ArShi FF : The Mafia Princess ✔️

The Challenge

The room was really big compared to the size of the house. It was fully stocked with books, mostly all legal ones. The dark wood covered 70% of the room creating a brooding atmosphere. A huge mahogany desk dominated the room. Pile of papers stacked on it. But the most attractive thing in the room was the owner of the heavy voice, Mr. Arnav Singh Riazada. I have heard his names many times in the house because he was the caporegime of America. After his father's death he took over his work.

Looking at him flesh and blood did something to me, which I am not really aware off. He is very handsome despite of his cold expression and emotionless eye. The way he was looking at me told me that he hated me at sight. I don't blame him. My father killed his father, so he is bound to hate my family and me.

And my brother abducting his girl was final nail. So, none other than ASR has kidnapped me. My hope of escaping died its natural death. I know it was next to impossible to escape from his den. But he might be THE ASR, but he doesn't know that I am KKG and I promise to give him equal fight.

"Welcome Miss Gupta", her got up from the chair and walked towards me. The way he moved it was like a predator who was about to hunt his pray. His movements were slow and definite. Without my heels I reached below his shoulder, which makes me almost more than a foot shorter than him. He towered over me like a beast. Now that he is in front of me I can gauge his actual size. The desk actually gave a wrong outlook of him.

He is huge, much more then I thought him to be. The suit fitted him perfectly and he oozed sophistication. Because I know about his background but an unknown person would have thought he is an honorable man that is what his demure reflects. But I know the beast behind that sophistication. He killed his first human when he was just 11. For some reason I really wanted to know how.

"Hope you had a good sleep", he mocked me eyeing me up and down. His eyes didn't give away much except a very blunt expression. I am aware of this kind of expression because that's exactly what my brother master at. Its an art not to give away anything or any hint to the person you are conversing with. Manipulating bustards they are.

"Well, you didn't give me a choice, did you?", I reverted back with my sassy remark.

"The doll has a sass? Interesting".

I smirked looking at him. This doll has many other things Mr. Cupo. Just open my hands and see.

"What have you thought? I will be scared a rabbit like other outfit women?", I glared at him refusing to look down and challenging him. I know challenges infuriate men like him.

He then came near me and I had to almost tilt my head to look up to him. If he thought his towering height would intimidate me, he was wrong. I met up to his challenge equally by not once blinking. I kept on staring at his gray obs even thought it was making me shiver down the spine.

"So, you are not scared of me? Are you?", he was almost nose to nose.

"No I am not, because I know what kind of bustard outfit. Trying to intimidate a woman proves it. You all think woman are weaker sex? And they can be man handled? I refuse to be subdued. I never was and I never will be", I know he could make out that I was gritting my teeth.

"My assumption about you was correct then", his breathe touching my entire face making me aware of his masculine charm. The expensive perfume he wore filled my nostrils making me want to smell him more. I immediately regretted my lustful thinking over this man. I scolded my teeny hormones for surfacing at the wrong time.

But it isn't her problem. Any girl would be bound to get attracted towards his man. Standing this close I could see faint blue shade against his arrogant jawline. I have never seen a man his perfect. He looks like as if he is been carved into perfection. So my teeny hormones are bound to come out from their coma stage.