7 Chapter 7

Adhiraj P.O.Vs

I m just staring out of my curiosity to her brown eyes , because they had been made to stare a bit , they contains the memory of my childhood with her, well like other idealistic couple , finger crossed , we were not the so called, "childhood sweethearts " boys don't sheds !!

As , being a boy and an eldest Son among all my siblings , I was a closed reserved guy from beginning , I like being an angry lion , and like being dusty like a sprinting tiger , I love to be the centre of fight , I wasn't quiet humble , may be I can be credited being a bull with flaring nostrils , I had looks , I had power and I had , class, which was a very powerful weapon to create a difference , being rich and being rich with classiness is two different things , one can't go hand in hand ,

And my Father was a top class barrister of his time in Kolkata , I know his weighing balance between truth and justice , he can underestimate a falsification but can worship the justification , Mr. Baldev Singh Shekhawat , the second name for terror of discipline , I think being in an Indian army for your early youth days , makes you a rigid one , he was strict like the other militants ,

but he had to left his occupancy because my grandfather Mr. Raghuveer Singh Shekhawat didn't want a soldier to be sacrificed in name of motherland , and my father in his early 30's returned back to his homeland Kolkata , surrendering himself against the will of his father , that tucked an winded closed knot in the corner of his tough chest , he remained forged and reluctant , and then with his childhood best friend 's Daughter , "Sunaina Singh Chandel " ,Raghuveer married off his oldest son , that was my father and Mrs. Sunaina become my mother , but after his third delivery when I was about 4 years , and when my youngest sister came to this world , my mother bids all of us a farewell to heaven , I didn't get to know the meaning of ' motherly 'love .

This moment I felt like I m getting to recall my past moments , and it seems some black and white chip to reload and retrace from my memory's data , which I really don't want to ponder , I just don't like being carried away by old sand dunes of my life's sea , it is ferocious.

I m not a complete shit , I never broke heart because , I never love , I just want some loosening floozies around my dick ! They had their consent and I had mine , so what's the difference , but I never was feeling such hopeless and hapless at a same time , because I hate that I had to run for a help , and more badly from my one and only ex wife ! Srijita Sanyal !!, I hate her , no I disgust her , she was such a god awful amiss of my life , even a part of me was jealous of her , and here I was vulnerable among all of the people of the world but her , see my feebleminded figure begging in front of her , She had changed a lot from her hairstyles to the nail paint of her toe, her clothes and all of the above her sassy ass , crying for any man's attention ,

I may be the fucker , but I never saw any point to trap her under my gambits, she remained my one of the childhood friend with whom , I spent my high school and then we parted away in our ways , She always wanted to be a lawyer like my father , but his father was a mere clerk and my father's old friend from his college days , her family was a very low class poor family but my father supported her education by admitting her in the same school where the all Richie's of Kolkata goes for study ,

End of flashbacks-----

Her brown eyes are filled with a blurry image formation in my black one , a really black hole which had absorbed our past folds , she was a past matrimony of the life , but the fact was she still holds the tag of being , 'my ' , with her long brown curly hair , not very much curly but with waves in her lengths , and it was her first day , with my meeting in a conference with media persons and paparazzi , I don't know what would be the input , after my bail , it will be the first time , I will face media and I m not good with media , so My ex wife is my only hope, I don't have any other demands , just my reputation .

Fixing my collar and straightening my dark copper colored business suit , I felt like this tie is going to choke me out of my life, but then blowing a tension free breath , I sprayed some musky scent , my room is display of my various inner shades of personalities, looking at my reflection in the mirror , and complementing myself on the thing , that I will be okay ,I called my manager Mr. Bhushan Gupta , connecting my earpiece to my ear , while buckling my Rolex watch , I descended down from my room which was on the second floor , I put on my black goggles and found my chauffeur Lakhan already waiting for me with my Audi R8 ,

"Good morning Sir , where to ?" He asked while starting the engine, and maintaining his always stern face , he has been assisting me since 10 years . and he knows I don't take shits ,even my all employees.

"Morning Lakhan, take to" Hotel Malibu's Monte " , make it fast , cause I have an urgent meeting there !" I called him , while I myself let immersed my mind on reading the tabloids , they contains news, and news was not a piece of paper but a paper with lots of information ,

I reached out for the business section, cause I hate politics and their diplomatic comments and arguments well in first place I m weak in politics , it only frays me , and second I only check that section , when there was some change in the trading conditions or what does the share market holds otherwise it was a trash , fashion and page - 3 was a complete bullshit for me , so it was also totally ignored by me , I moved to the business section , because not only it gave you the true idea about the competition that ploys between the different business companies of different sectors , but also that who's making black daddy's money , the scales with fluctuating sensex plummets and nifty prices bouncing like a burning ball !!

