In a room, where morning rays are making their way towards a person laying on his stomach.  Suddenly a noise of phone call, broke that person's sleep. He stretched his veiny hands towards the night stands to grab his phone.  When he stretched his arms, the veins pop out. Its a view to be witness.  All manly and hot.

He answered the phone call still not getting up. Something said by the another person who called him, after that a Sinister smirk appeard on his face and he hung up the call.

In a dark room a man was tied in a chair.  Shouting for his life,begging for mercy and requesting for help.

Man 1( who is tied up) - Why you kept me here? Why you are not letting me go? Just let me go, otherwise it won't be good i am saying.

Man 2( Who is keeping a eye on man 1)- Ohh really, and what you'll do?

Man 1-I said tell me why you kept me here, i don't know you, let alone know i didn't even have seen you then why you kidnapped me?

Man 2- Tsk..tsk....tsk stay quite man, save your energy to beg later. And you'll get your answers soon, till then pray to god  so that you can a have a easy death.

Man 2 said while having a  devilish smirk .

Soon the voice of foot steps came. A man whose face was not visible cleary due to the dim light of the room.  But his foot steps are making sounds which can scare a person to death, a silent wish.  The person stood in front of that man who was tied in the chair.

The man standing in front of that man was none other than Abhimaan Yaduvanshi, the devil of death. And the man who was tied in the chair was one of his bodyguard.

Man 1- Si...sir...

Abhimaan - Yes pratap ( name of the guard) it's me Abhimaan, your boss whom you choose to betrayed.

Pratap - Si... sir plea..se sor..sorry

Abhimaan - why are you stammering pratap? Are you scared?

Pratap nodded.

Abhimaan - words, tell me in words * shouted*

Pratap - Ye...yes

Abhimaan - yes what? * Shouted*

Pratap - Of you *said being scared as hell*

Abhimaan - You know me pratap, that I don't prefer lies. You only have 2 chance .

Abhimaan - For whom?

Pratap stayed silent. Again he asked

Abhimaan - For whom?

Pratap - sorry sir I can't tell you, i sweared by my children's that I'll not spill his/ her name even if i die. But i can only tell you that you know him/her very well

Abhimaan -Hmm.. i liked your loyalty, but only if you showed it to me so....

Abhimaan -  *smirked* happy journey to hell Pratap.

A loud gun shot heard through the dark room, the body which just got shooted, fell down.  Abhimaan Ordered his men's to clean the mess.

Later he ordered them to make it show like a accident and to send the money and necessary things to Pratap's family.