The next day I woke up at my usual time and did not normal stuff.
Today, I had to meet Mr. Sharma, TO TALK.
We're going to his house for the meeting today. I wore my normal black and white formals. In which I looked very handsome.
"I am full of myself, I know!"
I stepped downstairs my large mansion like a king. Cause obviously I am.
As I got down, I was greeted by all my members which was once again obvious.
"Are you sure you wanna go?" I heard Ansh saying this, so I turned back.
"What?"
"You wanna go there for sure? Mr Sharma?"
"Obviously"
"But, he might still have connections with the Russians."
"Doesn't matter."
"Bu-"
"Are you getting scared of him?"
"No." He said and I nodded slightly before making my way towards my royal dinning table.
Mr. Sharma had connections with the Russians means, he was in there Mafia before coming back here. Obviously he was one of our enemies. But he all of the sudden left the mafia, for his love.
Really? I don't have a bit trust on love. Cause I never felt it for someone. Nor did anyone else did, other than greed.
Making my thoughts clear I sat on my dinning table's head chair. The rest of the members were already seated on this long dinning table. They all stood up seeing me coming in order to respect me.
Great.
After I sat on the head's chair the cook begun serving. While we were having our breakfast, we talked about certain missions.
I asked a few of my men along with Ansh to come with me to Mr. Sharma. Being the Mafia leader I have to make sure I have security along with me. It's not that I am scared or not good enough to fight. It's just to keep my promise I gave to my mom.
"Pr-omise me, y-ou w-ill b-e responsi-ble and take care of yourself after being th-e lea-der." My mom said lying on the ICU'S bed.
"Mo-m please don't l-leave me-e" a young Abir said while sobbing
"Yo-u ha-ve to li-ve long. Pro-mis-e me child."
"Yes mom" I said and she closed her eyes forever.
I snapped out of my thoughts and finished my food not uttering a word more. I just can't get over all the memories of my mom. It may sound weird that a ruthless Mafia king is upset. I was a child when all this happened. I have seen my mom dead, my dad dead. What else you expect a fifteen-year-old to react like? These incidents made me mature. My innocence was taken away the day I saw my parents dead.
I was once again floating in my thoughts, until Ansh patted my back. I gave him a nodding look. Mentioning it again, he is the only person I have since my childhood.
"Let's go?" He asked.
Yes, Mr. Sharma!
"Yeah" I said and we both headed towards my car with our other men following us from behind.
To be continued....
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