Incest 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐥

**Scene: A luxurious, dimly lit bedroom. Silence hangs heavy in the air.**

Andhera... Gehra, anant andhera .

Veer ki aankhein achanak khul gayi. Ek tez saans uske gale se nikli, jaise koi paani ke andar se sadiyon baad bahar aya ho. Uska sharir pasine se lathpath tha, aur dil ki dhadkan kisi jung ke maidan me bajne wale dhol ki tarah tez thi.

"Yeh... yeh kaunsi jagah hai?" Veer ne karahate hue kaha. Uski awaaz me wo purani thakawat thi jo hazaron saalon ki ladaai ke baad aati hai.

Lekin jab usne apni awaaz suni, toh wo chaunk gaya. Yeh awaaz... yeh uski bhari, garajdaar 'Asura General' wali awaaz nahi thi. Yeh awaaz to kisi kamzor, naram ladke ki thi.

Usne apne haath utha kar dekhe. Gore, mulaayam haath , jin par talwar chalane ka ek bhi nishaan nahi tha. Na koi zakhm, na koi cultivation ki aura. Sirf ek ring thi, jo kisi mehange brand ki lag rahi thi.

"Mera sharir... meri cultivation base... sab gayab?" Uske dimaag me ek toofan sa uth khada hua.

Abhi wo khud ko sambhal hi raha tha ki achanak uske sar me ek tez dard utha. Aisa laga jaise kisi ne garam lohe ki salakh uske dimaag me ghusa di ho.

"Ahhh!" Veer ne apna sar pakad liya aur bed par gir gaya.

Yaadein.... Kisi aur ki yaadein uske dimaag me zabardasti ghus rahi thi. Ek ke baad ek tasveerein flash hone lagi.

*Ek ladka... ameeri me bigda hua... sharaab, ladkiyan, late night parties...*
*College me dadagiri...*
*Apni maa se be-rukhi se baat karna...*
*Priya... jo chupke se use dekhti thi...*
*Ek car accident... speed... crash... aur phir andhera.*

Dard dheere-dheere kam hua, aur Veer lambi saansein lene laga. Usne apni aankhein band ki aur un nayi yaadon ko analyze kiya.

"To main mar gaya tha..." Veer ne dheemi awaaz me khud se kaha, ek thandi muskurahat uske honthon par aa gayi. "Immortal Realm ka sabse khatarnaak cultivator, 'Blood Asura', apne dushmano ke jaal me phans kar maara gaya. Lekin kismat dekho... main khatam nahi hua. Main wapas aa gaya."

Usne kamre ki taraf dekha. Yeh koi gufa ya mahal nahi tha, balki ek modern, highly expensive bedroom tha. Walls par abstract art, ceiling par jhilmilata chandelier, aur samne ek bada sa mirror.

Veer ladkhadate hue mirror ke paas gaya.

Refelction me jo chehra dikha, wo behad handsome tha. Teekhi naak , gehri kaali aankhein, aur ek aisa face cut jo kisi model ko bhi sharma de. Lekin us chehre par jo expression tha, wo ab us purane 'Veer' ka nahi tha. Aankhon me ek aisi gehraayi aur thandak thi jo kisi shikaari janwar ki hoti hai.

"Is sharir ka naam bhi Veer hai..." Usne sheeshe me apni nayi identity ko ghoora. "Ek Rich Second Generation Playboy. Paisa bahut hai, power hai, lekin sharir andar se khokhla hai. Cultivation ke naam par zero."

Usne apni mutthi bheeni . Taaqat mehsoos nahi ho rahi thi.

"Kamzor," usne nafrat se kaha. "Bahut kamzor. Agar is waqt mera koi purana dushman yaha aa jaye, toh wo mujhe ek ungli se masal dega."

Tabhi darwaze par ek halki dastak (knock) hui.

"Veer? Beta, tum uth gaye?"

Ek naram, chinta se bhari awaaz bahar se aayi.

Veer ki nayi yaadon ne turant pehchaan liya. Yeh awaaz 'Sunita' ki thi. Is sharir ki maa. Wo aurat jo is bigde hue bete se apni jaan se zyada pyaar karti thi, bawajood iske ki purane Veer ne use hamesha dukh diya tha.

Veer ne ek gehri saans li. Cultivation world ke rules alag the, waha rishte kamzori hote the. Lekin is duniya me... is duniya me survival ke liye use is nayi pehchaan ko apnana hoga.

"Main theek hoon..." Veer ne jawab diya, koshish karke apni awaaz ko normal rakha.

Darwaza dheere se khula. Ek behad khoobsurat, middle-aged mahila andar aayi. Chehre par abhi bhi jawan ladkiyon jaisa nikhaar tha, lekin aankhon me thakawat aur chinta saaf dikh rahi thi. Usne ek saadi si saree pehni thi, jo uski elegance ko aur badha rahi thi.

Wo tezi se Veer ke paas aayi aur uska maatha chhua. Uski hatheli thandi aur naram thi.

"Tumhe hosh aa gaya... Bhagwan ka shukr hai," Sunita ki aankhein nam ho gayi. "Tum do din se behosh the, Veer. Doctor ne kaha tha accident minor tha, par tum uth hi nahi rahe the."

Veer ne uski aankhon me dekha. Waha sacha pyaar tha, aisa pyaar jo usne pichli zindagi me shayad hi kabhi dekha ho. Asura banne ke safar me usne sab kuch kho diya tha, lekin yaha... yaha use bana-banaya parivaar mil raha tha.

