28. Finding Him

Vikram Singh Rajvansh's Pov

I sat behind my desk, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. Everything was finally sorted out, and the Rajvansh empire was at peace once again. The traitors had been caught, the leaks had been plugged, and our family's reputation was intact.

I leaned back in my chair, steepling my fingers together as I gazed out the window. It was a beautiful day, the sun shining brightly in the sky.Just as I was starting to relax, my assistant, Prithvi, burst into my office, his face etched with worry.

"Vikram, I'm sorry to disturb you," he said, his voice tight with anxiety.I raised an eyebrow, my instincts on high alert. "What is it, Prithvi?" I asked, my voice firm.Vihaan, my brother, who was sitting in the corner of my office, looked up from his phone and said, "Uh-oh, Prithvi's here with bad news again."

Prithvi ignored Vihaan's comment and continued, "It's Rithvik and Vyom, sir. They're missing."My heart skipped a beat as I sat up straight, my eyes locked on Prithvi's face. "What do you mean they're missing?" I demanded, my voice low and urgent.Prithvi hesitated before speaking. "I received a call from one of our sources, sir. They said that Rithvik and Vyom were seen being taken away by some men in a van. We don't know where they are or who took them."

I felt a cold dread creeping up my spine as I processed the information. Rithvik and Vyom were missing, and we had no idea who had taken them or why.I stood up, my mind racing with possibilities. I had to find them, had to make sure they were safe.

"Get the team together," I barked at Prithvi. "We need to find Rithvik and Vyom, now."Prithvi nodded, already on his phone, calling in the team.I quickly activated the special tracker that I had installed on Rithvik's shoes, and within seconds, I had his location. My eyes narrowed as I gazed at the screen, my mind racing with possibilities.It was a warehouse on the outskirts of the city, a place that was known for its seedy underworld connections. I had a feeling that this was all connected to Rana Pratap Rajput, Vyom's father. He had a reputation for being ruthless and cunning, and I wouldn't put it past him to try and hurt my little prince and Rithvik.

Just as I was about to leave, Ruhan and Vihaan walked into my office, concern etched on their faces. "Vikram, what's going on?" Ruhan asked, his voice low and urgent.I shook my head, my jaw clenched in determination. "This is my matter, and I'll deal with it in my own way," I said, my voice firm.Vihaan raised an eyebrow, his eyes narrowing. "Vikram, come on. We're your brothers. We can help you."I shook my head again, my mind made up. "No, Vihaan. This is personal. I need to do this alone."

Ruhan and Vihaan exchanged a look, but they knew better than to argue with me when I was in this mood. They nodded, and I could see the understanding in their eyes.I turned and walked out of my office, my heart pounding with anticipation. I was going to get Vyom and Rithvik back, no matter what it took.

I made my way to the warehouse, my eyes scanning the area for any signs of danger. I could feel my adrenaline pumping, my senses on high alert.As I approached the warehouse, I could see that it was surrounded by a high wall, with barbed wire on top. The entrance was a large metal door, with a smaller door to the side.

I took a deep breath, my mind racing with possibilities. I knew that I had to be careful, that I had to take out the guards and get to Vyom and Rithvik without alerting the others.I pulled out my phone and dialed a number, waiting for the person on the other end to answer. "I need a diversion," I said, my voice low and urgent.

The person on the other end nodded, and I could hear the sound of sirens in the distance. I smiled to myself, knowing that the diversion was on its way.I took a deep breath, my eyes fixed on the warehouse. It was time to go in, to get Vyom and Rithvik back. I was ready.

I found a basement, in this old building covered with dirt and spider web. This particular door looks like it has been used recently.I made my way down to the basement, my gun at the ready. The door was locked, but I quickly took care of that with a well-placed shot. I kicked the door open and stepped inside, my eyes scanning the room for any sign of Vyom and Rithvik.

That's when I saw them. Vyom was lying unconscious on the floor, while Rithvik was rubbing his feet, trying to get the circulation going. I rushed over to them, my heart racing with relief.Just as I reached them, I heard a voice behind me.

