A/N - Read the last two chaps so you all can understand what is happening. Sorry for being inactive, I am gonna give updates on my other two books as well today or till tmr morning [if I end up sleeping midway]

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"You know you don't have to go by yourself. I can drop you,"

"It's okay, I can go by myself. You have already done a lot today,"

Mayank smiled at Abhishek who was leaning against his car.

"Mayank I did nothing except hanging out with you. So don't think you have been a trouble for me. Infact by spending time with you, I am also feeling a lot relaxed from my office work.

"I appreciate I could help you in relaxing as well but Abhishek you already have spent the whole day listening me whine over my breakup. You should go back home it's almost 11 pm, I will hail a cab for me." Mayank replied.

"Mayank let me take you back, it was me who took you out here. You don't even know where you are right now, let me take you back till the city atleast." Abhishek said.

"I know we are in the outskirts area, and you told me about your house stuff while we were enjoying sugarcane in the farm. So I do remember your house is quite opposite to where my hotel is. It's already late so I don't want to trouble you."

"It's not much late and besides I live in Mumbai so I know everything about this place but you are not. I just want to make sure you reach safely,"

"I will message you when I reach back hotel naa. It's already 11pm...if you will drop me at hotel then it will make you reach back home around 1 or something."

"And it's fine here in Mumbai. Don't worry we are not in Delhi, besides I will drop you in no time." Abhishek said dragging him to the car.

"N- wait you can't just pick me. Put me down," Mayank yelped as Abhishek was done with arguing and just pulled the guy into his shoulders.

Mayank slapped his ass continously and yelled to put him down but Abhishek was having none of that.

"Do you have a spanking kink or something?" Abhishek hissed when he finally put the lad down on the passenger seat.

"You know this can be counted as kidnapping," Mayank scowled putting on the seatbelt, ignoring his statement for some major reason.

"I am driving you to your hotel, I am basically being your unpaid driver...it would be kidnapping if I- actually yes...let me kidnap you," Abhishek smirked locking the car and turning on the ignition.

"What do you mean?" Mayank looked at him with confused eyes.

"I mean that I am kidnapping you Mr Markande," Abhishek grinned while driving to the city.

"Eh? Don't tell me you are a serial killer," Mayank snickered.

"Not a serial killer but yeah I might do a freelancing job of mafia," Abhishek shrugged.

"Lmao what? Freelancer as a mafia?" Mayank laughed.

"Yeah you know I might work as a detective sometimes under the India's most renowned mafia, the prince of the underworld who is feared by the whole country," Abhishek smirked.

"Yeah if it's true then I am marrying you tomorrow," Mayank continued laughing.

"Fancy being your husband Mayank," Abhishek snorted.

"Okay jokes aside please tell me where you are taking me?" Mayank asked.

"To my home, this way you won'tfeel guilty for making me late." Abhishek said.

"Your house? Why?- oh," Mayank whispered, his face turning stoic and his smile vanished.

Abhishek furrowed his eyebrows glancing at him for a second before focusing on the road.

"What happened? Do you not want to come to my home?" Abhishek asked.

"No no, I am sorry for being a moodkiller. You did so much for me today, this is the least I should do." Mayank said quickly plastering a smile on his face.

"Mayank, what are you saying? I can't understand,"

"No it's okay Abhishek, I mean all the times we have met we ended up being intimate then I should have known today als-" Mayank yelped when Abhishek stopped the car suddenly.

"What the fuck Mayank? Do you think I am taking you to my home for a hook up?" Abhishek hissed.

"I—" Mayank was interrupted with Abhishek's phone ringing. Abhishek took out his phone, scowling when seeing the number and got out of the car in the middle of road.

Mayank looked at him skeptically. Couldn't Abhishek atleast complete their talk?

Meanwhile with Abhishek, some of his anger dissipated when he heard what happened with Naman. Or should we say what he did with Naman.

Nevertheless, Abhishek was happy knowing this Naman is out of the way now.

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"Why are you so tensed?"

Upon hearing the voice Shubman jerked his head quickly pining the guy down on the bed.

Ishan snorted being under Shubman, looking at him in amusement.

"What the fuck do you think you were doing huh?" Shubman growled.

"What? Didn't you allowed me to come and change into any of your clothes?" Ishan said pointing towards the shirt he has changed into.