"Chinta mat karo, Maa," Veer ne pehli baar us shabd ka istemal kiya. Ajeeb laga, par bura nahi. "Main ab bilkul theek hoon. Bas thoda... thoda ajeeb lag raha hai."

Sunita ne use hairani se dekha. Purana Veer kabhi itne pyaar se baat nahi karta tha. Hamesha chid-chida rehta tha.

"Tum... tumne mujhe 'Maa' kaha?" uski awaaz thodi kaanp gayi.

Veer ne mehsoos kiya ki use acting karni hogi, lekin saath hi, wo apni asliyat chupa nahi sakta tha. Wo badal chuka hai.

"Haan," Veer ne uski aankhon me dekhte hue kaha, ek magnetic tone ke saath. "Accident ke baad... shayad dimaag thoda hil gaya hai. Ya shayad... mujhe samajh aa gaya hai ki kya zaroori hai."

Sunita ne use gale laga liya. Veer ka sharir ek pal ke liye stiff ho gaya, phir dheere se usne bhi apne haath uthaaye aur use halka sa thap-thapaya. Uski naak me Sunita ke baalon ki halki khushbu aayi.

Tabhi, darwaze par ek aur parchhayi dikhi.

Ek ladki khadi thi. College going age. Bholi si surat, aankhon me chashma, aur haath me kuch books. Yeh Priya thi. Veer ki cousin.

Wo darwaze par hi ruk gayi, Veer ko hosh me dekh kar uske chehre par ek raahat ki muskaan aayi, par wo andar aane se hichkicha rahi thi. Kyunki purana Veer use hamesha ignore karta tha ya mazak udata tha.

Veer ki nigaah Priya par padi. Uski cultivation world ki tej nazron ne turant notice kiya—ladki ke dil ki dhadkan tez thi aur wo baar-baar Veer ko chhup-chhup kar dekh rahi thi.

*So, this is the one who loves me silently,* Veer ne socha.

Khel ab shuru hua tha.

***

Sunita ne apni nazrein darwaze ki taraf ghumaayi jahan Priya khadi thi. Uske chehre par abhi bhi darr aur fikar saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Wo darwaze ki chaukhat par aise khadi thi jaise andar kadam rakhte hi koi dhamaka ho jayega.

Veer ne apni peeth seedhi ki aur bed ke headboard se tek laga li. Uski gehri kaali aankhein Priya par tiki hui thi. Purana Veer shayaad use dekh kar mooh pher leta ya koi ganda mazaak karta, lekin ye naya Veer alag tha. Uski nazar me ek aisi teekhi jaanch thi jo Priya ke dil ke aar-paar ho rahi thi.

Sunita ne naram awaaz me kaha, "Priya beta, wahin kyu khadi ho? Andar aao. Dekho, Veer hosh me aa gaya hai."

Priya ne ek baar Sunita ko dekha aur phir darrte hue Veer ki taraf. Usne dheere se ek kadam andar badhaya. Uske haathon me pakdi hui kitabein usne apni chhati se laga rakhi thi, jaise wo koi dhaal ho jo use Veer ke gusse se bacha sake.

Veer ne notice kiya ki Priya behad simple thi. Chashma pehne hue, bina makeup ke, baalon ko seedha baandhe hue. Lekin uski sadgi ke peeche ek chupi hui khubsurati thi jise sirf ek parakhi nazar hi dekh sakti thi. Uski skin saaf aur chamakdar thi, aur wo loose kapdo me bhi apna figure chupa nahi pa rahi thi. Uski saansein tez chal rahi thi, jis wajah se uska seena halka-halka upar neeche ho raha tha.

"Bhaiya..." Priya ki awaaz mushkil se gale se nikli. "Aap... aap theek hain?"

Veer ke kaano me 'Bhaiya' shabd gunja. Uske chehre par koi bhaav nahi aaya, lekin man hi man wo muskura utha. Cultivation world me rishte sirf naam ke hote the, aur yaha jazbaat the. Aur ye ladki, jo usse darr rahi thi, uski aankhon me chupa pyaar Veer se chupa nahi tha.

Veer ne apni gardan halki si jhukaayi aur seedha uski aankhon me dekha. "Main theek hoon, Priya. Tum wahan darwaze par aise khadi ho jaise main koi bhoot hoon."

Priya hairan reh gayi. Veer ki awaaz me wo purani kadwahat nahi thi. Ye awaaz shaant thi, bhari thi, aur isme ek ajeeb sa thahrao tha. Wo hadbada gayi.

"Nahi... wo bas... Doctor ne kaha tha aapko aaram ki zarurat hai isliye..." wo haklane lagi.

Sunita khushi se muskura uthi. Usne Veer ka haath apne haath me liya aur pyaar se sahlane lagi. "Dekha Priya? Maine kaha tha na bhagwan sab theek kar denge. Mera beta wapas aa gaya hai."

Veer ne apna haath Sunita ki pakad se nahi churaya. Use ye garmahat ajeeb lag rahi thi, par buri nahi. Uska dimaag abhi bhi tezi se chal raha tha. Use jald se jald is duniya ke baare me sab kuch samajhna tha. Apni taqat wapas paani thi. Is kamzor sharir ko badalna tha.

"Maa," Veer ne Sunita ki taraf dekha, "Mujhe thodi der akele rehna hai. Kuch sochna hai. Aur... mujhe bhook lagi hai."

Sunita ka chehra khil utha. "Haan, haan bilkul. Tumne do din se kuch nahi khaya. Main abhi tumhare liye soup aur juice lati hoon. Priya, chalo beta, Veer ko aaram karne do."

