"Fuck.. Fuck.. " grunted Vikram as the sultry girl wearing a tight off shoulder black dress gave him a blow job. Clutching her hair in a hard grip he was fucking her mouth, mercilessly.

His grunts and moans were echoing in the women's toilet.

The girl was enjoying this moment and giving him the best blowjob as she could. She knew who this man was. Not wanting to disappoint him she sucked his cock best of her abilities.

As she bobbed her head up and down, he finally came into her mouth with a mighty groan.

"Your juices are very thick,master. I love it," gulping down his juices she smiled seductively.

Vikram ignored her like she wasn't the girl who was giving him a blowjob seconds ago.

Zipping up his pants he came out of the women's toilet. The women in the washroom stared at him in shock. However, one glare from Vikram and they turned their eyes down. He was not only a rich man but the only king of the mafia. Those who knew him knew it well to not indulge into his business.

Not giving a single fuck about them Vikram stormed out of the women's washroom and entered the marvelous auction hall which was lightning with white lights.

As soon as he entered the hall everyone's eyes turned to him. In an expensive black dress suit he was a sight to behold. It was not only his handsomeness that left people amazed, it was the valour of his eyes, the gait of his steps and the power of his aura that not only left people amazed but it sent shivers down their spine.

Vikram felt everyone's eyes on him however his own eyes were searching for Rudra and Digvijay, the other parts of not only his group but his life too.

They were brothers by blood, yet they didn't even share the same interests. Still, the bond they shared was far more precious than any relationship built on blood or love. It wasn't merely respect, care, or brotherhood. It was something far deeper. They knew every secret about one another. They knew every part of each other that they hid from the rest of the world, yet to one another, those hidden pieces were as clear as crystal.

It was a childhood friendship that blossomed when the time was good but survived when the time turned bad.

The triumvirate was the name they earned during their college time.

It simply meant the three powerful men working together. Initially it was just a name, however, slowly it became their identity.

Digvijay, Rudra and Vikram became… The Triumvirate.

Though the three of them own their own multinational companies and businesses in different fields. But as they took the senior most position in their respective companies, they have made their businesses a joint venture. The level of trust and belief they had in each other was remarkable. No one, not even their own family members had the courage to separate them. .

These three men were dangerous individually but together they were lethal.

It was a fact that no one can deny. Their rivals have tried countless times to break their bond but in the end those people have ended their own life with their own hands.

It was Vikram's favourite kind of torment. Killing people by their own hands. It satisfied the mafia king when his prey cut his own throat with his own hands.

The people present in the auction hall knew the triumvirate were here to win. Amphitrity was the land of fentanyl and Vikram wanted to grab this piece of land by hook or crook. Only three people present in the auction hall knew that and it was Digvijay, Rudra and Vikram.

To others it was the auction for the expensive Island and a good businessman knew the value of this Island, it would bring the extravagant profit to the owner.

So obviously the country's top businessmen and industrialists were present there.

Vikram's eyes lightened up when he finally found his friend among the sea of people.

“Would you like to tell where the hell you were leaving me alone in the sea of fools,” the gruff and blank voice belonged to Digvijay Singh, the king of the royal state of Tirathgarh, a huge part of Rajasthan.

His eyes were emotionless as always and demeanour cold. With a glass of wine in one hand and another hand thrusted inside his pant's pocket he was looking extraordinarily royal and dangerous in his tall height. The darkness of his brown eyes was only ten folding his dominant aura.

"Don’t give me the answer to that. By the look of your face I know where you were, you sly fucker," his thick lips curled ever so slightly as he persuaded the redness of Vikram's eyes. It was clear that he was fucking someone a mere minutes ago.

"Well you know me well," Vikram smirked back, not even trying to defend himself. He wanted a fuck and he did it. Typical of him, nothing new.

"Where is Rudra? Vikram noticed his other friend's absence and asked Digvijay.

"As usual late,” Digvijay answered in a few words. A distaste clear in his tone.

Vikram chuckled at hearing him. Digvijay was a punctual one and Rudra was an unpunctual one.

Sure they were best friends or more like chosen brothers but these three men were very different from one other.

Digvijay is the silent observer, he observes and understands the situation and then takes any action, no one can tell what's going on his mind. He basically has mastered a poker face. The only people with whom he can have a hearty conversation with are Rudra and Vikram. After a failed marriage, one can say he has trust issues. Only Vikram and Rudra are the two persons he put his trust in.

