13-01-2025, 07:09 PM
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Hello Everyone , This is Harry Jordan.
I am new to this site and new to writing in general but reading some good stories in this site tempted me to try my talent in storytelling so I am creating and sharing this story with you all.
I will be exploring a lot of themes with this story so I warn readers to not expect sex in every chapters. There will a little of voyeurism explored in this story but let me make it clear , this won't be a cuckold story. There will be some good amount of extra marital affairs and relations that will be explored but at the end of the day I am writing this story to add many elements in it. There will be action , drama , some thriller , maybe some graphic violence and moderate amount of sex.
So without further ado , lets begin this incredible journey.
LOVE SEX AND WAR PART 1: AGE OF DARKNESS
CHAPTER 1
AUGUST 11 2007.
Somewhere in a remote place in Azerbaijaan. There was smoke , dust and ash everywhere. A complete devastation filled with rubble , some sort of green gas enveloping the entire place. People were coughing , some where suffocating to death. Most of them looked like well armed soldiers but now succumbing to their injuries and leaving the mortal world. The place appeared to be a big industrial factory but everything is burned to the ground and this green gas is enveloping all of it. From that smoke , a burned hand comes out and a man's groan and scream is heard that echoes in that entire region.
16 YEARS LATER.
The night sky was glittering with the stars and the lights were emanating from the Mumbai skyline. There was an eerie silence in the midnight as a container truck arrived at an abandoned warehouse near the port. A well postured but shady man walked out of the truck as the truck was parked in a hidden spot in that warehouse. He wandered the warehouse and on one part of it ,he opened the shutter of a godown to show a big collection of guns that were mostly old but some new that has been catching dust. He walked through another shutter that had weird packets which had a logo that looked like Satan with horns.
The man came to the light as he used his phone and called someone.
"Sir , this is Abhimanyu. I have stashed the truck and surveiled the warehouse. This is something far more bigger than you think. Even in the security officer force there are people that are having sleepless nights because of this container missing. This warehouse is loaded with guns and drugs sir."
He was looking around to see if anyone is in close proximity. But the entire place looks deserted and abandoned. But Abhimanyu was getting the feeling of being watched.
"Only I know the location of this place sir. As you instructed I haven't disclosed it to anyone else. My superiors are asking for me sir so I have to go so I will keep you posted."
He ended the call and got back on the truck as it disconnected the trailer container there and drove off. The truck drove off from the warehouse and into a deserted road and disappeared into the night as darkness engulfed the warehouse in this deepening night.
FEW HOURS LATER , THE MORNING AFTER.
The next day. The sun rose over Mumbai, lighting up the horizon and waking up the economical capital of India. On one of the high rise residential buildings of Bandra , Hemant Kumar was drinking his tea looking to the view of the Mumbai skyline and the sea far. He could see a few boats driving against the waves going to the sea while someplace he could hear the sounds of the railway announcement coming from the metro station that is located in some distance from here. The sounds of taxi cabs and buses honking really emanated the feeling that Mumbai was waking up.
He took a few breaths enjoying the feel of the morning cold air of Mumbai. This has always been his morning routine. To wake up and drink some tea and come and stand in this balcony and enjoy the amazing view of the city. It helped him in thinking that his struggles in the past was worth it. It was a huge gamble he made in owning his flat but it was worth it. And now he feels contempt. Everything was worth it now. He just stood there enjoying his tea like an average working man. It was the look of a simple man.
A man standing there appreciating where he is in his life right now. Everyday it is the same sight , but for some reason repeating this in every morning seems like a muscle memory now. And today the climate was beautiful , it was after all the madness post Diwali and things have simmered down. But at the same time the December cold has came knocking on the doorstep as what was once a warm gush of winds that always hit this balcony has now been replaced with cold breezes. Sipping hot tea in that cold gave a balancing feel to his body. The few was wonderful , it was until now. But then out of the blue he heard a sound.
The sound of an eagle , that immediately turned his now calm and comfort environment into a nightmare. He closed his eyes and he could hear cries , people screaming. He heard men falling down getting choped and hit. He rubbed his head and opened his eyes and he was back to normal. He looked around and the morning view was just like he saw moments ago. Though the eagle flying in the sky made him a little uneasy. He took some deep breaths and walked back into his house. That few moments of disturbance , it always upsetted him. But lately he has been able to cope with it. He thought he had overcame it , but he hasn't. He just ignored that traumatic episode and went inside the house.