Priya ne ek aakhiri nazar Veer par daali. Uski aankhon me abhi bhi vishwas nahi ho raha tha ki Veer ne usse itne acche se baat ki. Wo Sunita ke peeche-peeche kamre se bahar nikal gayi.

Darwaza band hote hi kamre me phir se sannata cha gaya.

Veer ne ek lambi saans chhodi aur apni aankhein band kar li. Usne apna dhyan apne sharir ke andar lagaya. Cultivation world me ise Inner Sight kehte the.

Andhera. Pura sharir andar se khokhla tha.

"Meridians block hain," Veer ne khud se baat ki. "Haddiyan kamzor hain. Muscles me koi taqat nahi hai. Sirf dikhne me accha hai ye sharir, andar se kachra hai."

Wo bed se utha aur seedha bathroom ki taraf gaya.

Bathroom kisi 5-star hotel ke suite se kam nahi tha. Italian marble, bada sa jacuzzi, aur har tarah ki luxury suvidhayein. Veer ne washbasin ka nal khola aur thanda paani apne chehre par maara.

Paani ki boondein uske chehre se tapak kar uski chhati par girne lagi. Usne mirror me apne naye sharir ko gaur se dekha.

"Veer Singhania," usne apna naya naam dohraya. "Ek ameer baap ki bigdi hui aulad. College ka king, lekin asliyat me ek loser."

Usne apni T-shirt utaar kar phek di. Mirror me uska chest dikha. Thoda athletic tha par softness zyada thi. Koi scars nahi, koi muscles ki definition nahi jaisi ek warrior ki hoti hai.

"Mujhe shuruwat zero se karni hogi," Veer ki aankhon me ek laal rang ki chamak aayi jo ek second me gayab ho gayi. "Is duniya me cultivation ki energy bahut kam hai. Lekin yaha paisa aur power hi asli cultivation hai. Aur auratein..."

Uske dimaag me Priya ka chehra aaya, phir uski nayi maa Sunita ka pyaar, aur phir wo yaadein jo is sharir ki thi—Divya, Riya, aur baaki sab.

"Yaha ki cultivation ka tarika alag hoga," Veer ne ek towel uthaya aur apna chehra poncha. "Dheere-dheere... main sab kuch wapas paunga. Aur jo mera hai, wo sirf mera rahega."

Tabhi uski nazar bathroom ke shelf par rakhi ek bottle par padi. 'Aphrodisiac Pill'.

Veer ne use uthaya aur us par likha naam padha. Ye purane Veer ka saman tha. Wo hansa, ek khokhi hansi.

"Kamzor mard hi in cheezon ka sahara lete hain," usne bottle ko dustbin me phek diya. "Asura ko apni taqat badhane ke liye dawaiyon ki zarurat nahi hoti. Mera sharir hi meri sabse badi taqat banega."

Ab waqt tha is naye parivaar aur is nayi duniya ke niyam samajhne ka.

Veer bathroom se bahar nikla, uska sharir ab taaza aur saaf tha, lekin dimaag me hazaron saalon ki yojanaein chal rahi thi. Usne apne walk-in closet ka darwaza khola. Andar kisi showroom se kam kapde nahi the. Mehange suits, branded shirts, aur import kiye hue joote.

Purane Veer ka taste thoda bhadkau tha, chamkile rang aur show-off wala style. Lekin Asura General ko andhera pasand tha. Veer ne ek plain black silk shirt aur dark grey trouser chuni. Shirt pehente waqt usne upar ke do button khule rakhe, jisse uska chest halka sa dikh raha tha. Sleeves ko fold karke kohniyon tak chada liya.

Mirror me khud ko dekh kar wo santusht tha. Kaala rang uski nayi aura ke saath match kar raha tha. Ab wo sirf ek bigda hua ladka nahi, balki ek sota hua sher lag raha tha.

Kamre se bahar nikalte hi corridor me khade do naukar ghabra kar peeche hat gaye. Unke haath kaanp rahe the. Veer ne unki taraf dekha bhi nahi aur seedha seedhiyon ki taraf badh gaya.

Singhania Mansion behad vishal tha. Unchi chhat, bade chandeliers, aur har taraf ameeri ki chamak. Lekin is ghar ki hawa me ek ajeeb sa tanaav tha. Jaise har koi kisi tufaan ka intezaar kar raha ho.

Niche dining hall me pure parivaar ka jamawada tha.

Table ke head par, ek buzurg aadmi baithe the. Safed baal, chehre par gambhirta, aur aankhon me ek aisi sakhti jo kisi ko bhi dara de. Ye the Yashvardhan Singhania. Veer ke dada aur Singhania Empire ke malik. Unke haath me ek newspaper tha, lekin unka dhyan seedhiyon se utarte hue Veer par tha.

Unke bagal me Dadi baithi thi, jinka chehra chinta se bhara tha. Doosri taraf Veer ke Uncle, Rajesh, aur unki wife, Kavita baithe the. Priya bhi wahi kone me baithi thi, sir jhukaye hue, apne khaane ke saath khel rahi thi.

Jaise hi Veer hall me dakhil hua, sannata cha gaya.

Sirf chammach aur plate ke takrane ki awaaz band ho gayi. Sabki nazrein Veer par thi. Purana Veer aksar late uthta tha, nashe me hota tha, ya seedha bahar nikal jata tha bina kisi se baat kiye.

