Alternate Origin #1
{(A/N) - This chapter is not related to my ongoing work, I had an idea for an origin story and was really excited to put it out. Sorry for not updating as I'm still deciding on how to move forward for our Monke, So until I get some clarity, Please enjoy this.}
In the kitchen of an expensive modern-looking apartment, a man who looked around 25-26 was chopping onions while a woman, who looked around 29-30 was sitting on the opposite of the platform looking at him.
"Babe, you're visiting your parents today, right?" The woman asked as she played with a few strands of her brunette hair.
"Yeah. And no, I'm not taking you with me. I'll be back in about seven days sweetie, it's not that long anyway." The man replied putting the chopped onions in a bowl as he took out a frying pan.
"Oh Come on! Please! I'll be a good girl."
"Don't talk like a 5-year-old. I'm going alone and that's decided."
"Fine. Whatever." The woman pouted as she got up, and walked to the couch in the living room, dropping down on it.
The man sighed as he switched the stove off, shaking his head and walking toward her,
"Celine, I have some important work there and the flight to India takes about 18 hours, you get pretty serious jet lags in domestic flights, So just take a good little rest and I'll be back before you know it." The man said as he pat her head.
"Tch. Here I am, already missing you, and look at yourself, stroking my head and smiling." The woman said with a pouting face.
"Missing me when I'm standing next to you is weird. Besides my flight is tomorrow, and we have a whole night ahead." The man winked at her before walking back to the kitchen.
"God! You're getting me all wet now!" She stared at her boyfriend, who only gave her a wide smile at her comment. 'Damn. My man is perfect!' Celine thought as she looked at his smile and followed him.
Like Celine, anyone who knew him would also have the same thought.
Aahan Singh, 29, born in India to a rich business-oriented family. He had a handsome face, a fit, athletic body, and a calm, charming personality. While his family owned a chain of restaurants called SunRise across the state where they lived when he was born, they expanded across the whole country, becoming an established brand throughout the nation in recent years. He grew up as a model student, getting perfect grades in school, being respectful to everyone, and always having a smile on his face. After finishing his studies at 23, he spent 5 years working with his parents on their franchise before moving to New York, as they were planning to open a branch there next.
"Let's eat some dinner first. I'll save you for dessert." He turned around, giving her a kiss, biting her lower lip, and giving her ass a tight squeeze.
The Next Morning -
*Beep!...Beep!...Beep!*
Aahan opened his eyes and moved his hand sideways, tapping the alarm clock and switching it off.
"Dear Celine, please get up or I'm gonna spank you." He flicked her cheek as she whined, "5 more minutes."
*sigh* 'Well I did try to wake her up once.'
He raised his right hand upwards behind her, slapping her butt.
"Ouch! What the hell A!"
"Now you're up. By the way, take a hot shower later, your ass looks red from all the stuff we did last night. Before you blame me, your face looked too beautiful to say no!"
Her face got red from remembering all the "activities" and "Action" they did last night, she picked up a pillow throwing it at him with a pout on her face. But sadly for her, he caught it and threw it back at her, directly hitting her face.
"Alexa! Play thug life music please!"
[Playing Thug Life - Cradle to the grave by Snoop Dog & 2Pac]
1 hour later -
After taking a bath and getting ready, Aahan bid adieu to his girlfriend, giving her a long kiss before walking out of his apartment and taking a taxi to the airport.
'I guess it's time to break up with her. Another week and she'd probably propose herself. The hints I've been getting this month are too much. She wa-is nice. But I'm not trusting anyone anymore. So I guess this is it.'
He took out his phone and called a number on it.
"Hello Hello, Father!"
"Hello! You are on time for the flight, right? Don't you dare miss it Brat!"
"Yup! On-time. Also, I'm 29 Father, not a brat anymore." He said, looking out the window.
"You'll always be a brat for me! And get home soon Son, your mother is waiting for you."
"I know, I know. I'll be there ASAP, bye. See you soon." I hung up and looked towards the driver ahead only to see the driver's seat fucking empty!
"Where the hell is that guy!?"
Before Aahan had any time to take the situation in, the car took a sharp turn and the back wheels stopped suddenly, rolling over 5 times and crashing into the divider in Final Destination style.
In a pitch-black space, with no sense of space or time much less light, a consciousness woke up, looking around him.
"I'm most probably dead. Though I thought I'd be on a road to hell, this black space is definitely not it."
"Well, you would surely go to hell, If not for me that is. I mean, you did kill two people." A deep heavy voice seemed to surround the whole space, as Aahan gave out a light chuckle through his imaginary mouth.
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(A/N) -A different way to reincarnate this time! For people who'll be commenting to continue our Monke's story, Chill out, I'll give an update regarding that soon. I don't want to half-ass anything, So I'll only continue after I firmly decide on what to do...Please wait till then..
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