Ruthless Mafia Innocent Love

“What the hell did I tell you? I want that scoundrel dead! If you fail to accomplish this, you shall face dire consequences!” Priyank screamed, his anger boiling over. Without waiting for a reply, he abruptly ended the call.

With an impassive expression, Priyank greeted his mother, “Good morning, Mom.”

“Good morning, son,” his mother mirrored his demeanour, responding in a calm tone.

Taking his seat, Priyank observed as the maid served the food, accidentally brushing him.

“How dare she touch me without permission?” his mind screamed, filled with outrage.

He was not like those frivolous billionaires who indulged in promiscuity. His disdain for women extended to physical contact.

Swiftly, he grabbed a knife and slashed the maid’s arm, bellowing, “How dare you lay a hand on me! Leave this place before I sever your arm from your body!”

His mother, taken aback, asked, “Why do you behave this way, Priyank?”

Priyank turned to her, devoid of emotion, and replied, “Mom, I despise it when any woman touches me.”

The maid ran away, crying and with blood spilling from her arm.

His mother pleaded, “You can’t just do this. In the future, I want you to marry and lead a normal life.”

Priyank retorted, “I am only 25 years old, Mother. I will choose my own path in life. I won’t abandon the woman I choose, but I haven’t found anyone yet, and I doubt I ever will.” With that, Priyank left the scene.

“I hope that one day he will find his soulmate. It pains me to see my child like this! God, please grant him someone special. I fear that the girl he falls in love with will endure great suffering because when Priyank becomes attached to something, he becomes possessive. Only God knows how he will react when he finds someone to love,” his mother pondered, her heart filled with concern.

Priyank settled into his car, instructing the driver to take him to his office.

The driver obediently replied, “Yes, master,” and began the journey.

A smirk played upon Priyank’s lips as he observed the fear in his driver’s eyes, relishing the power he held over everyone.

The car came to a halt, and Priyank entered his office. All eyes were averted, for he despised direct eye contact.

His office was devoid of female staff, as he vehemently opposed their presence. Such was his decree. He entered his private cabin and immersed himself in work, knowing that this day would be arduous.

After a hectic schedule, Priyank returned home, changed into comfortable clothes, and sat at the dining table. He said, “Mom, sorry for the morning.”

“It’s okay, son. Well, I am going to a party,” his mom replied, knowing she didn’t want to anger him by saying anything that might brush past his temper.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“Okay, mom. Have fun,” Priyank responded, his tone softening.

When his mother and the servants left, he went to his office attached to his bedroom and started working. He loved working hard; it was his passion.

He never felt passion for anything except his work. He worked hard to live, largely.

While working in his office, Priyank noticed a dog entering his bedroom and wondered how it managed to enter the property. It is heavily guarded.

His attention shifted when he saw a young girl also entering his office . Despite his initial anger, Priyank’s breath caught in his throat when he laid eyes on her face.

The girl appeared to be around 18 or 19 years old and possessed a striking beauty. With her cute face, fair complexion, and red eyes, she wore shorts and a top that accentuated her milky legs. In an inexplicable moment, Priyank felt an overwhelming need to protect her, as if she were his own, his angel.

Confused by his possessive feelings towards a woman, Priyank questioned himself, acknowledging that this was a new experience for him.

As Priya entered the room, she noticed a man sitting on a chair, causing her to feel uneasy. She felt his intense, predatory gaze upon her.

Reacting to the girl’s presence, Priyank exclaimed, “What audacity! How dare you enter my house!”

“Sorry Sir, my dog came here,” Priya became frightened and explained, her voice quivering.

Priyank’s thoughts wandered to how the girl’s voice would sound beneath him, but he quickly reprimanded himself, urging self-control.

Priyank’s jealousy flared at the thought of the dog touching her.

“What a sorry girl, how dare you enter my house,” he screamed, his anger escalating.

“Don’t make excuses, bitch. I know you came here for me. You are a gold digger who came here to seduce me, right?,” Priyank accused, his voice filled with contempt.

“What are you saying? What is the meaning of bitch and gold digger, sir?” Priya replied, her confusion evident.

Priyank was dumbfounded by her reply. How could she not know the meaning of those words?

“No… No, she is pretending,” he thought, his mind racing to find an explanation.

Priya gathered all her courage and said, “Okay, sir. I am going. Thanks.”

“Stop,” Priyank commanded, his voice firm.

Priya stopped in her tracks and looked back. “Yes, sir?” she said, her voice filled with trepidation.

“Do you know me?” Priyank asked, his curiosity piqued.

“No, sir,” Priya replied, blinking her innocent eyes.

Priyank was shocked that this girl did not know him, the youngest billionaire in the country, when girls fell for him everywhere.

“You are lying,” he accused, his suspicion growing.

“Mother Mary told me never to lie. Why would I lie to you?” Priya responded, her voice trembling.

“This girl is a bit crazy,” Priyank thought, his confusion deepening.

He stood up and walked toward Priya, who cowered in fear and tried to back away. But he grabbed her waist, and she held her so-called pet, trying to remove his hands from her.

“Don’t struggle, angel,” Priyank whispered, his voice filled with possessiveness.

“I am not an angel, sir. Mother said angels are those who die and then become angels, but I am a living person, sir,” Priya said, her voice filled with innocence.

“Do you have any mental problems, Angel?” Priyank asked, his concern mingling with his possessiveness.

He didn’t even know why he was giving her a nickname, but it slipped out involuntarily.

“I told you I am not an angel. I have a name, and it’s Priya. I have no mental problems, and yeah, you can’t call me an angel. You are mental,” Priya retorted, her voice laced with defiance.

Priyank squeezed her belly above her top, causing Priya to gasp in pain, tears flowing from her eyes.

“Her tears are also mine. What is happening to you?” Priyank wondered, his emotions in turmoil.

“So tell me, why did you come here, angel? And why are you out on this night? And why the hell are you wearing short clothes?” Priyank questioned, his voice filled with anger and confusion.

Priya was now crying and didn’t reply to him, her fear overwhelming her.

Her dog suddenly bit Priyank’s hand, causing him to curse out loudly in pain. Without a second thought, he let Priya go and pulled out his gun and shot the dog directly in the head.

Priya started shaking with fear, her clothes soaked in the blood of her lovable dog. She was gasping, holding her lifeless pet in her hands.

“Oh! Don’t cry, Angel. I will not kill you, unless you do something that causes me to do so,” Priyank said.

“Take this dog away and burn his body. I will talk to you later about why you didn’t think that you would not get punished,” Priyank pulled his phone out and called the guard and said, his voice commanding.

The guard came within a few seconds and started shivering. He knew how his master was, but he took the dog away as instructed.

Priya went pale seeing how the guard was carrying her little lucky , all dead.

She fainted with shock.

Before her body could touch the ground, Priyank noticed and caught her and carried her to his room, making her lie on the bed, her clothes soaked in blood.

“What are you doing with me? I never let anyone into my room. I never touched any women, but look what you made me do,” Priyank thought to himself, his mind filled with conflicting emotions.

Then he looked at his own clothes, stained with blood, and realised he needed to take a bath.

“Her clothes and body need to be cleaned as well.”