He slowly walked inside from the balcony as he noticed the local news channel running on TV. He decided to see if there was something interesting going on as he turned up some sound.
'Additional Director General Of Mumbai has stated in his press conference today that the rise of Drug Mafia has once again made its footing in Mumbai. The city has been believed to be a hub for not just known local drugs but dangerous foreign drugs as well. ADGP has instructed the citizens of Mumbai to be cautious and report any illegal activity they encounter anywhere in the city. He also states that a big syndicate is behind this and further investigation and breakthrough will eventually bring the real culprits to justice.'
He lowered the sound after hearing the headlines after which he heard the laughter and singing of his son Karan who was in the dining table singing along his favorite song. Seeing his darling boy all happy has always made Hemant forget any problems in his life. His wife Sonarika, 32, looked radiant in the morning light. Her hair, was down, making her look less strict. She was busy with the breakfast for the day cooking away in the kitchen.
Sonarika was making pakodas. The sizzling sound of cooking filled the air. Hemant watched her as he sat on the dining table near Karan. He always loved this sight , the sight of Sonarika and the way she brings her professionalism from her work life into her house when it comes to cooking , but here there is no one to judge. Just two admirers of her. Usually the kitchen is always supposed to be a wife's domain , but Hemant didn't have that mindset. On occasion they have shared the food making duties. Although since Sonarika had a more linear work life with less work hours , she tends to get more time for doing the house duties. She moved easily in her gym clothes after spending an hour working out at a nearby gym of their house.
She soaked the grains, chopped onions, and mixed her special spices, the kitchen filling with the sound and smell of cooking. Hemant loved the smile she always emits when she does her work. Hemant carefully set the table, placing everything just right. Karan helped by setting out forks, happy to be part of the routine.
Hemant watched, not just the pakoda but how lovingly she cooked. This is a regular sight for him but it never gets old , all this memories he keeps it cherished in his mind and heart. To an extent this was the best form of comfort to his heart. She would occasionally look up to him and she would raise an eyebrow taunting his stare. In response he would only smile more. This was their flirting , no words , no body contacts. Just the contact of souls and emotions
While Sonarika worked on their breakfast. Hemant was making a cup of coffee for Sonarika , this was his way of giving compliment for her hardwork in kitchen.
Sonarika served the pakoda, golden and tasty. Hemant poured coffee, its smell adding to the breakfast aroma. He added the right amount of sugar and stir and gave the cup to Sonarika to drink. Sonarika sipped one and she felt rejuvenated. She believes there is definitely some magic in her husband's eyes.
"Mmm...I'll never get over the taste of your coffee hubby.." Sonarika said with a smirk.
"Well...it is what a loving husband should do.." Hemant countered.
"I wish I could express it to you right now , but Karan is right here.." Sonarika said with a grin.
"Whoops that is right." Hemant responded as they smiled at each other knowing what they mean't.
They ate, feeling warm and close as a family. Hemant and Karan's praise made Sonarika happy, she liked the queen treatment the two important males in her life gave to her. That is when Anjali comes from the bedroom after her shower and greets the couple. Their family breakfast was more than just eating, it was their time for stories and laughs. Hemant told tales of his day, which thrilled Karan, who listened with wide eyes. It was a coping mechanism that Hemant built , he loved the enthusiasm Karan had hearing his stories. This short stories made him revisionize his dark past and made his inner turmoil and pain subside. And he loved how much his son admires him and feels captivated with his stories.
After eating, Sonarika cleaned up, she went into her room and she put on her work clothes. She wore her usual black suit that gave her an ideal office worker vibe , her thoughts were focused on work now. She had some big important work opportunities coming in her way and she intended to give it her full dedication and make it work. She took a few breather adjusting her low make-up and her costume as she sighed and got ready to leave for work.
When she returned to the hall , she saw Hemant helping Karan with homework. Between them , Sonarika had the early shift so she had to leave first. Anjali , Karan's nanny was still eating her food now. Once Hemant leaves too , it is Anjali who takes care of Karan and sends him to college and recieves him and bring him home. She is a great nanny, and Karan likes the company of his Anju Didi.