Lekin aaj... aaj Veer ki chaal me ek alag hi thahrao tha. Wo ladkhada nahi raha tha. Uske kadam sadhe hue aur bhari the.

"Aa gaya nawabzaada?" Yashvardhan ki awaaz goonji. Unhone newspaper table par patak diya. "Do din behosh rehne ke baad bhi sharam nahi aayi? Maine suna hai nashe me gaadi chala rahe the tum."

Pura hall seham gaya. Uncle Rajesh ne kuch bolne ki koshish ki, "Papaji, abhi wo theek hokar aaya hai..."

"Chup raho Rajesh!" Yashvardhan ne daant diya. "Tumhare laad-pyaar ne hi ise bigada hai. Jawan ladka hai, zimmedari ka koi ehsaas nahi. Sirf paisa udana aur ladkiyan ghumana aata hai ise."

Veer chupchap chalta raha aur apni chair ke paas aakar ruk gaya. Usne dada ki aankhon me dekha.

Pehle wo in aankhon se darta tha. Lekin ab? Ab Veer ko in boodhi aankhon me sirf ek thaka hua sher dikh raha tha jo apne pack ko bachane ki koshish kar raha hai.

Veer ne halki si muskaan di. Wo dheet muskaan nahi jo pehle deta tha, balki ek shaant, confident muskaan.

"Aage se dhyan rakhunga, Dadaji," Veer ne thande swar me kaha.

Yashvardhan jo agla taana maarne wale the, wo unke gale me hi atak gaya. Unhone hairani se Veer ko dekha. Veer ne kabhi apni galti nahi maani thi. Wo hamesha palat kar jawab deta tha ya chillata tha.

"Kya kaha tumne?" Yashvardhan ne shak se pucha.

"Maine kaha, aage se dhyan rakhunga," Veer ne chair khinchi aur baith gaya. Uski body language bilkul relaxed thi, jaise wo kisi raja ke singhasan par baitha ho. "Zindagi mili hai, toh uska sahi istemal karna chahiye. Bewakoofi me marna mujhe bhi pasand nahi."

Table par baithe har shakhs ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya. Even Priya ne bhi apna sir utha kar Veer ko dekha, uski aankhon me chamak aa gayi.

Dadi turant khadi hui aur Veer ke paas aayi. Unhone uska chehra apne haathon me liya. "Mera bacha... tu theek hai na? Sar me dard toh nahi ho raha?"

Veer ne Dadi ke haath par apna haath rakha. Unki hatheli ki garmahat use acchi lagi. "Main theek hoon Dadi. Bas bhook lagi hai."

"Arre haan, naukar! Jaldi khana lagao!" Dadi ne chillakar kaha.

Khana parosa gaya. Veer ne dekha ki uski Aunty, Kavita, use bade gaur se dekh rahi hain. Kavita ek graceful aur attractive mahila thi, mid-40s me hone ke bawajood unne khud ko maintain kiya hua tha. Unki aankhon me Veer ke liye humesha ek soft corner tha, shayad isliye kyunki unka apna beta nahi tha.

"Veer," Kavita ne naram awaaz me pucha, "Tumhari college ki padhai kaisi chal rahi hai? Exams aa rahe hain."

Veer ne ek nivala muh me daala. Khana swadisht tha. Cultivation world ki pills aur raw meat ke muqable ye kisi daawat se kam nahi tha.

"Padhai..." Veer ne socha. Purane Veer ko to shayad ye bhi nahi pata hoga ki kaunsa course chal raha hai. Lekin yaadon ko tatolne par use pata chala—Business Management.

"Theek chal rahi hai, Chachi," Veer ne jawab diya. "Lekin mujhe lagta hai mujhe practical experience ki zyada zarurat hai. Kitabi baaton se business nahi chalta."

Yashvardhan ne phir se Veer ko ghoora. "Business? Tumhe business ki 'B' bhi pata hai? Maine socha tha tumhe company se dur hi rakhunga taaki tum dubo na do."

Veer ne paani ka sip liya aur glass wapas table par rakha. Awaaz tez nahi thi, par clear thi.

"Waqt badal raha hai Dadaji," Veer ki awaaz me ek gehri vibration thi. "Aur main bhi. Company humari hai, toh use sambhalna bhi mujhe hi padega aaj nahi toh kal. Aap kab tak akele bojh uthayenge?"

Yashvardhan ki aankhein phail gayi. Ye pehli baar tha jab Veer ne zimmedari lene ki baat ki thi. Unke chehre par gusse ki jagah ab soch ne le li thi.

Tabhi Veer ki nazar Priya par padi. Wo uske theek samne baithi thi. Jab Veer ne use dekha, to wo hadbada gayi aur paani ka glass gira diya.

"Sorry... sorry..." Priya ghabra kar table saaf karne lagi. Paani uski kurti par gir gaya tha, jisse kapda uske jism se chipak gaya. Bheegi hui kurti me uske curves halki si jhalak de rahe the.

Veer ne nazrein nahi hatayi. Wo shikar ko taadne wala shikaari tha. Uski aankhon me hawas nahi, balki appreciation thi.

"Aaram se, Priya," Veer ne tissue paper ka box uski taraf badhaya. "Koi baat nahi. Jalta hua paani nahi tha."

Priya ne tissue lete waqt Veer ki ungliyon ko chhua. Ek current sa dono ke beech doda. Priya ka chehra laal pad gaya aur wo waha se uth kar bhag gayi. "Main... main change karke aati hoon."

