बैड बॉयज (लव एडिशन) - Chapter 3

Posted by Sarvam • Sep 04, 2025 06:33 AM

It was morning when Rohan's crying had started once again. Managing two children without Rushali was truly a difficult task. But Rishabh had taken the responsibility of one, so Mark was able to focus all his attention on Rohan. In the meantime, he didn't care that his attention had completely shifted away from the club for the first time. Mark had no idea what was happening there.

He was sitting in the hall when a voice came from the door, "Can we come in?"

Mark had a milk bottle in his hand. Talking to Rohan, he was trying to feed him. Suddenly his eyes went cold when he saw Vishwas Mehra standing in front of him.

Vishwas Mehra came inside with his younger brother, Vikas. There were some other people with them. Seeing this, Rishabh stood up from his place. Rishi immediately got scared and followed behind him.

Mark did not move from his place at all. Vishwas sat directly on the sofa in front of him and said, "I heard about your friend, that's why I'm coming now. Even if we had problems by then. But my brother wanted to make sure you didn't have any."

Mark cast his cold gaze towards Vikas, and Vikas smiled deeply.

Vishwas then drew Mark's attention and said, "Did you file a case against my brother, Mr. Mark?"

"Your brother is only seventeen, Mr. Mehra. Don't you know that? Firstly, he enters the club by lying and paying money. On top of that, he wants to get into fights there," Mark said angrily.

"That's right, Mr. Mark. He's a child, such mistakes happen in childhood. But you understand what kind of effect cases like this will have on his career later on, don't you?" Vishwas said.

"I understand perfectly that you have come to ask me to withdraw the case. I will do so if you promise that your brother will never be seen near my club again," Mark said directly, without beating around the bush.

"If everything is being resolved peacefully, then absolutely. It will be done as you say," Vishwas said, bowing his head slightly.

"Then you may come in now," Mark asked for permission, and Vishwas stood up with a fake smile. He glanced at Rushali's picture and then faked sympathy for the children. Then he started to leave with his people.

But Vikas was still standing there. With a smile on his lips, he came forward, bent down on his knees, and leaned in front of Mark, "Just wait until I turn eighteen. After that, I can come to see you whenever I want. Until then, I have to control myself."

Saying that, he touched Rohan's cheek with his finger, "The baby looks good in your arms. It's hard to tell who is cuter."

And the next moment he pecked Mark's cheek and ran away. Rishabh's eyes widened and his mouth fell open. Mark's face was full of world-class anger. Vikas didn't give him a chance to say anything, otherwise, he would have definitely told him off.

Meanwhile, he remembered Rishabh, and his gaze naturally shifted. Rishabh, who had been standing in surprise until now, suddenly turned red and picked up Rishi, stomping his foot in anger, he walked away.

Mark blinked a couple of times. "He has a problem with me flirting. But he never notices his own jealousy. Anyway, you need a lot of time. I'm giving you space. So that you can try to understand these distances."

He said to himself and smiled slightly, then said to Rohan, "Your father is the most foolish, grumpy, and stubborn person in the world. You must not become like him. You have to be lively and happy like your mother. Okay?"

Rohan happily made a sound, and Mark burst into laughter.

In another part of the same city, Vyasacharya entered the grand Acharya Mansion, carrying an eight-year-old child on his back.

Outside the house, there was a statue of a black stone eagle. Exactly the same image was carved on a wall, visible directly in front of the main entrance. An old man was sitting on the sofa in front of it. The three-year-old child was playing near him.

Upon seeing Vyas, he said in a cold voice, "Kabir was attacked again?"

"With the King around, no one can touch a single hair of his prince, Kabir. Everything is fine," Vyas said casually, bringing Kabir and placing him on the sofa.

The child playing below stood up abruptly and smiled, "Dad! Brother, you've arrived? I've been waiting for so long."

"Yes, Samyu!" Vyas said, picking up his younger son, Samir.

Meanwhile, his father brought Kabir closer to him and looked at him carefully. He could not relax until his eyes were convinced that Kabir was fine.

Just then, someone came rushing and snatched Kabir's school bag from a guard's hand. Then, going to Kabir, she held his hand and started to take him away.

Vyas could not utter a word until she was gone. Then, in a low voice, he said, "What happened to our queen? Did you tell her about the attack?"

"She heard it, so what can I do now?" his father shrugged casually.

"Dad, you too. Sometimes you behave like children. I know you did this deliberately to get scolded," Vyas said with slight displeasure, placed Samir in his lap, and ran after his wife, Smita, to appease her.

Vyas's father smiled. "He's never afraid of his father. He's afraid of his wife. Love marriage!"

When Vyas reached the room, Smita was changing Kabir's uniform.

Hesitantly, Vyas entered and sat on the bed at some distance from Smita.

"Are you hungry, or did you eat something outside?" Smita asked Kabir in a cold voice.

Kabir looked at his father helplessly, and Vyas said, "Take your anger out on me. Why the child...!"

A single glare from Smita was enough to shut Vyas up.

"We didn't eat anything outside today, Mom. I'm hungry," Kabir replied immediately. There was an atmosphere of fear between father and son regarding the queen.

"Wash your hands and face. I'll bring something," Smita said, getting up, but Vyas suddenly held her hand. As soon as Kabir went into the washroom, Vyas hugged Smita tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe.

She struggled to free herself, but Vyas was also stubborn. "I won't let go until you apologize and talk to me."

Smita sighed deeply and let out a cold breath, "Yes, let go. I forgive you. Otherwise, you might kill me while asking for forgiveness."

Suddenly loosening his grip, Vyas gently kissed her cheek.

When Kabir came out and saw both husband and wife sitting calmly, his eyes narrowed. He muttered in a cold voice, "By acting, they scare the whole house. Let me grow up once, then I will do this."

Smita glared at him, "I can see your symptoms already; you're becoming spoiled. Vyas, handle him in time."

"Ah... I only have two hands. In which I can only handle you," Vyas said, looking at her lovingly. He didn't even notice what Smita had said.

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बैड बॉयज (लव एडिशन) - Chapter 3

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