Anjali was the daughter of Sonarika's father's close friend. In many ways , Anjali and Sonarika are basically sisters and were raised in a common setting and household in New Delhi. Sonarika brought her here because she wanted to study medicine and she was enrolled in a nearby medical college and she was doing night classes. That way she could take care of Karan and work on her studies. Hemant treats her as his little sister and ties rakhi from her every year.
Sonarika looked at Karan and sees despite of his age , he has attention and interest in his studies. A part of her is glad that Karan never became the pampered and naughty child she feared he could be. When her work colleagues often in the past talk about the pressure and pain in parenting raising a young one. Sonarika thanks the fate that Karan wasn't like that , he was quiet a screamer during his much younger days but as age developed he became more calmer and a smiling one for that. In a way she thanks Hemant being the father because she remembers how her co-workers would say their husbands would at times be frustrated and be mean to their children.
But Hemant was different. He always dealed Karan with patience and determination. He always found time regardless the situation for him and was always present when he needed him. There was a slight jealousy in Sonarika since she believed that the boy childs often tends to be close to their mothers but Karan always go gaga over Hemant. He sees his father as his hero , and to some extent it was true. Sonarika sees the same dedication and humility Hemant has in Karan.
Karan never showed frustrations with homework and he was always enthusiastic about knowledge. Hemant would often joke to her that his son might become a rocket scientist to which Sonarika would retort he loves the kitchen maybe he will become a world known chef. Karan himself changes his ambition every week because everything he sees , he likes to become one. His childful banter and innocent postures often brought smiles on the couple.
Hemant's smile was a quiet promise of their love. Sonarika hugged Karan.
"Give Mummy a kiss.." Sonarika moved her cheek to Karan.
"Ummmaaaa..." Karan happily kissed his mother.
"Study well my little prince....See you Karan.." Sonarika said.
"See you mumma!" Karan said as he leaned down and wrote his homework.
Sonarika turned to Anjali.
"Is his tiffin ready?"
"Its already done Didi..."
"Okay...don't stress about your studies...you are doing better than expected Anju...see you in the evening...bye.."
"Bye didi..."
As Sonarika was walking to the front door , Hemant followed her. When they reached the door and stood past it , Sonarika turned to Hemant.
"So...is there no goodbye for me?" Hemant enquired mimicking a sad puppy face.
Sonarika responded by grabbing his face and kissing him hard. He wasn't expecting that kind of a response. Sonarika soon separated her lips from his. Hemant struggled a bit to maintain some composure.
"What did I do to recieve such a wonderful gift this morning?" Hemant asked with exasperation.
"I needed something extra to boost my confidence..I have a big client coming today so I needed much more than a coffee..."
"I know you will do well my Sona.."
"Thank you my Hemant.."
Wishing each other goodbye , Sonarika walked away. She reached the lobby and got on her car and started her drive to her workplace. Driving to work, Sonarika thought about her team, her clients, and her strategies. But mostly, she thought of Hemant and Karan, who were her rocks of confidence.
The drive to her office was a short one after all Hemant bought their apartment with her convenience in mind. Within 30 minutes she arrived at Tanishq office. This was her first year as the COM (Chief Operations Manager). Behind the reception desk Anushka greeted her with a smile as she greeted her and walked in. Then she was greeted by Pragya , Gayathri , Pooja , Aniket , Vishnu and then Tejas. Among the co-workers Tejas is often called Romeo Tejas because he hit on all women in this office and got rejected. It was not like he was bad , but he had a few flaws and his flirting was pretty over the top. Sonarika herself once slapped him which eventually led to him be a good boy. Everyone interacted for a few minutes after which Sonarika went to her cabin and sat on the chair taking a breather. Today was indeed a big day because there is a new investor coming interested in using Tanishq's brand and resources to style the interiors of a hotel they're building. The company was indeed a big name , Bajaj Corp. And the company's vice chairman himself Mr. Vikram Bajaj is coming today to evaluate and see what Tanishq can provide him with.
