" Don't you feel guilty for killing someone, who gave you the rights to kill like that " her voice was loud while asking the question and everyone went quiet.
He looked at her raising his eyebrows, when everyone are appreaciting him for the encounter he did last night , this women here was questioning him.
He asked her to come forward and she stepped front while the rest move aside.
" What's your name and which channel? " he questioned her adjusting his cap and she replied with the same attitude " Ms Tejasswi Prakash, Journalist, MBC Channel, now will you answer my question? "
" Ms. Prakash " He pulled his gun
" You See, this is called Revolver and I m working for the law and order, to be precise, I am an IPS officer who was trained well and this revolver is used to shoot someone when we have all the rights and the one who died last night, is not a saint, he is a criminal who was involved in 46 cases, in which 10 are for murder and attempt murder and if u don't know anything, don't ask stupid questions like this. Understand " His voice was stern sending shivers down the spine for people present there.
Mr. Karan kundrra - Nightmare to the criminals, a sincere IPS officer who secured first place in UPSC and chose this upon his own interest. He is loyal to his work, that's the reason he have many enemies which include politicians and big shots of Mumbai as well. In his career of 7 years, he had already done 34 encounters and he have no mercy for people who dont deserve it. An handsome, young man of 32 years who conquered the women heart with his looks and his deep voice.
A man of words, who smiles occasionally, he stays with his big family, who also shifted with him to Mumbai. He love only two things in this world , his family and his work.
He started walking away and she stopped him by calling his name,
Tejasswi " Mr. Kundrra "
He stopped and turned to look at her, she moved to him and looked into his eyes " I think you failed to do proper research, that man had left everything before a year and he was living a simple life with his family. Now that you have killed him, his family is on roads and would you still like to enlighten me where you were right here? " she asked him, her eyes were boring into his.
His jaws tightened at the audacity of this women " Listen I don't have all my day for your nonsense , still, learn everything and then speak. He didn't change, it was all act and after attaining evidence against him, we planned this bcoz this time his crime was not something to be forgiven. Something are better to be hidden, let's keep the facts in dark sweetie " he said in his dangerous voice and she shivered and he looked intimidating to her.
He drove away and some girls were jealous that he spoke to her and some were wondering about whatever he said, but our Female protagonist was surely hating him from now.
Tejasswi Prakash, 26 years, the women of dreams, she wanted to become investigative journalist and finished her graduation in journalism. Her dreams begin when she was selected as a journalist in MBC ( Mumbai broadcast channel), she had been following Karan from the time he was transferred to Mumbai and his actions were not her type, she dislike people who are rude unnecessarily and this man is a epitome to rudeness. His name was registered in her as Mr. Arrogant and she can't bring herself to change. Whatever he does, she find something unethical in this, just like with this. If anyone of her people came to know that Tejasswi Prakash can hate someone, they must have laugh about it, but only she knows how much she hates him. The girl of joy, her smile was enough to make other smile, unlike him, who snatch it unknowingly from her face. She had very small circle of friends which include Anvi, the one who had been with her through thick and thin
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" Get lost Tejasswi prakash " he sneered looking at her who was unbothered by his angry look.
" You have to answer me one day Karan kundrra, I am not going to leave you soon " she scoffed back at him who rolled his eyes at her baseless threatenings.
The door burst open and he glared at his Junior Om Singh who entered without knocking, he was panting. Looking at him Karan knows that, it's an emergency, otherwise no one dare to barge in his cabin that way.
" Sorry, Mrs Kundrra, it's an emergency, Sir had to leave immediately" , he said panting and Karan immediately wore his cap and took his essentials to leave.
If looks could kill someone, he would have turned into ashes by now, he looked scared at the way tejasswi was looking at him now.
Karan " Now why r u standing still, leave, I have some work "
" Remember what I said " she said before leaving his cabin and he took deep breath to control his anger, while his junior was scared.
" Sir, did I offend madam, please convey my apologies to her ,she looks scary at times " Om said scared and Karan chuckled, she indeed looks scary all time.
Karan " Next time, Address her as madam or Tejasswi, not with my name.. " he said walking outside while Om followed him.
Om " Oh madam feels shy with Sir name I guess " he murmured, well enough for Karan to hear who sighed and thought,
" How do I tell you that she hates me and my name which is attached with hers, Nafrat hai usse merese, aur mere judi huye cheezo se"
Other side,
Tejasswi entered into her office which is MBC broadcast channel where she was working as a journalist from past 5 years.
Teja " how dare he, He thinks he can make me quiet with his eyes, he doesn't know what he messed up, I will finish his career soon " she murmered while her friend Anvi, tapped her shoulder.
Anvi " You went to Commissioner Office right ? did you meet bhai.. I mean Mr Kundrra , kyaa baat haii" she teased her.
Teja " I don't have ears for your nonsense, stop calling him bhai ,he is neither your bhai, nor my husband, so shut up and do your work "
Anvi raised her hands and sat on her seat quietly and started with her work knowing this is her routine whenever she met him, her legally wedded husband.
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" Nafrat hai mujhse apse " she scowled at him who was standing with a expressionless face.
" Mujhe bhi " he said looking straight into her eyes and her heart twisted with hurt.
what was she expecting from him? love? out of all people, from him who is a stone hearted person dressed up in a police uniform.
He punched the wall after coming out, her words were ringing in his ears , what was he expecting ? Respect? from an arrogant journalist like her, who will do anything to bring him down with her words.
They both were different in everything, their poles are opposite but yet destiny decided to bind them together in a bond of sacred knot, which they never wanted.
A tale of unwanted marriage,
A tale of hatred and love,
A tale of Arrogance and care ,
A tale of family and friends,
And it's our,
"Aadavat -E - Ishq " - TejRan's Tale
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Fanfiction" Nafrat hai mujhse apse " she scowled at him who was standing with a expressionless face. " Mujhe bhi " he said looking straight into her eyes and her heart twisted with hurt. what was she expecting from him? love? out of all people, from him w...
