Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom-Chapter 372 : Das is the Reason for All

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In the silent, velvety night, the clock's hands pointed stubbornly at 3 o'clock. Within the halls of the palace, Das moved with the grace of a shadow, evading any hint of sound or presence as he don't want to disturb anyone. Red Rose followed him silently.

While travelling from airport to Palace, they avoided all possible cameras and busy places for the sake of secrecy.

As they navigated the palace's serpentine corridors, they reached Red Rose's room. Das leaned in and placed a tender kiss on her cheek. "Thank you," he whispered softly, his words dripping with gratitude and warmth.

Red Rose acknowledged his gesture with a nod and a faint smile before parting ways, disappearing into her room. Exhaustion weighed on her shoulders, a heavy shroud that clung to her form. Das, gestured her to sleep tight. With an appreciative glance, she slipped into her quarters, ready to embrace the respite that sleep promised.

For Das, his journey led to central room where Stella and baby are sleeping, a sanctuary where the fragile threads of their lives intertwined.

In her peaceful repose, Stella lay in blissful oblivion. Her rhythmic breaths painted a serene tableau, the cadence of life itself. The battle-worn hero could not help but feel a surge of tenderness wash over him as he observed her. The toll of the night's events weighed heavily on her, evident in the lines of weariness that crinkled her features.

But first Das went to shower. The stench of blood and the oily residue of blood clung to his being. A long, cleansing shower was in order, a ritual to wash away the night's grime. As the water cascaded over him, he welcomed the sensation of purification, each drop a balm for his spirit.

With meticulous care, he scrubbed away the physical remnants of the confrontation, leaving his skin free from the trappings of death.

Once reborn in his nightclothes, Das turned his attention to the heart of his world—baby Serena. Staring her delicate form, he marvelled at the tiny life entrusted to his care. Her vulnerability and innocence were a stark contrast to the world he inhabited, and he vowed to protect her with all his might.

Placing her gently on his chest, he watched as her small fingers instinctively reached out, as if seeking the warmth of his embrace.

As the night breathed on, Stella stirred from her slumber. Her drowsy eyes flickered open, revealing pools of tranquillity that shone in the dim light. She shifted closer to Das, a silent testament to the comfort and security she found in his presence. A soft, inquiring whisper escaped his lips, "Is everything okay?"

Stella responded not with words but with a tender nod, her trust in him unwavering. Wrapped in each other's arms, they found solace in the stillness of the night, a tranquil moment amidst the tempest that was their life. In that sacred space, love, and devotion transcended the chaos of their world, reminding them of the fragile beauty that bloomed even in the darkest of hours.

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In the hushed morning hours, Mumbai began to stir to life, the city's pulse quickening with the arrival of an entourage of individuals. Among them were members of the esteemed Farus family, their loyal allies, and those who had sworn their allegiance to their cause.

The air was charged with anticipation and tension as they gathered beneath the sprawling canopy of a tent, where the heart of their family's fate would be discussed.

Within the confines of the tent, a council of minds convened. At its centre stood the family manager, a lady whose wisdom and experience had guided the Farus family through generations of challenges.

Beside her, the old man who stopped the war last night, Beside him, Princess Amara, the embodiment of grace and strength, her sister Latha, a fiery spirit with a penchant for logic, completed the table of decision-makers.

The old man, a venerable presence within the Farus family, scrutinised Latha's words with a discerning gaze. He leaned forward, his voice a measured inquiry that cut through the morning air like a blade. Enjoy exclusive content from novelbuddy

"So, you are saying, the Aries family enticed Das?"

Latha, undeterred by the gravity of the situation, presented her evidence—a photograph capturing the Aries family's young master, Luis, departing from the Abdullah family Palace in the old city where Das is living at present. It was a compelling argument, one that suggested a clandestine meeting with Das, a man whose allegiance had been uncertain in recent times.

Her voice was steady as she spoke, underscoring her conviction. "Yes, uncle. Last time he ventured into the Aries family camp alone and emerged unscathed. Now, we have undeniable proof of the Aries family's young master visiting him in person. Don't you think something is amiss?"

A heavy silence descended upon the assembly. The weight of Latha's words hung in the air, an unspoken question that demanded answers. Impatience began to gnaw at her as she sensed a hesitation to fully embrace her reasoning.

But then, it was Latha again who broke the silence, her voice carrying the weight of authority and determination. "Sister, why do you still not entertain the notion that Das is betraying us? If we can exert pressure upon him, force his hand, he may yield Luis to us. This could be a golden opportunity, one that we cannot afford to squander."

Her words ignited a spark of excitement in the new family manager's heart, and her voice rang out with eagerness as she voiced her agreement. "Haha… good… very good. Threaten that fellow Das, and he may lead us to Luis. Once we have the Aries family young master within our grasp, we can extract the answers we seek. This is a chance we must seize."

In the confines of the tent, the Farus family council found itself at a crossroads, contemplating the enigmatic Das and the unpredictable path that lay ahead. The fate of two powerful families hung in the balance, and every decision made would ripple through the turbulent currents of their world.

But against to the opinion of her sister Latha, Princess Amara, with her unwavering commitment to her promises, was determined to uphold her word and protect Das from undue interference.

"But Bella (the Family Manager), I promised him that I won't intervene in his personal life and that I'd shield him from dangers posed by the hidden families. If we threaten him now, it's as if I'm breaking my promise," Princess Amara countered, her voice firm and resolute. Her belief in Das's loyalty remained steadfast, and she sought to offer an alternative perspective.

Her words found an ally in the old uncle, a sage within the Farus family whose wisdom transcended time. He too believed in Das's integrity and voiced his support.

"I personally think Das is still on our side. He's not like anyone else. I met him personally. Look at what he's done for this city. Have you considered the possibility that Luis attempted negotiation, and Das rejected it? It's a possibility we cannot dismiss."

Latha, however, bristled with anger as she watched her sister, Princess Amara, supported for Das's innocence. Her impatience surged, but Bella, a voice of pragmatism and resolution, reacted swiftly to address the concerns raised.

"Princess, it's not the time for assumptions," Bella retorted, her voice unwavering. She was determined to steer the council toward a decisive course of action.

"Even if Das remains loyal to us, we must use him to ensnare Young Master Luis and gain control over the Aries family. We have no other viable option. Reports suggest that the Aries family has marshalled its defensive resources to protect their camps. If we miss this opportunity, we may never have another chance to ensnare the Aries family."

The family manager, undeterred by Princess Amara's reservations, issued her orders firmly, unwavering in her determination to pursue the course of action that promised the best outcome.

"Latha, gather your gear. I will accompany you on this mission personally. We shall undertake this task ourselves."

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As Latha's face broke into a triumphant smile, she hurriedly departed for the camp's armoury, eager to prepare for the mission ahead.

Serena, conflicted and with a heavy heart, couldn't bring herself to oppose Bella's plan. Beneath her apprehensions, there was a simmering desire for vengeance that refused to be extinguished.

For centuries, the family heirs of the Farus family had remained untouchable, their stature invulnerable to any external threats. But now, the unthinkable had occurred—the young master of the Farus family had met an untimely demise without a clear cause.

On the other side of the city...

The Aries family camp buzzed with a state of high alert. Luis, however, remained unfazed by the cautions and warnings from headquarters. He was resolute in his determination, gathering a select group of capable men for a daring raid on the palace.

Nyx, with her insights and forewarnings, tried to dissuade him from the reckless course of action, but her words fell upon deaf ears.

Luis's thoughts were singularly fixated on the captivating beauty of Princess Serena, driving him to push forward with his audacious plan.

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Expect the Unexpected...

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