Veer ne use jaate hue dekha. Parivaar walo ko laga ye bas ek accident tha, lekin Veer samajh gaya tha. Priya ka reaction normal nahi tha. Uska aura unstable tha.

'Is ladki ke emotions control se bahar ho rahe hain,' Veer ne man me socha. 'Interesting.'

Nashta khatam karke Veer khada hua.

"Dadaji, main aaj college jaunga," Veer ne elaan kiya.

"Aaj hi? Doctor ne aaram..." Aunty ne bolna chaha.

"Main theek hoon Chachi," Veer ne unki baat kaat di, lekin pyaar se. "Ghar par baith kar dimaag kharab ho jayega. Thoda bahar ki hawa khaunga to behtar feel karunga."

Veer wahan se muda aur bahar porch ki taraf chal diya.

Garage me 10 se zyada luxury gaadiyan khadi thi. Ferrari, Lamborghini, Rolls Royce. Veer ki nazar ek Red Ferrari convertible par ruki.

"Too loud," usne socha.

Usne bagal me khadi Black Range Rover ki chabi uthayi. Badi, mazboot aur commanding. Bilkul waisi jaisa wo ab feel kar raha tha.

Driver bhaagta hua aaya. "Sir, main chaloon?"

"Nahi," Veer ne driving seat ka darwaza khola. "Aaj steering mere haath me rahegi."

Engine roar karke start hua. Veer ne gaadi ko gear me daala aur accelerator dabaya. Range Rover sher ki tarah gurraati hui mansion ke gate se bahar nikal gayi.

College... jahan uska asli khel shuru hone wala tha. Jahan Divya aur Riya uska intezaar kar rahi thi, bina ye jaane ki jo Veer unke paas aa raha hai, wo ab wo bechara aashiq nahi raha.

Wo ab ek Raja tha jo apni riyasat wapas lene aa raha tha.

Royal Imperial University. Ye sirf ek college nahi, balki desh ke sabse ameer aur taqatwar parivaaron ke bacchon ka adda tha. Yahan padhai se zyada power, paisa aur status ki baatein hoti thi.

Ek kaali Range Rover university ke main gate se andar daakhil hui. Engine ki gurrahat ne aas-paas chal rahe students ka dhyaan apni taraf kheench liya. Gaadi ki raftaar tez thi, lekin control bilkul sateek.

Gate par khade security guards ne number plate dekhte hi turant salam thoka. "Singhania" likha hua tha.

Veer ne gaadi ko parking lot ke VIP section me moda. Wahan pehle se hi kaafi luxury gaadiyan khadi thi—Porsches, BMWs, Audis. Lekin Veer ne apni Range Rover ko ek khaas jagah par roka. Ye spot 'Reserved' tha.

Gadi ka darwaza khula.

Sabse pehle ek mahenga black leather shoe zameen par pada. Phir Veer bahar nikla. Usne apni black shirt ke sleeves ko thoda aur upar chada liya tha, jisse uski kalai ki veins halki si ubhar aayi thi. Aankhon par kaala chashma tha jo uske emotions ko chupa raha tha.

Campus me sannata cha gaya.

Ladkiyan jo wahan khadi thi, apas me fusfusane lagi.

"Ye... ye Veer hai?" ek ladki ne apni saheli se pucha. "Ye to wahi loser hai na jo pichle hafte nashe me gir gaya tha?"

"Haan wahi hai," doosri ne hairani se kaha. "Lekin... aaj ye kuch alag lag raha hai. Iski height pehle itni thi kya? Aur wo shirt... damn, he looks hot."

Veer ne in baaton ko suna lekin ansuna kar diya. Asura General ke liye ye sab keede-makodo ki tarah the. Usne apni collar theek ki aur building ki taraf chal diya.

Tabhi, bheed me se ek rasta apne aap banne laga. Students dar kar ya izzat se peeche hatne lage.

Samne se ek ladki aa rahi thi.

Divya Rathore.

Final year ki student aur Rathore Group of Fashion ki young CEO. Uska aurat hona aur itni kam umar me business sambhalna pure college me mashoor tha.

Divya behad khubsurat thi. Uski height lagbhag 5'7" thi. Usne ek tight pencil skirt aur safed rang ki silk shirt pehni thi jo uske figure ko bakhubi dikha rahi thi. Uski kamar patli thi lekin hips bhare hue the, jo har kadam ke saath ek lay me hilte the. Shirt ke buttons thode tight the, jo uske ubhare hue seene ko jakde hue the.

Uski chaal me ek aisi akad thi jaise wo is puri duniya ki malkin ho. Heels ki 'tik-tik' awaaz patthar par gunj rahi thi.

Veer ruk gaya. Divya bhi ruk gayi.

Purana Veer Divya ke peeche paagalon ki tarah ghumta tha. Flowers bhejna, mehenge gifts dena, aur badle me sirf Divya ki beizzati sehna. Pura college jaanta tha ki Veer Singhania Divya Rathore ka paltu kutta hai.

Divya ne apni bahein cross ki aur Veer ko upar se neeche tak dekha. Uski aankhon me wahi purani nafrat aur ghamand tha.

"Tum wapas aa gaye?" Divya ki awaaz me thandak thi. "Maine suna tha tum marne wale ho. Bad luck, lagta hai bhagwan bhi tumhe apne paas nahi rakhna chahta."

Aas-paas khade students ki saansein atak gayi. Sabko laga ab Veer gidgidayega ya maafi mangega.

Lekin Veer hansa. Ek choti, thandi hansi.

