All Chapters of Rising Phoenix: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20
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Chapter 10; Unyielding Flames
Aanya's POVStanding before the colossal gates of the prison, memories of my day of release flooded my mind. It was a sunny day, but the air felt heavy with emotions—anger, pain, and determination. I felt a surge of energy coursing through my veins, a burning desire to exact revenge on those who had shattered my life. Stepping out of those gates, I knew I would never be the same person again.The prison had taken away my will to return to a normal life. All I craved was to see my tormentors pay for the atrocities they had inflicted upon me. In the depths of my anguish, I would often cry out to God, yearning for justice and the chance to reclaim my life.Yet, life can be cruel, even to those who have done no wrong. Unfortunately, I found myself among those who had been unjustly treated. It seemed that when your life was destroyed, whether, by fault or circumstance, you had to bear the burden indefinitely and suffer the consequences.My vision was clouded by anger and sorrow, but deep d
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Chapter 11; Bonded by Laughter and Understanding
Reyansh’s Perspective:Running in the early morning mist, I couldn't help but marvel at the world around me. The cool dampness of the air, the soft sound of droplets falling on leaves, and the ethereal glow of sunlight creeping through the mist created a surreal atmosphere. Nature has the power to heal and rejuvenate the human soul, and it was at this moment that I truly understood the transformative power of natural surroundings. While the highest restorative effects are elicited by being directly in nature, there are benefits to indirect experiences as well.My mind, which was a mess after the talk with Hridhan last night, found solace in the beauty of my surroundings. My sister is the sore subject that continues to haunt me, and it's way worse for Hridhan. So, I never initiated a conversation on that topic with him, even though I know it was worse for him not to know about the cause of her death.But after last night's conversation, I found a weight being lifted from my shoulder. H
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Chapter 12; A peculiar Proposition
Reyansh’s Perspective:In front of a glass wall overlooking the city skyline stood a person I didn't expect to see. When she noticed my presence in the room, she turned around, giving me her attention."That's unprofessional of you, Mr. Rout, to keep a client waiting and be late for a meeting," Aanya stated in a calm voice that exuded authority and confidence.After composing my surprised state of mind, I replied, "To what do I owe the pleasure of your unexpected visit, Ms. Miller?" I asked, maintaining my cold and professional demeanor.She took a step closer to me, her expression unwavering. Every time I am in her presence, I can't help but notice her aura demanding attention and respect. Our auras compete for dominance in this room, and I can't help but feel her commanding presence."Today I am here for business," she replied in a tone that suggested she meant business and nothing else."Oh, I see. What kind of business are we discussing then?" I queried, trying to maintain a neutr
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Chapter 13; A Dance of Shadows
Reyansh’s Perspective:She continued, "These mafia groups are- the Sniper Mafia, the Dagger Syndicate, and the Cobra Cartel. And you are the leader of the Sniper Mafia, Mr. Rout," she said, looking straight into my eyes, her confidence unwavering.My heart raced as I absorbed her words."So, for my first favor, I want you to find out about every member and every piece of information available about the Dagger Syndicate. And try to find out more about Don Gomez, his right-hand man, along with his involvement in framing the daughter of Don, Analisa Gomez, for a crime she didn't commit. I want you to gather as much evidence as possible to find the truth and help me clear her name." she said, her voice firm and determined to seek justice to clear the name of Analisa Gomez.I nodded, trying to wrap my head around the magnitude of the task she entrusted to me.I stood up and moved towards the glass mirror and overlooked the city skyline below.The city beneath me buzzed with activity, obliv
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Chapter 14; Intriguing Depths
Reyansh's POV"I am not the murderer of your sister, Mr. Rout, I was the victim who was framed for the murder of your sister," Aanya explained calmly, her voice carrying a mix of sadness and determination. With an air of composure, she reached for her handbag and deftly extracted a document from it."These are the property papers of the orphanage land. You can review them, and if they meet your requirements, I will obtain the owner's signature by the end of the week to transfer the land under your name," she said, her unwavering gaze fixed upon me. The emotions I had earlier glimpsed had now given way to a poised and professional demeanor.She slid the document across the table with an air of confidence, every movement deliberate. My eyes scanned the papers meticulously, searching for any discrepancies or loopholes that might hint at foul play. The authenticity of the transfer was of the utmost importance, and I was determined to leave no stone unturned.As I glanced up from the docum