Vikram Bajaj's direct involvement made it a bit nervous for Sonarika. But then she looked at her family photo she had placed in her table and every worry in her faded away. It was the pick they took on their vacation last year to a beach in Pondicherry. Sonarika focused on her work and revised her presentation. She waited in anticipation as time went by. Soon she was notified that Vikram Bajaj is here so she took her presentation and arrived at the conference room and prepared herself.
She was curious at first on whether it will go well or not. But soon she focused on herself and she stood there motivated ready to welcome the clients. The conference room door opened and in walked Vikram Bajaj , Sonarika was a little intrigued. She has spend a few years in Tanishq and all the clients she had met had this old washed up features. But he was different , he looked like a celebrity. Dressed in a nice blazer suit along with a matching tie looking like a multi-millionaire and he was rightfully so. His complexion somewhat matched Sonarika's as he looked radiant and graceful. The moment he saw Sonarika , he was in a trance of some sort. He had a tough time to look away.
It felt weird for Sonarika to see a man who looked this presentable and charming suddenly staring down at her like a pervert. But it only lasted for a few seconds as soon the man closed his eyes and came back into his senses. The man then moved his hand forward to Sonarika for a handshake.
"Good morning Mr.Vikram Bajaj."
"Good morning and please call me Vikram"
Sonarika gracefully started her presentation. She went through each intricate details with well choosen words to make sure that Vikram understood what her explanation was. She used Venn diagrams and charts , video presentations to show what made Tanishq what it is today. Vikram was really impressed by the presentation , he was aware she didn't have experience in this post for long , but she was showcasing herself as a ten year plus veteran. He was impressed by her easy narration and detailed structure of her presentation. The man that once oogled her when he came was now impressed by her professionalism.
Vikram had his share of dealing with experienced and inexperienced people, but he seemed to like Sonarika's fresh approach , he could easily notice the confidence that emanated from her. Even though it seems she memorized her points , she still didn't budge in explaining the key factors in her presentation. He asked questions to see if she falters.But Sonarika answered with confidence and he was impressed seeing her respond without taking much time and keeping the professionalism in the same level.
"I only need the resources for the interiors of my hotel" Vikram stated, his tone neutral. "Why should I choose Tanishq?"
Sonarika took a deep breath. "Tanishq is not just a leading brand in India , but in the world as well." she said, her eyes sincere and boosted with her work experience.
"We don't want to say everything we touches turn to gold , but our products and influence of the brand has indeed created masterpieces around the world. So to answer your question , there isn't a better choice than Tanishq"
They talked about Vikram's hotel infrastructure. Sonarika suggested certain ideas, her approach was very much in detail and pointing out some of the things she believes will make this collaboration much more profitable. Vikram listened, his questions were sharp, he was quiet impressed to see her understand his work style and his design ideas. Sonarika too was impressed with his dedication to his assets. He could've easily sat on the chairman chair and let others do his work but he was more involved in these projects , which definitely sparked an admiration towards him in Sonarika.
Her co-workers outside on occasion looked into the conference room. They could see Sonarika and Vikram engaging in long conversations. They were all impressed by how Sonarika handled herself. The old team leader in her was clearly doing it in full swing. But now being COM to the office has really boosted her work ethic.
When the meeting ended, Vikram stood, his face slightly nodding in agreement. "Alright , looks like this will be a good collaboration" he said, shaking her hand. "Good job, Ms. Sonarika."
"Thanks for this chance, Mr. Vikram. Looking forward to working with you" Sonarika said, her handshake firm this time, feeling more confident.
Vikram left, and Sonarika sat back, feeling the weight of what lay ahead but also happy with another successful investment to the company. She also left a relief that the meeting went well and she has impressed her new client. Her superiors were happy and Sonarika gave a short party to her team members in the company cafeteria. As the team members were celebrating with her. A female figure was watching all of them from a distance. It was Meghna Mathur , Sonarika's childhood friend who works in the same building but in a different office , she is a journalist and is working for Mirror News Network that prints newspapers called The Mirror and also have their own news channel Mirror Today. Sonarika noticed her and smiled as Meghna too smiled back.
Meghna and Sonarika often meet here and talk their day and life progresses. Sonarika often liked her company because Meghna was always a much more confident woman. Meghna boasts herself to be a feminist and often showcases her frustrations with the patriarchy and other male related issues with women. She was surprisingly one of the biggest detractors of Sonarika and Hemant's marriage. Meghna often undermines Hemant's qualities and insinuates to Sonarika that she has made a mistake with Hemant. But Sonarika never took it seriously , because she has always loved and felt loved from Hemant.