Usne apna chashma utara aur Divya ki aankhon me seedha dekha. Uski nazar Divya ke chehre se hoti hui uske gale, phir uske seene aur aakhir me uski kamar tak gayi. Ye nazar kisi aashiq ki nahi thi, ye ek mard ki nazar thi jo ek aurat ko taad raha tha—bina kisi sharam ke.

Divya ko ajeeb mehsoos hua. Aaj tak kisi ne use aise nahi dekha tha. Veer ki aankhon me wo bhookh thi jo use nangi kar rahi thi. Wo thoda ghabra gayi lekin usne apna ghamand barkarar rakha.

"Kya ghoor rahe ho?" Divya ne gusse me kaha. "Meri raaste se hat jao. Mere paas tumhare jaise losers ke liye time nahi hai."

Veer dheere se aage badha. Wo Divya ke itne kareeb aa gaya ki Divya ko uski saans mehsoos hone lagi. Divya peeche hatna chahti thi par Veer ki aura ne use wahin jam diya.

Veer jhuka aur Divya ke kaan ke paas apna chehra le gaya. Divya ke shareer me ek siharan daud gayi.

"Rasta maanga nahi jaata, Divya," Veer ne fusfusate hue kaha, uski awaaz gehri aur bhari thi. "Rasta banaya jaata hai. Aur rahi baat loser ki... toh jald hi tumhe pata chal jayega ki asli loser kaun hai."

Veer ne wahan ruk kar uska jawab nahi suna. Wo seedha uske bagal se nikal gaya, jaise Divya wahan thi hi nahi. Jaate-jaate uska kandha halka sa Divya ke kandhe se takraya.

Divya wahan pathar ki murti bani khadi reh gayi. Uska dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Gussa? Haan. Lekin gusse se zyada hairani thi.

"Isne... isne mujhe ignore kiya?" Divya ne mud kar Veer ki taraf dekha jo ab building ke andar ja raha tha. "Veer Singhania... tumhari himmat kaise hui!"

Usne apni mutthi bheench li. Uski perfectly manicured nails uski hatheli me gadh gaye. Aaj tak sab uske peeche bhagte the, par aaj pehli baar kisi ne use peeche chod diya tha.

Veer corridors se guzarta hua apne classroom ki taraf badha. Uske dimaag me Divya ka chehra nahi, balki uski cultivation technique chal rahi thi.

"Yin Energy..." Veer ne man me socha. "Divya ki body me Yin Energy kaafi strong hai. Agar main uske saath dual cultivation karu, toh meri power jaldi recover ho sakti hai."

Tabhi corridor ke kone me use kuch shor sunayi diya. Kuch ladke ek duble-patle ladke ko gher kar khade the aur dhakka-mukki kar rahe the.

Veer ki nazar un par padi. Wo dubla ladka... wo Rahul tha. Veer ka iklauta dost. Vaisa dost jo sirf Veer ke paise ke liye nahi, balki uske liye khada rehta tha. Aur abhi wo musibat me tha.

Veer ke kadam us taraf mud gaye.

"Lagta hai aaj pehla shikaar mil gaya," Veer ne apni knuckles chatkayi.

Rahul zameen par gira hua tha. Uska chashma toot kar door ja gira tha, aur uske gaal par ek laal nishaan ubhar aaya tha. Uske kapde dhool se sane hue the aur shirt ka collar phata hua tha.

Uske saamne teen ladke khade the. Unme se beech wala ladka, Rocky, sabse zyada aggressive lag raha tha. Rocky college ki football team ka captain tha aur apne aap ko kisi gunde se kam nahi samajhta tha. Uske saath khade do chamche hans rahe the.

Rocky ne Rahul ke pet par ek laat maari.

"Kyu be? Kahan gaya tera wo Veer?" Rocky ne chillakar kaha. "Suna hai ICU me pada hai? Ab kaun bachayega tujhe? Wo khud toh chalne layak nahi bacha hoga."

Rahul ne dard se karahate hue apna pet pakad liya. Uski aankhon me aansu the, lekin darr ke saath-saath gussa bhi tha.

"Veer wapas aayega..." Rahul ne khashi ke beech kaha. "Aur jab wo aayega, toh tum sab bhaagte phiroge."

Rocky aur uske chamche zor se hanse.

"Abe sunn iski baatein!" Rocky ne jhuk kar Rahul ke baal pakad liye aur uska chehra upar uthaya. "Wo Veer ab khatam ho chuka hai. Aur aaj main tera wo haal karunga ki tu agle ek mahine tak hospital se bahar nahi aayega."

Rocky ne apna dusra haath uthaya, ek bhaari mukka maarne ke liye. Rahul ne darr ke maare apni aankhein band kar li.

Sannata.

Ek second beeta, do second beete. Mukka nahi padha.

Rahul ne dheere se apni aankhein kholi.

Rocky ka haath hawa me hi ruka hua tha. Nahi, ruka nahi tha, kisi ne use pakad rakha tha.

Rahul ki nazrein us haath se hoti hui upar gayi. Ek kaala suit, powerful shoulders, aur wo chehra...

Veer.

Lekin ye wo purana Veer nahi tha. Rocky ki kalai Veer ki pakad me aise thi jaise kisi lohe ke shikanje me phans gayi ho. Veer ke chehre par koi gussa nahi tha, bas ek thandi, shant expression thi jo kisi tufaan ke aane se pehle hoti hai.

"Haath..." Veer ne dheemi lekin bhaari awaaz me kaha. "Haath wahin uthana chahiye jahan aukaat ho."