"Look who's here to save his lover," Rana Pratap sneered, his eyes gleaming with malice.I turned to face him, my gun still clutched in my hand. "I'll not let you hurt them again," I growled, my eyes locked on Rana Pratap.Rana Pratap sneered at me, his face twisted in contempt. "You think you can stop me? You are at my mercy. I have taken down all your man. I am the king, and Vyom is my son. He will do as I say, and he will marry whoever I choose for him."

I took a step forward, my eyes blazing with anger. "Vyom is an adult, and he can make his own decisions. He's chosen me, and I will do everything in my power to protect him."Rana Pratap's face turned red with rage, and he took a step forward, his fists clenched. "You're just a mafia thug," he spat. "You're not worthy of my son."I smiled, a cold, calculated smile. "The moment I got my eyes on Vyom, he belonged to my do you think Ill let you take my possession so easily, huh!?"

"He is my son, the future king and you are just a criminal, mafia involved freak who can't be compared to royals. You are a dirt bag who like to suck dicks."

'Correction! Your son's dick"

Rana Pratap's face turned beet red with rage as he shouted at his men, "Beat him up! Show him who's boss!"The two men lunged at me, their fists flying. I dodged and weaved, using my training to take them down one by one. But there were too many of them, and soon I found myself surrounded, taking blows from all sides.

Just as I thought I was getting the upper hand, Rana Pratap's men grabbed Rithvik, holding him in a tight grip. Rana Pratap sneered at me, his eyes glinting with malice as he pointed his gun at Vyom's unconscious body."Look at your precious Vyom," he taunted, his voice dripping with venom. "He's helpless, just like you."

I struggled against the men holding me, but they were too strong. Rana Pratap's laughter echoed through the room, sending chills down my spine."Beat him up," he ordered his men, his eyes never leaving mine. "Make him beg for mercy."The men obeyed, their fists and feet pounding into me. I gritted my teeth, refusing to cry out in pain. My eyes stayed fixed on Vyom's unconscious body, and I endured every blow, every kick, every punch.

Just when I thought I couldn't take it anymore, Rana Pratap stopped his men. "Enough," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Now, Vikram, you have a choice to make. Lick my shoes, and I'll let Vyom live."I felt a wave of revulsion wash over me, but I knew I had to do whatever it took to save Vyom. I looked up at Rana Pratap, my eyes locked on his, and slowly, I got down on my hands and knees.Rana Pratap's laughter echoed through the room once more, and I knew I had to endure this humiliation, no matter how much it hurt. I took a deep breath, and slowly.

Just as I was about to lick his shoes, a loud gunshot echoed through the room, making everyone freeze. I looked up to see Amar Singh Rajvansh, my father, and Rajveer, my brother, standing in the doorway, surrounded by our men.I felt a sense of relief washing over me.Rana Pratap's face turned white with fear as he realized who had just arrived. He took a step back, his eyes darting wildly between my father and brother.

Amar Singh Rajvansh, my father, stepped forward, his eyes blazing with anger. "Rana Pratap, you've made a big mistake," he said, his voice low and deadly. "You dared to mess with the heirs of The R.O.A.R. Mafia group."Rajveer Singh Rajvansh, my brother, stood tall, his eyes fixed on Rana Pratap. "You're going to pay for laying your filthy hands on my brother," he said, his voice firm.

"ROAR Mafia group!?"  Vyom's father voice coated with fear. I felt a sense of satisfaction wash over me as I saw Rana Pratap's men back away, fear etched on their faces. My family was here, and they were going to take care of everything.

I stood up, my eyes locked on my father and brother. "Thank you," I said, my voice filled with emotion. "Thank you for coming for me."Amar Singh Rajvansh, my father, smiled, his eyes warm with love. "We'll always come for you, Vikram," he said. "You're our family, and we'll do whatever it takes to protect you."

"Take Vyom and Rithvik with you, I'll take care of these so-called royals."

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~to be continued...