बैड बॉयज (लव एडिशन) - Chapter 1
Goa's Mafia King and a Knight Club Owner's Spoiled Son. A Love Story!<br />
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Athena, Night Club<br />
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It was nighttime when a twenty-five-year-old young man was rushing out of the club, having just exited the elevator, when someone blocked his path. "Boss, some college kids are fighting."<br />
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"Then why are you telling me instead of handling them? What are the bouncers for?" The young man was none other than Mark, the club's owner.<br />
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"We can't handle it, boss. Please, before something happens, you come." A man working in the club said, and Mark got agitated. He had somewhere urgent to be.<br />
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"Do this, call the police. This is a daily affair with these people now. If one or two of them get a good beating, everyone will fall in line." Mark ordered the man and went to catch a glimpse of the fight.<br />
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Two groups were clashing. Mark pushed his way through with difficulty and reached the middle. Before the boy could land a punch on the opponent, Mark grabbed his hand and stopped him.<br />
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The boy's face turned cold. In anger, he wanted to see who had dared to stop him. But as soon as he saw Mark, his hand loosened. His expression also changed.<br />
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As the boy stopped, peace spread from the other side as well. Everyone had stopped in their place. Mark pushed the first boy back and warned everyone, "If you want to come here, leave your attitude outside. This isn't your father's house to do as you please. Security, hold them until the police arrive."<br />
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Everyone's eyes widened. The first boy, still lost after being pushed, immediately came to his senses and said, "Please, don't do this, Mark."<br />
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Mark suddenly turned towards him, and the next moment his face turned red with anger. "Vikas Mehra? Who let him in?"<br />
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The boy, Vikas, flinched slightly. The security guards lowered their heads. Seeing this, Mark's anger intensified. He cast a cold glance at his staff and said, "I'll deal with you people later."<br />
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Saying this, he quickly pushed through the crowd and left. The boys, hearing the name of the police, tried to leave as soon as Mark left, but all the exit routes were blocked.<br />
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Leaving the club, Mark went straight to City Hospital. He inquired about someone at the reception, after which he immediately went searching for them and his steps halted. In front of the doctor stood a boy of his own age, holding a newborn baby in his arms. Another three-year-old child stood holding his leg.<br />
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"Rishu!" Mark called out to him and saw Rishabh standing numbly. As his steps faltered, Mark caught Rishabh as well as the baby. The baby's cries echoed through the corridor.<br />
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Seeing Mark, the doctor repeated his words, "Sorry Mr. Dixit! We can't save your wife. She has very little time left, meet her one last time."<br />
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Mark was also stunned to hear this. "What... what are you saying, doctor? Save her, no matter what it takes."<br />
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The doctor lowered his head. "We tried our best, the situation is beyond our control."<br />
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The doctor looked up slightly and raised his hands as if to say this was God's will. Then he left them alone.<br />
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"Dead... What happened to Mommy? Where is she?" the three-year-old child asked, lifting his face. But he received no answer from Rishabh.<br />
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Mark, with difficulty, sat Rishabh on a bench and, looking at the three-year-old child, said, "Rishi baby! Stay with Dad, okay? I'll go meet your Mommy."<br />
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Rishi nodded his head like a good boy, and Mark, carrying the newborn baby in his lap, reached the ward where Rishabh's wife, Rushali Dixit, was breathing her last.<br />
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As the baby's cry reached her ears, Rushali slightly opened her eyes, looked at him, and tears welled up in her eyes. Mark immediately wiped her tears and said, "This foolish Rishabh has gone mad with the joy of having a baby, that's why he hasn't come inside."<br />
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Rushali said with a weak smile, "I know why he hasn't come inside. My time to go has come, hasn't it? He probably can't bear it. He can't handle himself."<br />
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"Don't say that, Rushali. Nothing will happen to you," Mark said with difficulty, his voice choked. Rushali and Rishabh were his old and very close friends. Mark was the one who had eloped with them and arranged their marriage.<br />
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"Will you promise me something?" Rushali said in a low voice and extended her hand.<br />
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Mark immediately held her hand. "You... you shouldn't talk too much, and look at this baby! He looks exactly like Rishu, doesn't he? Now he won't complain that his child only resembles you."<br />
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Rushali nodded and said, "I'm sorry Mark! Because of me, your love could not be fulfilled. But even then, you stood by us every moment with your broken heart. Perhaps Rishhu's and my journey was only till here. From today, he is yours. I am leaving him and the children in your care. Will you look after them?"<br />
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"What... what nonsense are you talking?" Mark's eyes welled up. "He loves you very much. Don't talk about leaving him. How will he live without you? How will the children be? They need you."<br />
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"That's why I am leaving everyone in your care. My love is nothing compared to yours because it didn't include sacrifice. Give as much as you love. Become a wife if needed, a mother if needed. Otherwise, I will be happy just seeing my family happy. So promise me, you will do this for me. I swear by our friendship! I swear by your love!" Rushali said, her breath becoming heavy.<br />
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Mark lowered his head, and Rushali smiled and looked at her baby once. "Name him Rohan. I had decided that long ago."<br />
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As tears streamed down Mark's eyes, Rushali lovingly stroked Rohan's head and tried to hold him close. Mark moved him forward, and Rushali kissed his forehead. "Will you ask Rishu to talk to me one last time?"<br />
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"You won't say anything about me," Mark said, and Rushali nodded slightly. Keeping the baby near her, Mark stepped back and went to call Rishabh.<br />
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As he left, Rushali said in a low voice, "Have you forgotten, Mark, that I never listened to anyone? I won't listen today either."<br />
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A while later, the sounds of Rishabh's loud crying from the ward reached Mark outside. Rishi clung to Mark in fear. Mark's tears also started to flow again. Perhaps, perhaps Rushali had truly left everyone in his care.<br />
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Stay tuned for the rest of the story. Please read my other stories too; you will like them.