Gangster
His murderous blue eyes traced every inch of the now dead body; he knelt down observing his target. Blood oozed out of his temple, his face pale & his body laid motionless. His vicious gaze satisfied, his thoughts tamed, "Tsk Tsk Raj, Rest in peace" he voiced un-fazed with death that mirrored him with a smirk in his lips. He stood up, tucking in his gun under his belt with no remorse in his agenda. His eyes signalled Rohan to take care of the mess, his job done.
He walked out of the remote building with a divine power trapped in him. The immense clot that clouded his better judgement surfaced as his face glowed with satisfaction. Death, this very word brought no fear in him, it was merely a word that existed to scare others and intrigue him. A pat at the back brought him back from his twisted thoughts. He turned his head towards the direction. "Chale" the deep voice uttered walking towards their respected motorbikes to which he replied "Hmm".
With that their engine roared and the bike screeched as speed began rumbling throughout the motorbike. It was dead at night, the roads filled with Prostitutes and unknown souls. Their bikes overshadowing the dim music that uttered out of the clubs they passed by.
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Walking in the club, the music was vociferous; the room sparkled in chambers of laughter and pleasure. He walked along the passive stairs that was hidden from the general public's knowledge, followed by his boys. The glass door was guarded by two well built men, their hands roaming around every corner of his body, no place un-left in search of weapons, they willingly handed their guns and stepped inside.
"Done? Dead? Gone?" Vikash spoke.
"All three" he replied.
"Sit down then"
As the words were spoken, his gang left with the girls that adorned the petite room. He sat opposite him, his eyes questioning and his thoughts deadly. The music of the club faintly subjected in the room, the lights were ever changing, two girls sat on both of Vikash's sides pleasing him in every way they could.
"So?" Vikash uttered, his lips placing damp kisses on the girls face.
"All done, it was Raj, he was the snitch"
"hmm cops?" Vikash added grabbing his drink.
"Don't worry about them"
"Good.. coz if I do" he grabbed the girls pulling them closer while biting one in the ear.
"You won't have to"
"ahaha Confidence... that's what I always liked about you Armaan" he opened a bag that was under his feet tossing 100 000 dollars on the table towards him.
"Money... that's what I always like about you- Vikash" he grabbed the money.
"And for my boys?"
"Aren't the girls enough?" he whispered breaking out of the lip-lock with the blonde girl.
"For tonight they are, what about their share?"
"Armaan, relax. They will get their share meanwhile-" He stopped pointing towards his personal bodyguard that stood behind his couch.
"Meanwhile?"
"Have fun" he spoke pulling apart from the girls and sniffing drugs from the glass table.
The bodyguard approached him indicating him to follow him, he done so quietly. They stepped out of the sinister room walking towards an unknown intention. He led him to small room positioned at the end of the corridor away from the glass room. V-Jay, the body guard opened the door at the slightest of cracks voicing a heavy "Boss said, she is new- off the block". His dimpled smile grew deeper, he knew Vikash too well. "You're her first, don't be rough" he spoke opening the door widely.
I know its short but meh. I know Armaan's character is totes evilish- well bad! I always find bad guys HOT! (Damon!) ahaah so Hope you like his character keep in mind that his character is bad... well it kinda has to be "Gangster duh" ahaha soo Let me know what you think of it! Read.Like.Comment. Love. Priyanka =)