Vikram on the other hand is an impulsive man. He is very aggressive. He is a "hit first talk later" kind of man and with his Adonis-like face he is a devil in disguise.

Last but not the least, Rudra. He is a charming one among the three. He is the dream guy of every girl's dream. He is a brat, a money minded person. He is a misogynist bastard. He is not as impulsive as Vikram but when the time comes he can create a massacre.

"Hello Mr. Singh and Mr.Rajawat, I hope I am not disturbing you," said Mr. Khanna coming towards them. Vikram internally let out a loud groan seeing the old bald man approaching them.

"No not at all Mr.Khanna," answered Digvijay, curtly. His voice was ice cold, not a single trace of emotion.

"This island will be very beneficial to the owner, and everyone's eyes are on it. I am sure the triumvirate are well prepared to win this auction," said Mr. Khanna, wanting to gather people's attention. Starting a talk with any of the triumvirate was looked at as a courageous thing. Sure enough soon everyone's attention was on them.

"We are going to win this bid Mr. Khanna, it's obvious to everyone, they are wasting their time here," came an answer from behind.

It was none other than Rudra Pratap Singh. In his dark dress suit he was looking no lesser than a supermodel. With a prideful smirk on his face he walked towards them.

"I have no doubt in that Mr. Rudra as it's impossible to defeat you," said Mr. Khanna with a smile, however more than genuine it was looking like a forced one.

Like many other people, he had tried to separate the triumvirate applying the idea of "divide and rule"

However it only made his business doomed by the three.

Now more than fifty five percent of his business was owned by the three men. Vikram was ready to kill the old man but it was Digvijay who stopped him and presented the idea of playing with Mr. Khanna's wealth and reputation instead of just killing him. Killing would have been such an easy punishment for the old motherfucker.

" Well, I am sure you all know that Abhimanyu Kumar, your prime competitor, is also bidding on this island and I guess he will give you a tough competition," said Mr. Khanna, trying his best to poke the devil inside them. It was only the name of Abhimanyu that could tick off the triumvirate's calm.

"You should hear yourself, Khanna. Abhimanyu is alone, he has no one and us "The Triumvirate" got all the money and power. I don't think he has any chance of winning this auction," Vikram chuckled.

"And no one is going against us by partnering with that fucker," Rudra scoffed.

Digvijay was listening to their conversation. He knew he cannot underestimate Abhimanyu. Abhimanyu was best in almost everything and he knew how to play the game, so it was clear to Digvijay that Abhimanyu was confident about this bid. He may have something under his sleeves.

The announcer announced that the bid was about to start. Everyone started taking their respective seats.

As usual Digvijay, Vikram and Rudra were at the same table.

The table in which Abhimanyu's name was written was empty. His absence was noticed by everybody.

"Maybe he gave up," said Rudra, glancing towards the empty table.

"I don't think so, that fucker will not give up that easily," said Vikram.

"Vikram is right. Abhimanyu has something in his mind and he will never leave any chance to go against us," Digvijay said with a poker face. Both Rudra and Vikram nodded in agreement.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I welcome you all here to the auction of the most beautiful Island of Amphitrity. As you all know Amphitrity has been a famous tourist attraction for a long time and this island just adds beauty to the already beautiful country. I would like to wish all of you best of luck. Let's get started with the bidding."

The auctioneer started the auction.

"Fifty Crore," bid the first bidder.

"Sixty five Crore," bid by Sharma Group of Industries.

" Seventy Crore," came the third bid.

"Eighty five Crore," bid Digvijay.

"Hundred Crore," a bid came from the Bhadoria group.

Vikram glanced their way and gave a mocking smile to Shikha Bhadoria, CEO of Bhadoria groups.

She just replied with a playful wink and a smile after all they were highschool friends.

"Hundred and Twenty five Crore," bidded Rudra.

" Hundred and Twenty five crore.. One... Hundred and twenty-five crore.. Two.. "

"Hundred and fifty Crore," came a voice, and it was none other than Abhimanyu Kumar.

Vikram closed his eyes in irritation after hearing his voice.

Rudra smiled humourlessly while Digvijay sat aloof like most of the times.

Everyone looked towards Abhimanyu after hearing his voice but their attention quickly diverted to the beautiful girl standing next to him.