"Stop acting dumb. What did you add in that coke huh? And how did you got that thing?" Shubman asked while glaring at him.

"Ouh the sleeping pills? Tell your cook to never leave his sleeping meds inside the kitchen again. I accidentally dumped the whole pack in the coke," Ishan shrugged.

"You think you are being slick huh? Do you think you can get away? You will never be able to escape from this mansion," Shubman said pulling Ishan closer by his neck.

Ishan's breath hitched when Shubman held his body by his neck. He wasn't even that much lightweight but still Shubman held him so easily.

"I-I know I can't. But I was not doing this to escape. Because if I did then I would have tried going out, but I was here checking out your wardrobe all along," Ishan muttered.

"You think I won't understand your mind games? You want me to think you can escape from here whenever you want to huh? But you would never be able to take one step out of the house. You want  to see? Come on," Shubman halted picking up Ishan in his arms making him squeak out.

In a few strides they stood in the hallway just a few steps away from the main gate. Shubman put Ishan down and told the two guards standing just in front of the gate to step aside.

"Go," Shubman said pushing Ishan towards the gate.

"What?" Ishan looked at him confusedly.

"I said go out. If you do then I won't come after you. You are free," Shubman retorted staring at him.

Ishan stared at him for a few seconds before taking a few uncertain steps towards the gate.

Shubman will not let him escape so easily. There must be a catch. Are there two bouncers outside to beat him up?

Wait...what if there is nobody, Shubman is just trying to play mind games with him. He thinks Ishan won't try because he is scared?

Too bad...Ishan would never let go of this golden opportunity.

Welp, the opportunity was not a good one though because the moment Ishan's hands came in contact with the door he felt a sudden jolt of electric shock.

Ishan groaned quickly leaving it as his knees turned weak due to the electricity surging inside his body. He turned around to glare at Shubman who had a stony expression on his face.

"Aren't you going to try to open the door?" Shubman raised his eyebrows.

"Asshole," Ishan sneered.

"I am, and now I am going to show you why I am an asshole. You think you can just pull up shit and I would let you go?" Shubman retorted back.

"W-why? Didn't you punished me just now?" Ishan's face morphed into shock. Why did he not thought of the consequences before trying to act like this?

"It wasn't a punishment. It was  reminder, that no matter what you try I will always be a step ahead of you." Shubman said grabbing him by his arms.

"Where are you taking me? Leave me," Ishan scowled but Shubman didn't replied instead forced him to walk upstairs.

Shubman's grip on Ishan's arm tightened when Ishan tried to wiggle out of his grasp.

As they reached upstairs, Shubman immediately took Ishan to his room and practically threw him inside.

Ishan grunted rubbing his bicep where Shubman was holding him a second ago.

"What's the time right now?" Shubman asked to the guard standing just outside Ishan's room.

"11:57 pm, it's going to be midnight in just three minutes." The guard replied.

Shubman stared at Ishan for a second before his expressions hardened again.

"You will kneel in that corner, clasp your hands behind your back and remain that way until seven in the morning. No breaks, no bathroom, no sleep." Shubman muttered pointing towards a corner of the room.

"And why do you think I will listen to you?" Ishan cocked his head.

"Fine, if you want to act as a brat then I have no problem in taming you like that. If you won't listen to me then I will also forget about what I promises you. So just know whatever will happen in the future, you were the one to brought it upon yourself." Shubman shrugged.

"You wouldn't dare," Ishan scowled.

"Wanna bet?" Shubman gave a cocky grin knowing he got upper hand in the situation.

"But you promised you won't hurt me,"

"Till you listen to me. And certainly youa re not listening to me right now,"

"Okay fine...I will do as you say. Please just keep your end of promise," Ishan said quickly getting into the position Shubman told him to.

"Remember there are cameras in the room, and a guard will also be there the whole time to watch you over so if you even moved one bit before seven am the next punishment will be more worse," Shubman said before walking out of the room.

Ishan looked at the wall in front of him, kneeling comfortably.

Ishan was a bit surprised with the punishment Shubman had chosen for him. He had expected worse.

But it's a good thing Shubman went with this one. Ishan was relieved.

Oh boy, only if he knew what the actual punishment was. The worse was yet to come in a few hours.