Branded: Prologue

A FF collaboration between myself (Mishty Shah) and Mrinalini!

I will be updating on blog, while a thread has been opened on IF as well. 

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Well, we have just started. We hope you like the concept. This concept was given to me by a dear friend "Annie Anshra". So thank you my dear friend. I hope we do justice to your story!

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~ Mishty and Mrinalini ~

Prologue

It was a dark night. The wind was howling while the trees were swaying in the silver moon light. It was the night of the bring celebration. In the outskirts of Delhi, a black limousine lined up in front of the Raizada Farmhouse. The door opened to reveal a handsome man. The press was cooing with excitement. Reporters were trying to get as near as possible.

Arnav Singh Raizada stepped out of the limousine, with his two bodyguards. He was a dark, handsome man. Dominance oozed out of his body. He was dressed in a crisp, black suit. Every girl wanted to stand next to him, just so it could flourish their careers. His face revealed nothing as he strode into his mansion.

He had just won the title of being “The Best Business Man of 2013”. It was something to be proud of. The party was held at his farmhouse to honour this success. He didn’t spare a glance at anyone. The party had already started, but ASR was known to attend parties late.

The minute he entered, there was silence in the hall, and everyone began to clap with joy. He made a short speech, of thanking each and everyone to attend this party and for congratulating him on his success. Glasses were raised and toasts were made.

As soon as that was finished, he swiftly walked to the bar to join his best friends. Rickesh and Vicky looked up when he arrived and gave him a hug.

“Congratulations, my friend. You deserve it,” said Rickesh.

“Yes congrats. Now since you are finally here, let’s get this party started!” said Vicky.

“Thanks, it’s good to be back. AR designs is now internationally the best!” said Arnav.

“Yes, all to your hard work!” said Rickesh.

Rickesh and Vicky ushered the waiter to arrange some shots. Arnav looked at them and was nodding no, but Rickesh held him and made him down a shot.

Then another one.

Then a third.

Then a fourth.

Fifth.

Sixth.

By the sixth shot, Arnav was totally gone. He was smashed. Vicky and Rickesh helped him outside, into the garden, by the sycamore tree. It was there spot. They always used to hang out side by this tree. They had also bought some drinks with them outside. Suddenly the garden lights were switched off. It was too dark. They couldn’t even see each other’s faces, someone must have accidentally switched off the lights.

They sat him down, by the tree.

“Now the real celebration starts!” said Vicky.

Soon Rickesh and Vicky were also heavily drunk due to the strong bourbon spirits. They nudged Arnav by the tree. He was looking at them.

“I like your secretary, she’s hot!” said Rickesh.

“Yeah – how come you haven’t bedded her yet? If you won’t, I will!” said Vicky.

“She’s just after the money and the status – like all the other bitches!” spat out Arnav.

“What you need to do, is to have some sex with a stranger!” suggested Rickesh.

“Yeah – dude. That is perfect. You can do it tonight as well. It’s the celebration night – you deserve some relief!” said Vicky.

“No, you pricks. I can’t just have some sex with a stranger!” shouted Arnav, opening another bottle to drink.

“I dare you – Arnav Singh Raizada to have sex with a stranger! Come on, be a man! We will go inside, and send you a nice girl to enjoy! You wait here!” said Rickesh.

“Yeah, we will get a line of girls, they aren’t gonna refuse some hot mid-night sex with you!” said Vicky.

Before, Arnav could utter a syllable, they were gone. Arnav carried on drinking, thinking that they will send someone.