cunning and ruthless tactics.

Finally, he picked up the phone, and his voice is cold and bold and sends the shiver down to anyone's spine.

> "Hello, devil," he said, his tone bold and menacing, like a challenge thrown down the gauntlet. I smirked, knowing that he was well aware of my own sinister aura, my manipulation game, and the fact that I was not one to be underestimated.

"Just spreading my demonic kingdom," he said, his voice dripping with confidence, like a king surveying his domain. I knew exactly what he meant. He was expanding his empire, crushing anyone who dared to stand in his way, and eliminating any opposition with ruthless efficiency.

I decided to trigger his ego, to see how he would react.

"Aahan, this is what I expected from you," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, like a slow-moving poison that would eventually consume me whole. "I know that you know where I am always found, what I like. And that puppy works, well, that's also suitable for you. Right now, you're the puppy here, right now, darling?"

"And you're still as manipulative as ever, Aahan. But I have to admit, I'm curious. What do you want from me?" He chuckled, a low, menacing sound

I smirked, knowing that I had him right where I wanted him. "

"Aahan, my friend, I found my peace, my aim, my goal, buddy," Damian said, his voice dripping with intensity and power.

I raised an eyebrow, intrigued.

"Aahan, when a bird wants to cage itself in my gold cage, it's not my fault, right? And you know my dove came to me herself, wanting me to cage her in my gold cage. But she didn't know that there's no going back after that," he said, his voice dripping with a psychotic behavior.

I smirked, my mind racing with thoughts. Damian had finally found someone who could match his intensity, his power. I was proud of him, in a twisted way.

"Well, my dove is a student. I tried not to get involved with her, but she always kept drowning me in herself. I even made her change cities, but again she came to me. Do you know, how stubborn , my cara is?" he said, his voice dripping with admiration.

"Aahan, man, she's so beautiful, cute, and innocent, but touch tempting, you know? Man, she can't even reach my chest, but here she's making me crazy for herself. Man, I'm fucking going insane, and she's making me by her bold demands and nature. Now I can't control more. She herself wants this monster, so I'm going to give it to her. And if she wants to leave this monster, then I'll make her leave this world with me, obviously," he said, his voice dripping with menace.

As I listened to Damian's words, I couldn't help but feel a sense of amazingness. His voice was laced with an intense, psychotic energy, like a wild animal unleashed from its cage.

His laughter was like a cold, mirthless sound, sending shivers down my spine. It was a sound that spoke of darkness, of madness, of a mind that had been pushed to the very limits of sanity.

>"I'll cage her, Aahan," he whispered, his voice like a snake slithering through the grass. "I'll make her mine, body and soul. And once she's mine, she'll never be able to escape."

His words were like a dark, twisted promise, a vow of obsession and possession. I could feel the similar intensity of his desire as mine that is why it doesn't give me any strange feeling, the depth of his madness. It was a truly terrifying thing, a reminder that some minds were capable of descending to depths of darkness that most people couldn't even imagine. And I am already on this path.

And yet, despite the terror that his words inspired, I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of admiration for Damian. He was a master of the dark arts, a weaver of twisted desires and psychotic fantasies. He was a monster, a creature driven by his own madness and obsession.

And yet, in his own twisted way, he was also a genius, a master of the dark and twisted world that he inhabited. That thing always made me the Aahan Singh Randhawa to appreciate him.

I never considered anyone superior to me, but Damien, my friend, looks at me as myself. The quality within it sees me. That's why I consider the main use equal to mine. So he is my friend. Otherwise Ahaan Singh Randhawa does not become a friend to anyone who walks on a path.

I smirked, my mind racing with thoughts. That's why we were friends. We understood each other's twisted minds.

As I conversed with Damian, I couldn't help but notice the undercurrent of tension in his voice. He was trying to maintain a sense of calm, but I knew him too well.

>"Leave it, Randhawa," he said, attempting to steer the conversation in a different direction. "Now tell me what you want, because I'm well aware of your mind and your manipulation. I have no plans to reveal my entire paradise to you, at least not now." His words were laced with a hint of warning, and  tarrified.

Well he has to be afraid of me. When he talks to me after all I'm the  master of manipulation, and he was well aware of that. If he talks further he is going to vomit all his story, because I'm the only one who can manage to manipulate monster Damian. He had to be careful, lest he reveal too much and fall into my trap.

Aahan, I'll take care of it. You don't have to stress about it. Just give me 10 days, and I'll find everything from his birth to his death. And one more thing, dude - don't speak to me in Hindi. And you know my Cara  is an Indian dove, so now I start learning hindi, because whenever she gets she starts bulbbring in her language and mostly in front of me dude and I'm 100 percent sure she was abusing me." His words were laced with a hint of amusement and annoying, a subtle reminder that he was going to get my language. I chuckled at his not so progress attempt.

I hummed, a low, menacing sound that seemed to reverberate through the air. Damian knew better than to cross me, and he was well aware of the consequences. He was walking a tightrope, balancing his own interests with the need to placate me.

>"Do you know what he looks like?" Damian asked, his curiosity piqued. His words were laced with a sense of hesitation, as if he was unsure of how much to reveal.

I shook my head, remembering the mysterious figure who had been eluding me.

"No worries, my eagle eyes will catch that cat. I'll give you all the details of my spy in the evening, and I'll send him now." His words were laced with a sense of reassurance, a promise that he would deliver.

I nodded, my mind racing with the possibilities. "What are you saying, Aahan? I'm your friend, but I remember, your give and take theory,  So, just give me your Moscow villa. You know what's my fantasy, right? Just gifted it to me my  friend. I'm not demanding in exchange you know me . " He said innocently, Harami I know him very well.

I laughed, a cold, mirthless sound. I know how  bastard, he is,  he is pure evil in deals.

"Fantastic! Now rest assured, buddy. It's time for a spy game. Bye, buddy," he said, and cut the call. His words were laced with a sense of excitement, a feeling that he was about to embark on a journey that would change everything.

I smiled, a cold, calculating smile. The game had begun, and I was ready to play.

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