Prologue: The Invasion
The heavy thud of boots against marble echoed through the grand mansion as Zarar Ashim Abbas, the feared mafia king, stormed in. The ornate decor of the Goenka residence did little to soften the malice in his eyes. His bodyguards moved swiftly, seizing Sudipta’s parents, binding them together, and muffling their cries with thick strips of tape. The air was thick with fear, but Zarar was unfazed, his mind singularly focused on the task ahead.
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