Rocky ne apna haath chhudane ki koshish ki, lekin Veer ki pakad kisi chattaan jaisi mazboot thi. Rocky ki aankhon me pehli baar darr dikha.

"Veer? Tu... tu chhod mujhe!" Rocky ne chillaya, lekin uski awaaz me kampan thi.

Veer ne halki si muskaan di. Wo muskaan dekh kar Rocky ke saath khade ladko ke rongte khade ho gaye.

"Chhod doon?" Veer ne pucha. "Kyu? Abhi toh khel shuru hua hai."

Agale hi pal, Veer ne Rocky ki kalai ko ek jhatke se mod diya.

*Crack.*

Haddi tootne ki awaaz itni tez thi ki pure corridor me sannata cha gaya.

"Ahhhhhhh!" Rocky ki cheekh nikal gayi. Wo ghutno ke bal zameen par gir gaya, apna haath pakad kar rone laga.

Baaki dono ladke Veer ki taraf lapke. Ek ne Veer ko peeche se pakadne ki koshish ki.

Veer bina mudde hi jhuka aur apni kohni peeche wale ladke ki naak par de maari. Ek aur *crack* ki awaaz aayi aur wo ladka khoon se lathpath hokar peeche gira.

Teesra ladka darr ke maare wahin jam gaya. Veer uski taraf dheere se muda. Uski aankhon me ek laal chamak thi, jo cultivation world ke 'Killing Intent' ki nishani thi.

"Bhaag," Veer ne sirf ek shabd kaha.

Wo ladka wahan se ulte paon bhaaga, apne doston ko wahin tadapta chhod kar.

Veer ne Rocky ke baal pakde aur uska chehra upar kiya. Rocky ab rora raha tha, uska pura ghamand mitti me mil chuka tha.

"Aaj ke baad," Veer ne Rocky ki aankhon me aankhein daal kar kaha, "Agar tune ya tere kisi bhi aadmi ne Rahul ki taraf aankh utha kar bhi dekha, toh main teri gardan todne me ek second bhi nahi lagaunga. Samajh gaya?"

Rocky ne tezi se haan me gardan hilayi.

Veer ne use jhatke se chhod diya. Rocky zameen par gir kar tadapne laga. Veer ne apni shirt ki aasteen jhaadi, jaise wahan koi gandagi lag gayi ho.

Bheed jam gayi thi. Sab log hairani se Veer ko dekh rahe the. Ye wo Veer nahi tha jo ladayi me sabse pehle bhaag jata tha ya apne bodyguards ko bulata tha. Ye Veer khud ek hatyar tha.

Veer Rahul ke paas gaya aur apna haath aage badhaya.

Rahul abhi bhi shock me tha. Usne Veer ka haath pakda. Veer ne ek hi jhatke me use khada kar diya.

"Theek hai tu?" Veer ne pucha.

Rahul ne apne kapde jhaade aur Veer ko gale laga liya. "Bhai... mujhe laga aaj main gaya. Tu... tu badal gaya hai yaar. Ye taqat... ye gussa..."

Veer ne Rahul ki peeth thap-thapayi. Cultivation world me dosti kamzori hoti thi, lekin is duniya me, Rahul jaisa loyal dost ek asset tha.

"Waqt badal gaya hai, Rahul," Veer ne kaha, uski nazar bheed me khadi Divya par padi jo door se ye sab dekh rahi thi. "Aur ab raaj bhi badlega."

Veer ne Rahul ke kandhe par haath rakha. "Chal, cafeteria chalte hain. Mujhe bhook lagi hai aur tujhe ek naye chashme ki zarurat hai."

Dono wahan se nikal gaye, peeche chhod gaye ek darr ka mahual aur ek saaf paigaam—Veer Singhania wapas aa gaya hai, aur wo pehle se kahin zyada khatarnaak hai.

Lekin Veer janta tha ki ye bas shuruwat hai. Uska asli dushman Rocky jaisa sadak chaap gunda nahi tha. Uska asli dushman wo log the jo shadows me chhupe the. Aur sabse badi chunauti thi—apni cultivation wapas paana.

Kyuki bina cultivation ke, wo sirf ek sher hai jiske daant nahi hain.

Aur usse apne daant wapas chahiye the.

Cafeteria me ghuste hi mahual badal gaya. Ye koi mamooli canteen nahi thi, balki kisi 5-star restaurant jaisa hall tha. Glass walls se pura campus dikhta tha, aur AC ki thandi hawa me mehengi coffee aur fresh baked croissants ki khushbu ghuli hui thi.

Lekin jaise hi Veer ne andar kadam rakha, chammach aur plates ki aawazein dheemi pad gayi.

Veer ke peeche Rahul chal raha tha, jo abhi bhi thoda sehma hua tha lekin uska seena pehle se thoda chauda ho gaya tha. Aakhirkar, pure college ke sabse bade gunde Rocky ko uske dost ne kuch seconds me dhool chata di thi.

Veer seedha food counter par gaya.

"Do grilled chicken breasts, paanch boiled eggs, ek bada bowl salad, aur black coffee. No sugar," Veer ne order diya.

Counter par khada staff member hadbada gaya. Purana Veer hamesha junk food, pizza ya burger mangata tha. Ye healthy aur heavy protein diet?

"Jaldi," Veer ne apni ungli counter par bajayi.

Khana lekar Veer ek khali table par baith gaya. Rahul uske saamne baitha, abhi bhi Veer ko aise dekh raha tha jaise wo koi alien ho.