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Chapter 15; Guardian's Embrace
Reyansh’s Perspective:"Sorry... I didn't mean to come off so strong," he sighed, his anger visibly deflating, "It's just that it reminded me of her. She was so passionate and loved the animals so much," a smile appeared on his face, tinged with sadness, "She always advocated for their rights and believed that they shouldn't be treated as property. I couldn't control my emotions as it reminded me of her and her love and compassion for them."Reyansh's words resonated with me, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of empathy for him. I knew how deeply he cared for her and her dedication to animal welfare. Her absence had left a void that was difficult to fill.I recalled how she used to spend hours volunteering at animal shelters, tending to injured and abandoned animals with the utmost care. She would often remark that treating an animal as just another object or resource went against the very essence of its existence.With a gentle touch, I put my hand on Reyansh's shoulder, offering
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Chapter 16; Unraveling Shadows
Reyansh’s Perspective:I looked towards him and replied, "I met Aanya today. She was there to propose a business deal to me."Hridhan's expression changed once he registered the words I spoke. He nodded slowly and went back to complete his task at hand. After completely washing the dishes, I dried my hands and exited the kitchen, making my way to my office in the mansion.As I entered my office, I was immediately greeted by the familiar scent of leather and mahogany. The room was meticulously organized and exuded an air of professionalism. The modern furniture and state-of-the-art equipment were carefully chosen to reflect a professional atmosphere conducive to productivity.The large desk at the center of the room was immaculately polished and adorned with a few tastefully arranged personal items that provided a touch of warmth amidst the otherwise sleek and minimalist design. In the corner of the room, a floor-to-ceiling bookshelf displayed an impressive collection of books on vario
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Chapter 17; Seeds Of Strength
Aanya Perspective:The city streets were alive with activity, people hurrying to their destinations, their minds preoccupied with the bustle of daily life. But for me, the cacophony of the outside world was drowned out by the tumult of my thoughts. My heart felt heavy, burdened by the weight of false accusations that had turned my life upside down. I walked down the familiar path, consumed by my proposal to Mr. Rout—a proposal to take revenge on those who had wronged me, those who had accused me of the unthinkable.Revenge was not in my nature, but desperation had driven me to consider drastic measures.I was walking through the silent morning streets.As I wrestled with my emotions, my attention was diverted by a disturbed voice echoing in the air. A group of girls had gathered, their cruel laughter echoing through the air. My heart sank as I recognized the all-too-familiar signs of girl bullies. Memories of my own past experiences with bullies flooded back, intertwining with the pre
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Chapter 18; Unraveling the Threads
Hridhan's Perspective:The night had been restless for me after my conversation with Reyansh. Thoughts swirled in my mind, and I found myself unable to shake off the weight of the upcoming meeting with the enigmatic person whose identity had been shrouded in mystery. As the morning sun timidly painted the sky in soft hues, I eagerly awaited the call from my investigator, Rishi, hoping he would bring me some clarity about the woman we were about to meet.Finally, with the world starting to stir awake, my phone rang, breaking the silence of the early morning. It was Rishi, and I held my breath, waiting for the news he had to share. He informed me that he had done his best, but the time was short, and his findings were limited. Nevertheless, I urged him to share whatever details he had managed to uncover about the daughter of the Mafia Leader."I sent you the information I managed to gather about the daughter of the Mafia Leader to your email," Rishi informed me. I sat up straight, my he
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Chapter 19; Embers Of Resolve
Anisha's Perspective:The forest enveloped us in its verdant embrace as Aanya and I followed a hidden trail, leading to the secret base camp of the gang- the Sniper Mafia. Aanya told me she planned that we would be getting help from another group. I know about Sniper Mafia. When I was trained, I was informed that three mafia groups hold the most power in the criminal world, and one of them is the Sniper Mafia. Except for this information, I didn't know anything about this organization.I know Aanya was doing her research and gathering information from various sources that could help her in achieving her objective. I know she was being meticulous in her preparation and being thorough.And she should be because her fight is not with just anyone.Our first encounter was in prison, when I passed through her cell and saw the most broken soul lying on the floor. She was trembling, covered with signs of violence and fear. She looked like a wounded animal that had been countered, desperate, a
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