Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

Chapter 79 : Emma 

Note: Emma is the daughter of the Patel family head who is a widow aunty with 33 years old. If you still can't remember... please read chapter 46: Mother&Daughter.

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After coming out of the training centre Das started his journey towards his college. As he reached near the college, a mob suddenly blocked his path. The mob looked like a gang of fighters with a hockey sticks and cricket bats in their hands.

With one glance, Das understood that they are purposefully blocked him just a hundred meters away from his college.

"What do you want...?" Das asked while staring at the mob without any fear.

"Haha…"

laughter of a teenage girl came from behind the mob. Das saw a petite figure who sat on the car dome as the mob moved away from his view. After close look Das recognised the teenage girl.

She is Emma, the daughter of the Patel family head. Das saw her when he went to invite the Patel family to Luna's birthday party. At that time, the Patel family head Maria, the widow women behaved like responsible person even though her daughter is making mess.

"Maybe she came here to take revenge..." Das though while thinking about Emma's relation with the Reddy family young master, Richard.

"If you want to say anything… say it faster. I'm getting late for my college." Das shouted again as there is no response from this mob.

"Haha… Don't worry. You won't be able to attend the college after I deal with you." Emma said in a laughing tone as she is enjoying this dominant feeling.

"Why are you blocking my path…?" Das asked in a calm tone.

"Of course, to beat you into a pulp. How can you escape after messing with my love life. You are the reason for Richard's marriage with a widow. Because of you, Richard left me… and marrying that chief minister daughter. So, I'm going to make you regret it for your entire life time." Emma said with blood shot eyes after seeing the relaxed expression on Das face.

"Miss, why are explaining all this. Tell me, what should we do. If you say a single word, our people will kill him on the spot." One of the subordinates who came with the mob spoke in a razed voice.

"Nooo… don't kill him. I want him alive. Beat him into a pulp… For his entire life he needs to stay on the hospital bed. I want him to regret his doing for his entire life." Emma said while staring at Das with an evil look.

"Don't worry… Miss. We will follow your command." The subordinate replied with a nod.

'Tic… Tic…'

 Das made a loud snapping sound from his fingers and all the mob turned their focus on to Das.

"If any one of have a wife and children… I suggest you to leave now. Once I started… I won't show any mercy." Das replied as he got up from the bike.

'Hahaha…' A loud laughter came from the mob.

"Miss, we don't even need to beat him. Look at his face… someone must have already thrashed him." One of the subordinates said after seeing the Das face in a close distance.

Das was already in a great frustration because of the one side attack during the training. But now he got a chance to release all that frustration.

Boom***

Das directly lifted his leg and kicked the person chest who came to beat him with bare hands. Das did not stop after that, he continued to move forward while stretching his hands.

Boom***… BOOM***

the punches rained down as he moved forward through that mob. While delivering the punches, Das tried to not to hit them on the head as he don't want cause any permanent damage to this small mob.

All it took was ten minutes… every single person from the mob lied down on the ground with broken bones. Das straightened his shirt as he moved closer to Emma who stood with a dumbfounded face.

Her body started shaking as Das walked closer to her. Das directly stood before her in a hair line distance.

"This time I'm letting you go, because of your mother. If you repeat this again, that will be your last day on earth." Das warned her in a cold tone while staring right into her eyes. Emma did not even dare to utter a single word after listening to his bone chilling tone.

She started crying after a moment as Das still stood before her face with cold stare. After seeing her pitiful face, Das turned back. Without caring about the wailing mob and a crying girl, Das left for the college.

"Haaa… it really feels amazing to teach a lesson to these crybabies." Das thought as he rode the bike towards the college.

By the time he reached the class room… he is already half an hour late to the first class. Without asking any questions teacher Rosie allowed him inside the class.

"What happened...?" Sheela asked as he sat in the last bench.

"Just some bruise marks… don't worry. I'm fine." Das replied as he shared the text book with her.

"I don't believe you. Look at your body, there are several small wounds." Sheela replied worriedly in a small murmuring tone.

"It's alright… I will explain you later. First turn your head, the teacher is looking at us." Das said as he pinched on her waist.

As the table covering half of their body… no one noticed their romance. The classes continued… the morning two classes finished with in two hours. Das is enjoying his sweet time with Sheela as they were touching each other in an appropriate way under the table.

Even though Sheela got little shy with the romance part… she did not reject his hand, rubbing on her thighs.

But Das's ex-lover Moni saw their secret romance as she is taking glances at Das. She finally understood that she can't take back Das. With a disappointed face she also stood up to have lunch at Canteen.

"Stop… we also need to go for lunch." Sheela said pointing at the empty class room.

"You are my lunch." Das said as he kissed her on the lips.

Note: As the Zebra organisation head Natalia is going enter in Das life... We will level up our hero. Get ready for intense action with the Patel family aunty who is a widow from thirteen years. She needs some irrigation to her dry land.

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