Obsessive Flames of Love

Rudra sat in the swiveling black chair with his legs crossed and flipping the ongoing construction report of the hotel. The pin-drop silence in the study room was replaced by his boots clicking. His sloe eyes pin down the financial details. The brim of his lips gave a derisive curve.

“Thanks to all the delays and ruckus from the builder, Harish, the deal was going nowhere.” Rudra noticed when an offensive look emerged in his obsidian-brown eyes. “At this rate, the hotel is going to create a huge loss if I didn’t do something,” He decided while an evil aura danced around him.

Rudra slammed the glossy white table with disdain, and the files lying on it turned upside down. He stood up in a swift moment by racking his hair and leaned on the wood color designed wall when Tamaz sped to his room. “Hey, Bro! What’s wrong with you in the dawn?” Tamaz asked in an abnormal breath with a shout.

Rudra glanced at him with unreadable eyes without speaking a word. “What were you trying to decipher?” Tamaz raised his curiosity with a narrow squint. Rudra adjusted his cufflinks, “Deal with Harish Asap. I won’t tolerate his nonsense anymore.” He said in a flat voice. Tamaz nodded with a wink.

With that, Tamaz went into the kitchen and brewed a black coffee. “Hm… This aroma helps me relieve my stress!” He exclaimed while brainstorming. By the time, he finished sipping his coffee, “I guess it’s better to make a deal with the builder.”

Tamaz drifted his palm into his pocket to grab his mobile. To his surprise, he didn’t find it. “Shit! Where did I keep my mobile last night?” He groaned while brushing his temples and strode to the living room. “Here you are?” Tamaz tapped his head with ease.

Gripping the mobile, he dialed Harish. After about three rings, “Hi, Harish.”

“Hi, Mr. Tamaz. May I know why you called me this early?” Harish lifted while rubbing his eyes.

“Yes, Let’s have a meeting today?” Tamaz added gruffly.

A mocking smile danced on Harish’s lips hearing that. “You want to negotiate with me now? Interesting,” he thought while his drowsiness vanished.

“Sure. At what time?”

“How about 12:30 PM at The Oberoi hotel?” Tamaz suggested while his brows raised.

“That’s okay with me.”

“Okay.”

Tamaz twirled his mobile with running thoughts, “I need to make sure to succeed in convincing him.”

He strolled to the beautiful garden, watching the golden rays of the sun give a bright color to the clouds, “I know how meticulously Rudra designed the plan of this Seven-star hotel ‘IRC Atlantis’. He wanted it to be a perfect luxurious shot.”

“We worked our ass-off on this. Yet, Harish has tried to cause trouble? Did he grow his balls?”

“I see his work for the past four years. He is well acquainted with The Chauhan Group of Companies. He even built many constructions in collaboration with us. What made him behave like a problematic person now?” Tamaz messed his hair in annoyance.

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Tamaz wore a beige suit paired with a white shirt and a red tie. With perfectly gelled hair, the costume highlighted his tall figure and brawny muscles. The handsome charm engulfed him. His grey eyes landed on his Rolex oyster steel watch.

Almost 11:00 AM. He hopped into his Audi Cabriolet and stepped off. At around noon, Tamaz arrived at The Oberoi, to meet Harish. He ambled into the private room, and Harish was already present. His eyes opened wide in surprise because their meeting wasn’t until 12:30 PM. Even thirty minutes early and Harish was already waiting for him. He didn’t understand but faked a smile.

Tamaz extended his hand to Harish, and he politely responded. His pupils narrowed with a piercing glare. The waiter quickly came in, they gave their orders. Over lunch, they discussed the details related to the hotel construction.

“How is it going on with the new construction?” Tamaz questioned airily.

Hearing that, Harish paused, and gazed at Tamaz, “What’s there to tell? You knew how it is happening.” Harish gave a smug look and began eating.

“Huh! I need to know what’s really behind this before I can make a deal.” Tamaz thought and remained silent for a few minutes.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Tamaz raised his head, “You are claiming that it doesn’t accommodate the law? But the legalities were done properly before handing the construction to you.”

“I know about the construction rules. If I said it’s wrong, then it’s wrong.”

“You mean we didn’t know them?” Tamaz asked in a gruff tone.

“I never said that. Why did you think like that? Maybe in your view, it’s true?” Harish mocked.

Tamaz clenched in fists, “what the hell is going on with him? We’ve worked together for years. Something is wrong. Only Rudra can deal with this.” After some thought, Tamaz tried to give it one more shot.

“We already sent you the base payment related of fifty crores, the rest will be given after checking the process. If you want a little more than that, we’re willing. Don’t make the wrong choice now.”

Harish blew him off, acting like he owned the world.

“You don’t know how Rudra will deal with you if you don’t agree with me now.” Tamaz made him wishy-washy. Still, Harish didn’t listen.

His eyes shot daggers, “Don’t mess up with Mr. Ishan Rudra Chauhan. Be careful, or be ready to face the consequences.” Tamaz declared furiously. Storming out of the room, he quickly paid the bill and returned to the office. Knocking on Rudra’s office door, Tamaz was in luck, Rudra was in.

“Rudra, I tried talking with him, but he’s not willing to listen. He has some backing support now, it’s the only reason he’d act like this. You need to deal with him your way now.” Tamaz intimated and took his leave.

“Harish!” Rudra asserted in a dark tone. “You aren’t worthy of the chance then. Fine with me.” He ridiculed Harish’s guts. “I knew how to make things work.” With that, his slender fingers pressed the bell.

In an instant, a knock came by. “Come in,” Rudra said while rolling his eyes at the collaboration documents from The Magenta Builders.

“Boss!”

“Get me the latest report on Harish,” Rudra said without eyeing Maahir while his gaze focused on the files.

Maahir instantly responded, “Okay.”

“I want it by the end of today.” Rudra added in his authoritative tone and Maahir nodded. Seeing Maahir still standing there, Rudra’s gaze narrowed and queried with his brows furrowed, “Anything else?”

“Regarding the collaboration with Umbro technologies, their team was here for a presentation.”

The name felt so familiar and Rudra was in his thoughts for a second, and asked while twirling the pen in his hands, “At what time is it?”

“In an hour, sir.”

Hearing that, he rubbed his temples and with a sigh, he questioned, “Did they take my appointment?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’ve to attend another meeting at that time. Get the Software department head to attend on my behalf.”

“But… your presence is needed to sign off the project,” Maahir added in a hurry.

Glancing at Maahir, Rudra shook his head and said in his stern tone, “Forward me the presentation. I’ll check it, then send it to them.” Maahir nodded and left.

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