Everytime Meghna would complain about Hemant , Sonarika would start to embrace him in her heart more. In a way Sonarika and Hemant arranged their own marriage , years ago they met through common friends on a date night. But ever since they met they would share their hobbies and likings and slowly they developed their relationship. Eventually it was Hemant who proposed marriage to her. Sonarika never had that feelings with Hemant but he was always a wonderful human. She loved his company and liked his approach. In many ways he had that liberal mindset , to share the responsibilities of marriage with someone. Sonarika decided to test him and they lived together for 6 months which made her realize that Hemant is the man for her.
She learned to love him and he always loved her. What attracted her more to him is how much he respected her boundaries. In those six months , he never even once tried to initiate a physical intimacy with her. Hemant had always been a very comforting and supportive partner. She had often joked and teased him for his lack of taste in fashion because he is always dressed in covered and long hand clothes. Everything changed post marriage , when the intimacy started between them , they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Sonarika still cherishes her early few months of marriage , the sex they had was nothing short of fantastic. Their intimacy was on overdrive. She still remembers their honeymoon on the Kerala backwaters where they spend a night on a house boat and the boat driver heard her screams of pleasure that night. The next day was slightly embarassing considering the driver's constant giggles and Hemant's teases.
Sonarika always teased him telling him that they might've conceived Karan on that night. Hemant would tease right back saying its not true because he knows they concieved Karan on a morning at their home in the kitchen when Anjali went outside to hangout with friends. And he would corroborate it with his math and calculation on Karan's conception. Sonarika sometimes feel miffed by it but she knows Hemant does this only to have a friendly banter with her as a couple.
She always sees Hemant as a rock in their relationship. Bringing the stability in their life and promoting balance in the relationship. He was her biggest hype man , always supporting and motivating her to do better and thrive. She was looking forward to share this recent success with him tonight when she gets home.
Compared to Sonarika's worklife , Hemant's worklife was quiet different. Hemant worked at Quadron Innovations located at the heart of the city. He worked as the Senior Data Configurer with enough work pressure associated with it. But then last year he got his much needed promotion and became a project manager which Hemant celebrated by taking Sonarika and Karan for a short vacation at Pondicherry beach last year.
Yet despite that , Hemant never pushed for more luxury in himself. He had the money to buy a vehicle but he chose not to because he feels the Metro transit provides him convenience and avoid the traffic issues of Mumbai. He instead saved those money for Karan and Anjali's future educational progresses. His down to earth behavior also brought great admiration between Quadron workers for him because despite of being in a higher position he never showed the ego for it. His humility was his greatest feat.
But he was not devoid of any office shenanigans. The company's new COO , Priyanka. She had started with Hemant together in Quadron almost 12 years ago , but fate has it 12 years later. She ended up sitting in the higher seat of COO (Chief Operating Officer) of Mumbai sector while Hemant could only reach the level of a Project Manager. Regardless , Hemant never showed disappointment or any type of issues with Priyanka. On the contrary , he was appreciating her hardwork. Priyanka wanted to hate him , but she also had struggles of her own. At times she felt envious seeing his deep love to his son. Somewhere in his banters , she could see her own dad who left her at a young age with a terrible illness. His love for Karan sometimes mirrored her dad's affection towards her. So deep down she couldn't hate Hemant but rather admire him from a distance and never show it.
This love/hate relationship between them continued in that company. Hemant also had an assistant for his work in Disha who was working as a Senior Analyst. Hemant saw her as his protege and often guided her and showed her the ways of the work. There were voices among the employees gossiping behind Hemant's back calling him he was the "Monkey with a gbang" proverb. Disha was a ravishing woman with a body to die for , men have often oogled at her long legs and she often wore skirts to her office. She had that ideal look of a hot secretary that a fat boss will be enjoying in the side. In this case , Hemant is the fat boss. But Hemant never saw Disha in that way , but he was aware of such gossips and never was bothered with it. Hemant rather had other concerns. The change in his body has somewhat started to create some problems with his health and his life. Many times he thought he must improve his physique but he would either get too much involved in work or other things and he ends up forgetting it. Hemant was waiting for that right time and motivation where he can start pushing himself to improvement.