But one news caught me eyes , and I was engrossed , it was me in the column today with my cover photo , as if I m a star, but who knows what they had written , I gave it a read, while it surprised me a bit ! That why I m even bothering their puking comments about me to read , but somehow , I scanned the bold black ink prints which were typed in italics versed ,

"BILLIONAIRE BUSINESSMAN AND THE MOST ELIGIBLE BACHELOR OF THIS AGE , MR. ADHIRAJ SINGH SHEKHAWAT GRANTED SECRECY OVER HIS SEXUAL HARASSMENT CLAIMS "

The CEO and founder of the Blackpool private limited company , Mr. Adhiraj has been granted secrecy over his chaotic claims of sexually harassing his own calendar model Miss Tanya Srinivas, age 25 who accusingly filed a charge sheet against him , two weeks ago On 26, December , causing a lot of disturbance and exploding in the entire Business world while Mr. Adhiraj Singh had been freckled out of his reputed authority over the trading world ,

On the interview with a local news channel , Miss Srinivas told the daily newspaper, "The Indian Elite ," that Mr. Shekhawat wanted her to be his all time Bedwarmer and his personal sugar baby ,

The model further says Shekhawat asked her to go to his hotel room under the guise of a business meeting, but appeared in a bathrobe and asked if he could give her a massage or if she could watch him shower.

She later reached a 50 lakhs settlement with him -and she told , she further got an offer of 1 million from him for a further non-disclosure deal to stay silent which She declined ,

she turned down repeated sexual advances from Shekhawat, while doing the Annual calendar photoshoot for his company but when he turned hostile and enraged while once attempting a rape with her she broke out and since then , has been one of his most vocal accusers.

After all this statement released by Miss Tanya , she had been getting supports from various women cell and helping hands from women NGOs, while Mr. Adhiraj was arrested and put under the investigating team for questions and physically bullying her employee in an employment case ,but Mr Justice Nagrajan , sitting at the employment appeal tribunal, ruled last month the protection of the billionaire's "honour and reputation" took precedence over the principle of open justice.

The judge said the case involved "allegations of sexual offences" against "a public figure with a well-known family name", must be denied in name of assaulting the case, while on the other side , Mr. Shekhawat is officially engaged with the popular TV Host Miss Mallika Sherpa , his fiance Miss Sherpa , says that she had broken all the knots from Mr. Shekhawat after this news broke all over the town and became a burning sensation about his respected position , while Mr. Shekhawat had been bailed out by his family lawyer while the rumors had been spread that his family is itself maintaining a pregnant silence over this whole scandal issues, the notable thing that should not be ignored is Mr. Adhiraj Singh Shekhawat himself is the Son of very respected and renowned lawyer and later on High Court Judge of Kolkata Mr. Baldev Singh Shekhawat."

I read and re read the news, my mind was clouded I was feeling hot under the collar ! Bullshit ! Completely bullshit , Damnit!! What the fuck has been printing on the sake of pseudo feminism , I and her both had given the mutual consent on whichever happened between us , it was a private thing under the sheets , and she made it public not even public but also like I had been forcing myself on her , the Man at whose feet the many beautiful high standard girls fall, they accolades my presence , demands one night with me , the man whose charm was enough to make a woman drop her panty in front of him, is now being accused as a rapist , exploiter and an abuser , how could these bastard even debilitate my name !! For god sake !

I will kill those , who are dragging my family in all this bullshit , I hadn't even went to my father , because I had been timid and a coward , even if this was not my entire fault , and I would swear this media person, whoever is behind them, they are just a patch of time, I would make them shut their printing houses ! I pledge ,

Infuriated with my burning balls, I dialed the number of my favorite private investigator , 'Jhatka' , the name means 'Shock' by the way his name was Tribhuvan Surve , but the private person better known him by his name 'Jhatka' , the most shrewd stoolie and pilferer,

The line got connected , and Jhatka's hoarse voice boomed in my ear,

"Hey ! Boss , how are you , you had become more popular by the time , with your burning love story with that hot floozy , well ! I kind of got the alarm that you would be going to call me any time soon!" With that he let out his sneaky laugh , which made my blood boil.

