A 17-year-old boy looked up at the sky, crying.
"Mumma, Papa… why did you both leave me? What should I do? Where should I go? I don't understand anything…"
Crying, the boy sat down on the ground.
"Aunt and Uncle threw me out of the house. They say I am a bad boy… that I do wrong things for money. Mumma, they even say that I am pregnant. But how can I be pregnant? No one has ever even touched me…"
Because of all the crying, the boy's eyes had turned red. He began to feel dizzy.
"Papa… Papa…"
Hearing Rishabh's voice, Veer came out of his world of memories.
Veer picked up Rishabh, who was standing beside the bed.
"What happened to my child?" Veer asked, kissing Rishabh's forehead.
"Papa, I'm hungry," Rishabh said, touching Veer's cheeks.
"Sorry, baby… Papa slept for too long," Veer said, carrying Rishabh into the hall.
...
In the morning, Kapoor Mansion stood proudly in all its glory.
Riyansh was fast asleep in his room. Someone opened his door, came inside, locked it from within, and walked toward the bed.
All the lights in Riyansh's room were off. The curtains were drawn, so the person's face was not visible.
The stranger sat on the bed and began pressing Riyansh's lips with his thumb. Riyansh stirred. The stranger suddenly captured Riyansh's lips with his own.
Riyansh's eyes flew open in shock. He tried to free himself, but the stranger held both his hands above his head. The man was stronger, and Riyansh could not escape.
After ten minutes, the stranger finally let go when Riyansh's breathing began to falter.
"Who are you?" Riyansh asked, gasping for air.
"Relax, darling… it's me," came a cold voice.
"Ru… Ruhan…" Riyansh's lips trembled.
"Well, darling… you recognized me just by my voice," the stranger said, turning on the lights and sitting on the sofa.
Riyansh looked at the young man before him. Wearing a white T-shirt, black pants, and a black leather jacket, he looked handsome.
Ruhan Kapoor (Riyan's younger brother), age 20, height 6 feet, grey eyes, black hair, a perfect body with six-pack abs. A spoiled rich boy, second-year business management student in England, who had returned just last night.
"How can you do this to me? I am your elder brother!" Riyansh said angrily.
Ruhan stood up.
"What did you say? Elder brother? You will be punished for that."
"No… don't come near me," Riyansh said, trying to get up.
Ruhan grabbed him and pushed him onto the bed.
"If you've made a mistake, you must face the punishment."
He bit and sucked Riyansh's lips. Riyansh struggled desperately.
"Not listening, are you?" Ruhan muttered, tying Riyansh's hands to the bed.
"What are you doing? Leave me, or I'll scream!" Riyansh shouted.
Ruhan ran a finger along Riyansh's cheek.
"Scream… but you seem to have forgotten — every wall in Kapoor Mansion is soundproof. No one will hear you."
Riyansh turned his face away. Ruhan angrily forced him to look back.
"Don't test my patience."
"Your mind was already broken. Stop this madness and untie me!" Riyansh snapped.
"You never listen politely. Let me show you how far this madness can go…"
Ruhan again captured Riyansh's lips in a harsh kiss.
After fifteen long minutes, tears streamed from Riyansh's eyes. His breathing grew uneven.
"Let me go…" Riyansh cried.
Ruhan looked at him.
"Fine… I'll let you go."
But instead, he bit his neck and ran his hands over him.
After a while, Ruhan wiped Riyansh's tears.
"See? I've let you go. Don't cry."
"Untie my hands!" Riyansh demanded.
"Stop shouting… I'm doing it," Ruhan replied, freeing him.
"See you at breakfast, darling," Ruhan said with a smile before leaving the room.
To be continued…