"I gave you all one task. Just one task!" Shubman's voice boomed in the whole room. He was currently inside one of his bases talking with the guards.

"Sir we can ex-xplain," One of the guard stuttered.

"Explain what? That you can't even keep an eye on an adult and you all are top class bodyguards?" Shubman scoffed.

"Sir it wasn't our mistake. Vo chotu bada shaitan tha," Another guard said.

[Shorty was very mischievous]

"Chotu? But isn't Yash's height like 6'2 or something?" Shubman looked at them in confusion.
[Shorty?]

[A/N - He already got every info about Yash Hundai meanwhile the guards were kidnapping him from Delhi to Mumbai]

"Ahh well about that Sir, we accidentally kidnapped the wrong guy," The guard shivered a bit seeing how Shubman's face turned stoic.

"You all are just begging to die at this point," Shubman muttered.

"Sir we are really sorry. We got the information that Yash would be at his home but then he was called for an emergency flight. And their son in law was in his room at the time we reached so we misunderstood him for Yash," The guard explained taking a step back.

"Son in law?" Shubman raised his eyebrows.

"Ms. Aditi Hundai's boyfriend, but her family has pretty much raised him. We got all the information on him." The guard said quickly urging his subordinate to hand him the file.

"Finally you could do one thing right," Shubman sighed taking the file and looking at it.

The bodyguards smiled slightly in relief.

"Don't think I am impressed though, find the guy asap or I would be rethinking my decision to keep you all alive," Shubman said while going out of the base.

He had a few base in Mumbai but the main one was in the outskirts, where he does all his mafia work. The security was top notch there as Shubman himself goes there atleast 3-4 times a week.

Even now also, he was going there only to check his database. But he had to come here instead because of his dumb squad who can't even keep an eye on one person.

Getting inside his car he opened the file of Ishan while driving to his main base.

"Sunrise Orphanage?" Shubman murmured reading the Orphanage name where he grew up.

"It can't be him right? There are many Ishan kishan in the world, he must be in the other state branch." Shubman hummed putting the file aside.

"But what if it's him?" Shubman contemplated while driving out of their base.

Just within a few radius a guy jumped in front of his car.

"Do you want to di–"

"Sir please help me, there are a few guys after me. They even tried to kidnap me. Please take me to police station," Ishan Kishan said knocking onto the tinted windows.

"Get in," Shubman replied unlocking the door of passenger seat.

Ishan smiled widely while quickly entering inside.

"Thank you so much my dude. You don't know how much scared I was for my life. Those guys who tried to kidnap me were bulky as hell." Ishan blabbered while closing the door.

"Good thing the windows are tinted then. They won't be able to catch you," Shubman smirked.

"Yeah thank gosh, oh by the way I am Ishan Kishan," Ishan replied while smiling widely.

"Shu—"

"I know you are the Shubman Gill. Who wouldn't know the world's most successful businessman," Ishan shrugged.

"Cool, where do you want to go?" Shubman asked staring at him.

"The nearest police station? I seriously dunno where I am. I am not even sure if I am still in Delhi or not." Ishan muttered taking the end of seatbelt and tried to put it on.

"You are certainly not still in Delhi," Shubman chuckled shaking his head seeing him trying to untangle himself from the seatbelt.

"Where am I then?" Ishan asked.

"In Mumbai, wait let me do it." Shubman snickered taking the seatbelt from his hands.

"I-I am sorry it's just I never learned to do it," Ishan mumbled.

"It certainly seems so, how did you tangled the seatbelt so messily," Shubman snorted unbuckling his own seatbelt and leaned closer to Ishan.

"It's not my fault, okay? I was in a hurry and it just got all twisted up," Ishan said, trying to defend himself.

"What's the hurry? The goons won't be coming here anytime soon."

Ishan jolted pulling away from him abruptly when Shubman leaned a bit too close.

"I was just pulling the anchor ring," Shubman said showing the strap in his hand.

"I am sorry you were just so close I thought..."

"You thought what?"

"You know you are that and you were advancing towards me so I couldn't help but think that" Ishan mumbled.

"I am what?"

"Oh come on why do you want me to say it and make everything more awkward? Let's just go to the police station mate."

"No we are not going anywhere unless you tell me what do you mean by saying 'that'" Shubman scowled.

"I don't mean anything. You said that yourself in front of everyone that you are gay," Ishan spit out the word like his tongue got on fire by saying it.

"You are homophobic, why should I help you in that case huh? Why not go and take help from the straight people like you? I am sure those goons there would be straight and will help you get away," Shubman scoffed sitting back onto his seat.

"Relax mate why are you getting so worked upon? I apologize okay? Please just take me to any nearby police station and you will never get to see me again." Ishan said.

"Never see you again my ass" Shubman snorted.

"What do you mean? Listen please help me just once o—" Ishan stopped as he accidentally toppled over the file which was on the edge of his seat.

"I am so sorry I will get it" Ishan said bending to pick it up. Shubman swatted his hand away in hurry picking up the file himself.

"Chill I was not snooping. Wait these two things you forgot," Ishan said picking up the pictures.

"Why is my picture here?" Ishan asked looking at them.

"Didn't your parents taught you to not peep in other people's stuff?" Shubman said taking the pictures from him.

"Why do you have my pictures?" Ishan asked again.

"The door won't open kiddo, I have locked it long ago. Try all you want," Shubman said turning on the ignition of his car.

"You are kidnapping me, I will scream for help." Ishan threatened.

"Scream all you want but who will listen here? Nobody comes to this part of city. You won't find any residential area within hundreds of kilometres. All you can see here is just abundant warehouses." Shubman shrugged while starting to drive.

Ishan dived to mess up with the steering.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Shubman asked suddenly stopping the car.

"I won't let you kidnap me again. I just saved myself from getting kidnap with 6 bulky goons. I can definitely save myself from you too." Ishan said trying to kick the door.

"The only person who can save you from here is me." Shubman chuckled looking amusingly at his attempt.

"Even the great Khali can't break this door. Do you even know in which car are you sitting right now? Wait, you never sat in a car once how would you even know," Shubman snickered.

"I just never get to sit in the front seat. It doesn't mean I never sat in any car and I don't know about anything," Ishan said roughly banging on the door.

"Stop trying, it is of no use." Shubman sighed taking out something from his pocket.

"What are you doing? Get away from me you creep. I will kill you, move back." Ishan screamed kicking at his thighs.

Shubman grunted in pain before pulling him into a headlock and putting a cloth over his mouth.

Ishan screamed trying to get away from  him but the grip was just too strong and  the chloroform was also making it difficult for him to stay conscious.

Soon enough Ishan's protest stopped as he laid limp in Shubman's arms.

"Fuck you were so strong," Shubman grunted before making him lay back on the seat.

Putting on the seatbelt for both of them he drove away.

"I could take you back there but I am sure you will easily break away from there again. So I will just take you somewhere else." Shubman muttered zooming away.

He took out his phone messaging one of his members to gain some more information about this Ishan.

"You really look a lot similar to Ishu Kishu," Shubman sighed patting his head.

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Just a few boring filler chapters and then the real fun will start soon enough