It was strange for the senior members and Priyanka herself to see Mr. Vardhan Gupta one of the founders of Quadron and now member of the Board Of Directors always treated Hemant to a higher regard. Hemant had no family ties with Vardhan neither he was from another rich family either , but Vardhan often treated him as a son , gave him all sorts of privileges and amenities. He even tried to gift Hemant luxury condos and lavish apartments way above his paygrade when Hemant was house hunting before his marriage , but Hemant insisted on buying on with his own expense. Hemant was given the opportunity to become a rich guy's frat boy son in this office and rule. But he never did that , matter of fact Hemant only used those privileges to gift the under-apprecciated work employees. Which is why many senior members and ex workers of Quadron see Hemant as an ideal person.
Hemant wasn't bothered by petty gossips behind his back and always chosed to ignore such stupid things. Though there was some exhaustion , he felt he was exhausted in life but Sonarika always brightened him in his life and he always found the right energy to work and live stronger and move forward. Many times his close friends and employees have seen him struggling or maintaining composure in the past. But ever since his marriage and becoming a father , Hemant had evolved into a mature person in the company. Many people see him as a beacon and a source of strength and they all know they can reach upto him when they are in trouble because he has a kind heart.
In the noon when there is lunch break , Hemant would visit the nearby Crossword book shop to either window shop some books or buy one. He wasn't into reading much but Sonarika's has birthed this hobby in him. And like every visit in the last few months , he would be greeted by a beautiful woman sitting in the reading room area noticing him and smiling. For some reason , Hemant felt a familiarity in her face but he simply couldn't place where he could recognize her. He took his book and left the place still trying to piece the puzzle with that mysterious woman.
When Sonarika left her office , her thoughts would shift to home, wondering whether both the males in her life had a good day as well. Sonarika returned to Hemant's warmth, Karan's tales. Returning to them and to their home brought a sense of calm and serenity she craves and that gave her the necessary distraction and relief from all the work obligations. This new role felt like her own spa; it was proving she could balance her life's many parts. Hemant and Karan provided the much needed relief she craved right now.
Their dinner is always fun , Karan usually does his banter and finished early. Once he is done he goes to the TV and watches his favorite cartoons. Sonarika and Hemant would then discuss about the day , their work progress. This sharing is what made their work life a much easier task. Both of them talked to each other about certain issues they face in work and they find a solution from one another or they discuss about it until there is one. As they finish their dinner , Anjali returns home after their night class and she then sits with Sonarika and Hemant to discuss her study progress. In a way , Hemant and Sonarika acts as parents to Anjali and is now a part of their family.
As the night progresses they start to get to their sleeping arrangements as Anjali and Karan sleep in their kids room. Sonarika and Hemant then have a small pillow talk in the bed about other social things and stuff after which they both go to bed to their much needed sleep. For both Hemant and Sonarika this was their daily life.
LATER THAT NIGHT SOMEWHERE IN MUMBAI.
Mumbai Cops have sealed a section to the side of a highway as a news journalist was giving her report of the incident.
'It seems like crime and Mumbai will keep their cold blooded bond of blood as a horrifying murder has rocked the city. Law Officers has retrieved the body of what they claim to be an Undercover Officer who was investigating the nexus of a Drug Mafia now rumored to be growing in Mumbai. Law Enforcement Officials and their representatives have refused to give the victim's identification to the public as they believe this will harm their ongoing investigation , though they have voiced strong actions will be taken against the culprits reponsible for this when they are caught. This incident oddly is co-incident to the press conference of the ADGP in the morning where he raised concern about this same alleged Drug Mafia now growing its root again in this city. But now this tragic incident only seems to denote that this will probably end up to be a serious threat to the city before its too late'
The cops made sure the media never reached the place the body was lying. Onto the side of the highway is a gutter flowing as forensic experts and investigating officers were evaluating the scene. They all were standing and doing their work as the lifeless body of Abhimanyu dressed in the same clothes he had last night was lying on the ground lifeless drenched in his own blood with stab and slice marks all over his body.
END OF CHAPTER 1.
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