"Bhai..." Rahul ne aakhirkar chuppi todi. "Tune wo kaise kiya? Matlab... Rocky ka haath tune aise pakda jaise wo koi baccha ho. Tune koi secret training li hai kya behoshi ke dauran?"

Veer ne chicken ka ek bada tukda muh me daala aur use ache se chabaya. Is sharir ko recover karne ke liye bahut saare nutrition ki zarurat thi. Uski muscles cheekh rahi thi. Rocky ki kalai todte waqt usne apni muscle strength ka nahi, balki technique ka istemal kiya tha, phir bhi is kamzor sharir par uska asar hua tha. Uski kalai me halka dard ho raha tha.

"Training nahi, Rahul," Veer ne paani ka ghunt bhara. "Bas samajh le ki neend se jaag gaya hoon. Ab tak jo Veer soya hua tha, wo mar chuka hai."

Rahul ne kuch aur puchna chaha par Veer ki aankhon me wo gehraai dekh kar ruk gaya.

Tabhi cafeteria ke darwaze par hulchul hui.

Ek ladki andar aayi. Riya Sharma.

College ki topper aur Student Council President.

Riya behad simple thi, lekin uski sadgi me bhi ek alag hi nasha tha. Usne ek white salwar kameez pehni thi, aur gale me dupatta lipta hua tha. Chehre par koi makeup nahi, bas aankhon me kajal aur honthon par natural pink rang. Uske haath me moti moti kitabein thi. Wo chalti thi toh aisa lagta tha jaise hawa bhi adab se rasta de rahi ho.

Lekin Veer ki nazar uski khubsurti par nahi thi. Uski nazar uske aura par thi.

Veer ki cultivation wali aankhon ne turant notice kiya—Riya ke sharir se ek nili rang ki thandi aura nikal rahi thi.

*Extreme Yin Body.*

Veer ke honthon par ek shaitani muskaan aa gayi. Cultivation world me aisi body wali ladkiyan khazaane se kam nahi hoti thi. Agar wo Riya ke saath dual cultivation kare, toh uski power rocket ki speed se badhegi. Aur badle me Riya ko bhi faayda hoga.

"Wo dekh," Rahul ne Veer ki nazar ka peecha kiya. "Riya Sharma. Bhai, iske chakkar me mat padna. Ye 'Ice Queen' hai. Aaj tak kisi ladke se seedhe muh baat nahi ki hai isne. Rocky ne bhi try kiya tha, principal se suspend karwa diya tha usne."

Veer ne coffee ka aakhiri ghunt piya aur cup ko table par rakha.

"Ice Queen?" Veer ne Riya ko dekha jo ek kone wali table par akele baith kar padhai karne lagi thi. "Baraf jitni sakht hoti hai, pighalne ke baad utni hi naram paani ban jati hai. Bas sahi aag ki zarurat hoti hai."

Rahul ne apna sar pit liya. "Tu nahi sudhrega. Abhi abhi maut ke muh se wapas aaya hai aur phir se ladkiyan?"

Veer khada ho gaya. Uske sharir me ab thodi urja wapas aa gayi thi.

"Ye sirf ladki nahi hai Rahul," Veer ne man hi man kaha. "Ye meri power source hai."

Veer ne apni pocket check ki. Phone aur wallet wahi the.

"Sunn," Veer ne Rahul se kaha. "Mujhe kuch zaroori kaam hai. Tu class ja. Agar Rocky ya uska koi banda pareshan kare, toh bas mera naam lena."

Veer cafeteria se bahar nikal gaya, lekin jaate-jaate usne Riya ki taraf ek aakhiri nazar daali. Riya ne bhi mehsoos kiya ki koi use dekh raha hai. Usne sar utha kar dekha, lekin tab tak Veer ja chuka tha. Bas darwaze par uski lambi parchhayi reh gayi thi.

Riya ko ek ajeeb si becheni mehsoos hui. Aaj tak kisi ki nazar me itna dam nahi tha jo use apni kitaabon se dhyan hatane par majboor kare.

"Kaun tha wo?" Riya ne khud se pucha.

Bahar nikal kar Veer ne apni Range Rover ki taraf chalna shuru kiya. Dhoop tez thi, lekin Veer ko accha lag raha tha.

"Step 1: Dominance establish karna—Done."
"Step 2: Resource dhundna—Riya mil gayi."
"Step 3: Body cultivation shuru karna."

Veer gaadi me baitha aur dashboard par rakha calendar dekha.

*Full Moon Night - 2 Days Left.*

"Do din," Veer ne steering wheel par haath fera. "Purnima ki raat ko is duniya ki Yin energy sabse zyada hoti hai. Us raat mujhe apni pehli cultivation cycle puri karni hogi. Tab tak mujhe apne sharir ko tayyar karna hoga."

Usne gaadi start ki. Engine ki gurrahat ke saath Veer Singhania, jo ab andar se Asura tha, apni nayi manzil ki taraf nikal pada.

Shikaar shuru ho chuka tha.

***
* **Characters Introduced:** Veer (Hero), Sunita (Mom), Priya (Cousin/Lover), Divya (Heroine 1 - Arrogant CEO), Riya (Heroine 2 - Ice Queen/Topper), Rahul (Sidekick), Rocky (Villain 1).
* **Current Goal:** Body recovery aur Full Moon night par cultivation start karna.

Rex1 · Feb 17, 2026

spritemathews said:
Congratulations on your new story!

Thanks bro

First chapter post kardiya hai

kirantariq · Feb 17, 2026

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