A CALL

Salvatore looked at Dante one last time before placing the gun on his head and pulling the trigger. The brain spilt but that did nothing to make Salvatore flinch. He just handed over the gun to his henchmen and wiped his hand with a tissue and walked out as Dante's men shivered from head to toe. Salvatore just appraised them with a glance and signalled to his associates and soon, one after another 70 men in the room fell and Salvatore's face is yet to show any sort of emotion.

"Capo you have a call," said one of his associates Delino. He looked a bit shaken but okay. The kid was one of the new recruits. "Sir Avanindra Vallar," said Delino with reverence.

Salvatore took the call. The man was his mentor and in his time the most powerful mafia don to rule the world. The man and his husband had tried their best to keep Salvatore away from the mafia, but it never worked.

"Sir," said Salvatore attending the call and no one was shocked. It was an open secret that Salvatore only listened to Vallar patriarch.

"Aryan is in danger, I need you here. I don't trust anyone else with his life. Will you come?" asked the voice from the other side.

"Give me the 15 hour flight time sir and I will be there," said Salvatore.

Salvatore, once the call ended looked at Delino.

"I need to leave for Zaveri in the next half an hour," said Salvatore.

"And cancel all my meetings for the next one week," he said looking at his second in command Carolin. Carolin was one of the few people who had his trust. She nodded.

"And go meet your guy when you get the time," said Salvatore as he walked off.

"Its nice of you to think about your future brother— in— law Capo, now come on I am sure he will understand, but I am not leaving you alone to deal with the shit that awaits you there alone. Let me remind you that Aryan Vallar shows up on our hit list at least once in a day. The guy is utter chaos and there is no mafia he has not picked a fight with," said Carolin.

"Is he clean?" asked Salvatore.

"Yes," said Carolin.

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Aryan threw the vase in his hand at the door. He heard it break into a million pieces with satisfaction. He broke every single thing in the hall and finally when his anger subsided

looked at his dad who was so bloody calm as he sat there reading a book. The old man looked up.

"My decision stays Aryan. You are going to have a bodyguard of my choice," said Avanindra.

"I am not a kid and can take care of myself just fine. I don't see the need to employ a professional bodyguard. I have my guys who had been in my security detail for so long now that they are family. And I am Aryan Vallar. I sure as hell can deal with a few mafia donkeys," said Aryan running a hand through his neck length hair which had a few beautiful curls.

"Aryan, I have known Salvatore for so long. Your dad and I have known him since our Italian days. He will be the best to do this," said Avanindra.

"Who is this guy anyway? Does he have that great a track record against mafia?" asked Aryan.

Avanindra sighed. He sure as hell was not going to tell his son that the man who is going to protect him is the nightmare of many across the globe, mafia's included. That would not go down well with his son and he wanted Salvatore's presence kept quiet as much as possible or Salvatore would end up drawing enemies to himself and become a target.

Avanindra had left the mafia world and the throne, the day he lost Venkat. Venkat, his husband and Aryan's other dad had died taking bullets for him and Aryan. That was 20 years before. Aryan was eight then. Salvatore was 18 at the time and he insisted to stay back and after 2 more years, following the death of Salvatore's sister at the hand of the then mafia head he was working for, ended up killing him. The journey had been bloody since then.

Salvatore despised flesh trade and that made him the cog in the wheel for many others. That was only the beginning. 18 years later, Salvatore is the most powerful man on the globe and he had brought those who killed Venkat to Avanindra's feet.

Avanindra's health was deteriorating. He knew he might die any day now and before he does, he just wanted to make sure that even if something happens to him, Aryan will have someone to take care of him. Salvatore was family. Salvatore has never seen Aryan in all these years but he was sure the man will protect his son at all cost.

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Aryan fumed. He was not going to go down that easily. Whoever this Salvatore guy is, he is going to run for his life on the first day itself.

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