A series of black Mercedes crossed the silent road and stopped just before a vacant almost shattered villa. The wind rustled down shaking the dried leaves in the forest either side. Even the nature turned silent with the arrival. A deadly peace surrounded the area as a man walked out from the first car, with long strides reached for the middle one and opened the gate letting out the way for the devil himself.

This Devil wasn't someone with long nails, horns and that red blood eyes instead he was one of the most beautiful creation of the God possible. His sharp jawline, his well built body and those eyes which were exact description of his personality, too many shades. Those captivating eyes which were for now held inside the Ray ban sunglasses. His aura, his attire everything screamed possessiveness, power and authority. He is the young Billionaire Shivaay Singh Oberoi, the most eligible bachelor and The Best entrepreneur of the time!

"Sir they are inside"informed his chief bodyguard Khanna who knew his boss inside out. He knew his boss is neither a Devil nor an Angel. He is good as it can be, he is bad as much as it is possible. Sometime he is a million color sometime just pure black and white. He is extreme of everything!

Passing a cold nod to his chief bodyguard, Shivaay picked up his Colt Python Revolver and placed it in his black denim pocket without any expression.

Walking inside followed by a bunch of men in black suit and guns he settled down on a chair while all of them surrounded him in proper semicircles, nobody making a single noise.

Two of the men brought a girl and a man with their eyes covered using a black cloth, too scared to even speak a word and pushed them on the ground in front of him. Khanna removed the clothes from their eyes as they tried to adjust with the sunlight. Passing a disgusting look to the girl who was crying hysterically he turned toward the man.

"Why did you do that?" he asked a simple question, the person looked at him confused not understanding anything to which Shivaay lost his patience and shot him directly on the shoulder.  He screamed in pain while the girl flinched, tears flowing from her eyes. She bit her lips not to let a scream because she knew the consequences of messing with the Devil is worse than death.

"I asked why did you placed those smuggled statues at Omkara Singh Oberoi art gallery?" he again asked, this time in a high pitched voice, the man who was crying in pain shuddered before replying "I was paid for the same. They wanted to take the product out of the country and that was the only safe place to hide it!" A deep and scary laugh left Shivaay's mouth before he shot the other arm of the man.  "How can I forget the cheap, disgusting and selfish middle class standards of you people?"

"You will kill me? " he asked shuttering in fear when Shivaay tilted his head with a smug full smile "No I won't kill you that's a crime..."the man led out a painful sigh when Shivaay continued "You will kill yourself!"

He looked at him horrified as well as confused.  Shivaay asked Khanna to go ahead. Khanna passed a set of papers to the man before describing "Your wife have divorced you Mr Sinha for cheating on her, we showed her the proof and she left the country with your daughter.  Your property is in the name of your wife now, your shop and house have been taken over by Oberois and you aren't left with even a single penny."

The man looked at Shivaay with wide eyes. He never knew his entire life would be destroyed for just keeping few statues at a place. "Why did you do that?" he asked in a low voice. The pain now no more affected him. "You should have thought about it before trying to send my brother in prison." He passed him the gun "Now think what is better, end all your miseries with a bullet or live all your life with these useless shot shoulders. Believe me police is not gonna help you at all. So it's either you shoot yourself or the life shoots you. Trust me I won't let you live peacefully even now!"

The man looked at the gun as his entire life revolved around his eyes. His hands trembled while sweat formed on his forehead. With trembling palms he kept the gun on his forehead edge and closing the eyes pressed the trigger shooting himself down as a muffled, scary cry left the girl's mouth but Shivaay and his men didn't even flinched.

Shivaay then turned to the girl who shivered in fear from his stare itself. She had just watched this devil forcing a man to kill himself and her mind wasn't letting her get over the same. "Why did you do that?" He asked the same question and her blank mind couldn't come up with anything and just like before he shot at her shoulder as well. She fell down but one of Shivaay's man pulled her from her hairs. "Why did you cheat my brother Rudra Singh Oberoi Ms. Romi?" he again asked in a high pitched voice to which she replied in a go "I am sorry I didn't meant to. I was just playing around." She shivered. Never in her life she thought that one casual fling would bring her up here.

"That's why you got him arrested on charges of molestation when he only kissed you that to with your permission dammit!"

His voice shook her with fear. She fell on his legs with bleeding shoulder asking for forgiveness but he didn't as much as gave a look. He pushed her away jerking her off his legs. "You are really proud of this beauty of yours right Ms fashion queen?  Let's see how does this makeup looks on your beautiful face!" he mocked her as another man held her face making a deep cut from her forehead to her chin. She yelled in pain but nothing affected the devil. He was just sitting watching everything with a satisfying smile.

"Did it make you realize the pain you made that girl go through because of your bullying Ms Romi. She killed herself right? Don't look at me like this bitch I know everything!"

"Your parents have accepted you dead for themselves and police is after you for the case of fake molestation and bullying. You have been blacklisted from the college as well." With this he walked away leaving his gun behind. He settled in his car and Khanna closed the gate. A sound of shot was heard and Shivaay's face was adorned with a victorious smile!

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Shivaay walked inside the mansion after a long tiring day and was not so surprised to see his grandmother and his brothers waiting for him. His only family "You guys haven't slept yet?"

"No bhaiya we were waiting for you!" answered Rudra with a goofy smile. "You ok? "he asked his brother with a small smile and Rudra nodded in a yes "I am fine Bhaiya. I just liked her because she showed she loved me. Anyway she have been removed from college for bullying and faking molestation. I am over her don't worry. Now I have nothing to do with her. She will live her life I will live mine!"

Shivaay smiled at him before hugging both of his brothers. The devil's lifeline. Wishing his grandmother he settled down to have dinner with all of them "Billu get a girl for yourself then we wouldn't have to wait for you for the dinner."

Shivaay led out a frustrated breath at this. He hated this topic. "Dadi how many times I told not to talk about these stupid girls. They are nothing but money minded. Look at our mother only. She left our father and her kids just because he wasn't able to fulfill her demands. That girl Romi she faked a damn molestation for her own benefit. All these girls are behind money nothing else." Everyone signed in defeat listening to Shivaay. Well it was difficult to win against him on the matter of girls.

"Shivaay but not every girl is bad right. Our Dadi happen to be a girl as well." explained Omkara. Omkara Singh Oberoi although was Shivaay Singh Oberoi's brother but exact opposite to him. He was soft, solemn and simple. A person whose persona is of peace and love.

"I agree not everyone is same but how do we find who is the right one?" asked Shivaay with a small smile having a glass of water when Dadi held his hand "The day a girl raise her voice against you for your attitude consider she is the one for you."

Shivaay smiled at his Dadi and stood up kissing her forehead "Sure Dadi but you know that's not possible. These girls just throw themselves on me. They can't raise their eyes in front of me. Raising voice is out of question!"

Shivaay left to his room while Om and Rudra went and sat beside Dadi on the couch. "By the way Bhaiya was right Dadi, either the girls try to seduce him or they fear him too much to look into his eyes. Do you really think he will get a girl who will raise her voice against him?"

Dadi smiled and that gave the answer to the brothers. "But you know right Dadi, Shivaay is hell possessive about his things. He is so over possessive and protective about us we can't even guess his obsession for the girl he would love. His distorted childhood had made him sick in such matters!" said, Om and Dadi's smile fell knowing very well at what Om was pointing at. They knew Shivaay's dark side very well and his possessiveness for the things or people he considered his.

He was not a jealous type person but what's his, it's his. End of story!