She was gorgeous to say the least.

In an elegant blush white dress she was looking like an ethereal beauty.

As they walked towards their respective table everyone's eyes were on them.

The clicking sound of her high heels reached Vikram's ears. He had this sudden urge to turn around and see who she was. However he convinced himself that she must be Abhimanyu's one of the sluts.

It was a different situation with Rudra. When he noticed everyone's attention was suddenly directed towards the new girl with Abhimanyu. It ignited a curiosity in him and giving up to his curiosity he glanced towards her but failed to look away.

He met with the blue-green orbs of the most gorgeous girl he had ever seen.

The word beautiful became inferior to describe her beauty.

Her long, smooth black hair was flowing down, touching the edge of her waist.

Her lips were like a red rose, luscious and deep red. And the most beautiful and attractive thing about her was her smile.

It was a smile that can make anyone's day.

In a mere seconds he was enchanted by her.

"Two Hundred Crore," bidded Digvijay.

Abhimanyu had an arrogant smirk on his face as he sat at his place. The unknown girl taking a seat on his right.

"Two hundred and fifty Crore," bidded Abhimanyu.

Digvijay and Vikram furrowed their eyebrows. Both thinking how he is bidding such a high amount.

However Rudra was only staring at the girl as if he wants to remember every single feature of her beautiful face.

Sensing someone's eyes on her the girl frowned looking here and there and finally glanced towards Rudra.

Their eyes met and Rudra's heart skipped a beat.

For a moment he forget to breath, she was breathtaking.

Seeing how an unknown man was staring at her, the girl raised her eyebrows in question, asking him why he was looking at her like that.

However he was staring at her like he was reading her. The girl pouted as he did not even answer her when she mouthed, "What? "

It looked like he was lost somewhere.

She then waved her hand a little to him but still was not getting any response.

Twitching her lips she looked away muttering a little,"weirdo."

The auctioneer voice echoed in the big hall bringing his attention back to the auction.

Finally managing himself, Rudra gave his attention to the bidding and not to a random girl who was looking like a real angel.

"Five Hundred Crore,"bidded Vikram.

"One thousand Crore," bidded Abhimanyu.

A deep silence followed after.

"One thousand Crore... One, One thousand Crore.. Two, One thousand Crore.. Three."

"The Island is sold to Kumar group and industries," announced the auctioneer.

No one clapped, everybody was just so shocked that "The Triumvirate" had lost the bid and Abhimanyu Kumar who was just a Lone Wolf has actually won the bid.

The auction hall was eerily quiet, Vikram was clenching and unclenching his fist, trying to control his anger.

Digvijay was sitting there with a poker face but many questions were running in his mind.

Rudra was unable to believe that they have lost the Island and that to whom... to Abhimanyu!?

In the silent auction hall, suddenly someone started clapping for Abhimanyu.

A fear arose in everyone's heart. Someone was clapping in the trio's defeat!

The hell was about to break loose.

With fear and astonishment everyone looked towards the way from where the loud clapping was coming.

It was the girl who came with Abhimanyu.

Vikram felt insulted, someone was clapping on his defeat.

The loud roars of claps fueled Vikram's anger more and he snapped his gaze to the young girl.

Digvijay also turned and glared towards Abhimanyu who was smirking arrogantly at them.

But that didn't catch their attention, it was the girl clapping for Abhimanyu with a proud smile on her face.

It was her which attracted the Alphas so much that for a few seconds they forgot about their loss and just admired the innocent looking angel.

She was innocent . Her green blue eyes were carrying that pureness. In just one glance their insides knew she was pure.

Her eyes held so much happiness for the man with her that it made the trio jealous.

Why was she giving her whole attention to that fucker Abhimanyu ? Who was he to her? It was surprising for the men but for the first time they were feeling jealous of Abhimanyu and that too because of an unknown girl!

The girl was looking at Abhimanyu, proudly. In return Abhimanyu gave her a sweet smile and a playful wink. Her smile grew more and she hugged him tightly out of happiness.

Everyone present in the auction hall witnessed the affection between the two.

Soon everyone started congratulating Abhimanyu for winning the bid.

The three Alpha males were just fuming in anger but there was a hint of curiosity in those dark eyes.

All three of them wondering the same thing.

Who is she ?

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