After I got dressed, I walked into my living room to see two men standing there. How my life changed then… one of Don, and the other…

"Took you a while," said a tall figure, "Lets get to work".

"Sameer?" I questioned, "What are you even-"

"He is working for me." Don dismissed. "Now if you will please end your interrogation and listen?"

I gulped and just nodded. It was clear that Don wasn't in the right frame of mind and on top of that, I messed with him in the morning. Although seriously, which girl would be happy to see a man in her bedroom when she wakes up?

"Okay thank you! Its good to see you listen to me sometimes." Don said, "I lost a precious thing. I believe its with GK-"

"Whose GK?" I asked.

"Yes, I was getting there." Don rolled his eyes, "GK is one of the leading drug lords of Africa. He monitors and deals with drugs from there. One phone call to India, and the dirty work is done."

"As if you haven't done any dirty work," I began but decided not to bring it up now for my own safety when he raised his eyebrows, "anyway, why haven't I heard of him then? And what does he have of yours? Why do you need me?"

"Ahh questions, questions, questions. You haven't heard of him because he is very smart. I need you because we make a great pair." He smirked.

"Don!" I was getting more and more impatient.

"Fine. I will surrender to the police and accept all my crimes if you just help me with this task. He has Ayesha." He said without a single emotion on his face. His smirk was gone, and his eyes turned cold again. He just had his hands in his pockets and was staring at my eyes. No one would think that one of the most dangerous and intelligent criminals was standing in front of me.

"Ayesha? How do you know he has her?"

"The last time I met him, he showed a lot of interest in her. Also, he misbehaved with her and I put a gun on his heart. So, he threatened me saying that one day I wont have Ayesha."

That was the first time he ever answered so directly. During all this bicker, I didn't even realise that Sameer was waiting patiently.

Was I ready to help him? Why would I help him find a girl?

After 5 minutes of pacing around, and Don staring at me patiently, I made up my decision to help him. After all, he would surrender at the end.

"Fine. Ill help, but you need to surrender to the police after this is all done." I glared.

He smiled, and bowed slightly, "Yes Roma."