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a fanfic about indian movie start with 1 ala vaikunthapurram. suggest some work in info page i dont own anything of this fan-fic . only oc

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plan in motion

Raj's phone buzzed, and he answered it swiftly. The voice on the other end was tense and hurried.

Supervisor: "Raj, it's urgent. Devraj has returned, and he's brought two girls with him."

Raj's intrigue was immediately piqued. "Padmashri, I need you to gather information about those girls. Now."

Padmashri: "Raj, it's risky. If Devraj finds out—"

Raj cut him off, his tone icy and commanding. "Padmashri, you know what I have on you. If you don't get me that information, I'll make sure Devraj knows everything. Understand?"

There was a pause on the other end of the line, then a entustic voice. "Yes, sir. Of course, sir. I'll get the information."

Raj ended the call, his mind already working on the next steps. He had to keep pressure on both Devraj and Vishwank Roy. Both men were threats to his family, and he couldn't afford to let either of them slip through his fingers.

Raj sat down with the blueprints of Vishwank Roy's building obtain through alina, meticulously marking key points. He noted the locations of security personnel, their routines, and the placement of surveillance cameras. Every detail mattered.

Raj (to himself): "Devraj and Vishwank Roy… two sides of the same coin. Both need to be taken down."

He jotted down notes, formulating a plan that would allow him to strike at both men simultaneously. The task was daunting, but Raj was no stranger to impossible odds.

Raj's phone buzzed again, this time with a message from Padmashri.

Message from Padmashri: "Got some initial info. The girls are staying on the 85th floor. One seems to be linked to sahoo. Will send more details soon."

Raj's suspicions deepened. The road to take Devraj and Vishwank Roy was becoming clearer. He needed to act swiftly but with precision.

Raj moved stealthily through Vishwank Roy's building, blending in with the cleaning staff. As he worked, he counted the number of guards, noted their weapons, and observed their behavior. He used his phone to take discreet pictures and sent them to his secure server.

He spent hours meticulously mapping out the building, ensuring he knew every possible entry and exit point. He needed to be prepared for any situation.

As Raj continued his reconnaissance, his resolve hardened. Both Devraj and Vishwank Roy were men who thrived on power and fear. They had caused untold suffering to countless people, including his own family. Raj's anger was a smoldering fire, fueling his determination to see them brought down.

Raj (to himself): "I'll make sure they regret ever crossing me. They'll learn what it means to face someone with nothing left to lose."

With the information from Padmashri and his own careful observations, Raj felt more prepared than ever. The pieces of his plan were falling into place. Soon, it would be time to act.

Back at the hotel, Omisha was waiting for Raj, concern etched on her face.

Omisha: "Raj, are you sure about this? These men are dangerous."

Raj: "I know the risks, Omisha. But they've gone too far. I can't let them get away with this."

Omisha: "Just… be careful. I don't want to lose you too."

Raj nodded, appreciating her concern. "I'll be careful. But I need you to be ready too. When the time comes, we need to move fast."

Omisha agreed, and together, they began finalizing the details of their plan. The stakes were higher than ever, but Raj was determined to see justice done. For his family, for his people, and for everyone who had suffered under the tyranny of Devraj and Vishwank Roy.

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 Raj is sitting in a dimly lit hotel room, his phone in hand. He takes a deep breath and dials Devraj's number. On the other end, Devraj is in his opulent office, surrounded by luxury and power. He answers the call with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance.

Devraj: "Who are you? Where did you get this number?"

Raj smirks, leaning back in his chair, his voice calm and measured.

Raj: "Devraj, I have a offer that will interest you. i heard Vishwank Roy is getting in your way to the seat of the Roy Group."

Devraj's interest is piqued, but he masks it with a tone of suspicion.

Devraj: "Go on. I'm listening."

Raj's voice takes on a colder edge, his eyes narrowing as he speaks.

Raj: "I can kill him and get you the black box."

Devraj's eyes widen slightly, but he quickly composes himself. He leans forward, his voice dropping to a menacing growl.

Devraj: "Who the fuck are you? and where did you hear about black box And why should I trust you with such an important task?"

Raj's smirk deepens, his confidence unwavering.

Raj: "I'm the person who single-handedly destroyed the empire and had taken life of your best champion, Armaan Malik."

Devraj's shock is palpable. He stands up abruptly, knocking over a glass on his desk. His mind races, processing the information.

Devraj: "Armaan Malik? Killed by an unknown person? Impossible. He was undefeated in 110 underground fights to the death."

Devraj inner thought" i had thought he had died on that plane crash"

Raj's voice remains steady, each word dripping with conviction.

Raj: "He was strong, but not invincible. I made sure of that."

Devraj takes a deep breath, his mind now focused. He knows the value of this offer but remains cautious.

Devraj: "Alright, but what's in it for you? Why should I agree to this?"

Raj's voice softens slightly, but his determination is clear.

Raj: "One billion dollars. The moment I hand you both Vishwank and the black box, you will give them to me."

Devraj's eyes narrow, calculating the risk and reward. After a moment, he nods, even though Raj can't see it.

Devraj: "Agreed. But if you betray me, you'll wish you never made this call."

Raj's smirk returns, his confidence unshaken.

Raj: "Don't worry, Devraj. You'll get what you want. Just be ready with the money."

Devraj ends the call, his mind already strategizing. He knows he's just made a deal with a formidable opponent, but the potential rewards are too great to ignore. he or sahoo who ever fulfill their part the winner will be him .

Raj hangs up, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He knows the game is on, and he's ready for whatever comes next.

The scene fades out with Raj standing up, looking out of the hotel room window, his eyes filled with determination and a hint of triumph.

Raj dont know sahoo plot

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