"Shut the fuck , Jhatka ! You know me better , after all I play dirty only when my opponents are some lurchers, and this random girl, just because of this random girl , I had drowned my reputation, my prestige and even I had almost lost my family , That bitch !" I was unable to revive through the retaliation going in my mind, but I m bounded , I can't go with the flow , I need to calm down myself.

"Boss ! I think this model is just a small trap but the mastermind is someone, hiding behind the curtains , because as far as I had deduced the information about this model Tanya , she is still new to this industry, and is a struggler , and a struggling person can't take a risk of vexing against someone powerful , and if I mean powerful , then it is the CEO of one of the leading IT firm of India , not some pedestrian , definitely someone is behind her !" Jhatka says and his words clicked my mind, he can't be wrong , infact in the past , all of his doubts against my secretive enemies were always true , like in case of Patil Refinery , and the Vincent merchandise , and the list is endless , he is right !

"You're one of those genius sleuths Jhatka! Who beat's one's brain out, you are such a life saver , she is really a struggler , and desperately needed money , when she was hired by our creative team, first of all I pitied on her woes , but then she seduced me , saying she was lacking the physical comfort and she herself asked if I could give her that , and when I saw no harm , I told her ,' Who am I ! to decline her offer ' and that one night mistake became a suicidal rope around my neck !" I mourned over my reason , I was feeling pathetic and unchaste , it was very hard for a human like me who doesn't know how to show his feelings, and had no one to whom he can share his grief , I was taught to be a real strong man , since childhood ! But I was never taught how should I react when vulnerability engulfs me .

"Boss , and you gave your enemy your life's remote control , that's what they wanted to destroy your career , to destroy you ! They knew your weakness about opposite sex attraction , boss! But what is the order for me ?" He asked me about my purpose of calling him out of sudden ,

"I want you to investigate about this daily news paper the Indian elite and send your gang to their printing house to immediately shut off their business , let them see who I am !" With this I hang up ,

Now , let the world see who is this real Mr. ASS , Lakhan gave my car a jerk and my car came to a halt , I lowered down the window panel of my car, I was there in front of the grandeur hotel of Bangalore , I could see the crowd of media houses with lots of reporters , camera men standing there with podcasting team, news anchors , I put on my sunglasses and let Lakhan opened the door , my five bouncers were already standing in front of my car to receive me , I nodded at them , and started marching towards my venue , they got my sight and started coming towards me , there was lots of rush and hassling going on, they spilled like the pack of sardines , with clicks of flashes and lights and buzzing sounds my head started hammering over ,

My bouncers were well known of this situation they grew protective of me , surrounding me inside their circle , guided me through the pathway , while one of the reporter, threw a nasty comment on me ,

"Sir, we had listen that you were having the problem of STD , and haven't been active on hormones, therefore you forcefully tried to molest Miss Tanya !" I clenched my fist , How dare he called me a dysfunctional man , I felt like an eunuch ,

"Some says you are impotent , that's why your first wife left you ! But this seems a myth !" Another arrow of insult pierced my heart and I was lost for a moment , how did they came to know about my first marriage , and I was impotent ! From where did they brought such silly questions .

"Why did you paid Miss Tanya a huge amount of 1million ,in order to shut her mouth ! ?" I was shocked , I never ever paid such big amount to her, that bitch is really getting on my nerves.

"They say you are a supplier of women , you are a pimp , this is your undercover business , " my mind blew off over such accusation, where the hell is Srijita ?? My eyes were searching for her, but I never found her, was she stabbing my back because press conference was her smart ass idea, she thought it would be best for me to clear the clouds of suspecting minds, and it was only best with media , but I was against this bullshit idea, but she made me believes in her crappy plan , look ! What I got into?

If she would not be coming today, I would be giving her a taste of her own poison ,

"Sir, is it true you are the illegal son of Mr. Baldev Singh, as you two share a cold shoulder against each other, we heard that your mother was a prostitute !" And that was enough of my tolerance , level I can bear any kind of accusation , but when someone talk about my family and especially about my mother , I can't handle my temper and the man is executed.

Boom!!!!!!

I landed a punch on his mouth, and his teeth were broken while a lot of blood poured from his mouth , the camera was broken , i had dug out a grave for my death, because of my bad temper, i hit the reporter, and it worsen the whole situation, I was a sacrifice for devil's feast . busted!!

Srijita Sanyal!!!!!! Where the hell are you ??