Chapter 1- OMKARA

If you are looking for a place to go all out and have the best night of your life, then I prefer going to Lavender. Owned by the most sexiest man, Omkara Singh Oberoi.

If you are lucky enough, you might as well get the chance to hear him sing and then get to spend a steamy night with him. But only if you pass the test passed by his favourite partner in crime and manager, Anika.

You want to get in the good books of Omkara, you have to be on real good terms with Anika. She will not let you pass until you show your skills of being able to satisfy him.

Every girl Omkara sleeps with first has to have sex with Anika and then if you satisfy her then you might get a chance to be acknowledged by her.

Just on the top of the loud, and fancy nightclub, is the lavious and modern penthouse of Mr.Omkara. You are special if you are allowed to enter into that penthouse with his permission.

Today was a hectic day like any others. Who would have thought running errands on Earth would be as tiring as ruling over Hell.

Omkara walked through the door of the elevator to his most proud achievements, Lavender. The loud music blazing through the overhead speakers.

Humans dancing through all over the club. Minds infiltrated with sin, lust, and greed. The Devil smirked as he made his way towards his favourite demon. His eyes travelled over the pool of people and he spotted her.

There she was, kissing a woman passionately. The little precious demon of his was the most skilled and efficient torturer Hell's ever known. Sitting there in tight spaghetti strapless black bodycon dress.

He makes his way towards the bar and orders himself an old fashioned. Leaning against the bar, he observed the people surrounding him. He snickered at these pathetic creatures.

They are going to make mistakes and then blame it on the Devil because they don't have to courage to get their own cowardly hands dirty. They say as if the Devil has nothing better to do then sit on their shoulders and then command them to do bad.

These things need to learn how to take responsibility about their own actions. All he does is whisper and it is up to take the offer if they want. And they associate him with lies, believe it or not he himself has never lied.

He only tortures the Evil souls that have done bad but they still consider him evil. He hates those who don't believe in what they say. Like seriously humans, take responsibility for your actions.

As he was scanning the club, everything slowed down signaling to only one thing. His feathered hole brother was here to give him another one of his boring lecture.

"Shivaay! What a pleasure to have you at my club. Now what honour do I have to have your feathered ass here." Omkara snicker, placing the glass up to his charming and well-formed lips.

"Do you take anything seriously Omi?"

"Hmm...let's think about, amm...nope." Omkara answered sarcastically and popping the 'p' on purpose.

Shivaay sat on the barstool beside Omkara, "Omi, your return to Hell has  been requested by dad."

"Well then tell dad that I am on a vacation because I am tired of playing a part in his games."

"Omi, he never wants the bad for you."

"Really Shivaay, you really gonna take his side, he kicked me out of Heaven because I argued that humans will ruin the beautiful Earth he created." Omkara raised his voice, flashing his red eyes at his brother.

"I believe that what dad did was wrong but-" Shivaay was cut by Omkara's loud animalistic growl.

"Well Daddy's boy, I don't have the time to listen to you praising dad, so I am gonna go enjoy the night." Omkara was about to walk away when Shivaay flies in front of him.

"You very well know you have to return to Hell one day, Omi." 

"I know but today is not that day."

"You will have to return, Omi."

"How about Feburary 31st?"

"Very funny Omi, but I will try my best to get you back in Hell." Shivaay said before storming out.

"Good luck with that." Omkara yelled and chuckled to himself.

The smell of the flesh filled Omkara's nose making him turn his head into that direction. Locking his eyes with Anika, he directed her to get everyone out of the bar.

They would handle it themselves but to their dismay, someone already contacted the LAPD. Anika kicked everyone out and made sure no one touched the unseen dead body.

Omkara placed his drink on the side, his mood clearly spoiled because of the body. His sister Priyanka, Angel of Death must be on her way to obtain the soul and take him to heaven.

What was a pure soul doing in his club? Slowly walking towards the body, Omkara flipped the dead body over to see the a familiar face. His former bar tender and old friend, who was now a famous celebrity.

She was breathing, which means she was alive. He pressed on the bullet wound he ordered Anika to call for an ambulance. He noticed that she was trying to keep her eyes open. She raised one of her hand and cupped Omkara's cheeks.

"Thank you for- for everything you have done for me Omkara. It was nice knowing you but we will never meet after this." The girl tried to speak with great difficulty.

"No! You are not going anywhere and it is really boring where you are going." Omkara yelled at her, trying to keep her awake.

The girl was about to respond when suddenly there was a hailstorm of bullets. Before Omkara could protect the girl, one bullet pierced through her heart, killing her on the spot.

"NO!" Omkara screamed

Bullets tried to pierce through Omkara's skin but bounced of everytime. Omkara furiously turned his head to the direction of the shooter and spotted a Cadillac getting away.

Ripping through wind, he stood in front of car, his alarmingly red eyes visible due to his anger. As the car approached him, he placed his hands on the bumper making the car stop.

He walks around and smashes the glass and unlocks the door. He grabs the driver by collar smashing his face with steering wheel.

"Why did you shoot her?" Omkara asked filled with rage.

"Listen man, I got paid to shoot her." The man responded with fear.

"WHO PAID YOU?! Answer me!" Omkara screeched.

Before he could answer, a bullet pierced through him as well. Omkara left his collar. Looking around he spotted no one.

He was going to make sure this man is tortured in Hell like anything but right now, he had to get back to Lily's dead.

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There you have it, the first chapter of The Devil's Detective.

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