The Destiny's Chosen Son

The streets of the city were buzzing with news. Rumors of The Kind Hearts gang's rise to power had spread like wildfire, and Krishna's name was now on the lips of everyone in the underground world. But there was another piece of news making the rounds, one that promised to change the game completely: The Big Smile was about to be revealed.

Krishna didn't know what the fuss was about. The whispers surrounding "The Big Smile" were vague at best. Some said it was a new criminal organization. Others believed it was a celebrity with a mysterious past. But one thing was clear—the name had become synonymous with power. And for a person like Krishna, who was just beginning to navigate the complex web of alliances, this news made his world seem even more unpredictable.

Meanwhile, the media world was ablaze with speculation. There was talk of an exclusive contract being negotiated with a media giant, a deal worth millions. The person at the center of it all, the mysterious woman known only as The Big Smile, was a force to be reckoned with. Every CEO, every business owner, every media mogul in the city was desperate to sign her on. They would stop at nothing to make sure she chose their company. Why? Because whoever had The Big Smile on their side was bound to gain unmatched influence.

The woman behind the smile was a mystery. But one thing was certain: she was a rising star, a billionaire in the making. No one knew her true identity. Some speculated that she had connections to the highest levels of power, while others believed she had her own agenda. But the one thing everyone could agree on was that she was the future.

Krishna, unaware of the storm brewing on the other side of the world, continued with his life, trying to get used to his new reality. With The Kind Hearts standing guard over him, he felt both protected and trapped. He wasn't sure how to feel about his sudden rise to power, or the fact that he had more wealth and influence than anyone in his college. He had become someone people feared and respected, yet he remained the same person deep down.

One evening, while Krishna was at the mansion, sitting in a room filled with servants and security, his phone rang. It was a name he hadn't seen in years: Aadhya.

His heart skipped a beat. Aadhya was his childhood friend, someone he had lost touch with a long time ago. Back then, she had been his closest confidant. They had spent their childhood days together, laughing and playing, but then one day, she had disappeared from his life without a trace. Krishna never got the chance to ask why.

He answered the call, his voice shaky. "Aadhya?"

"Yes, Krishna," she said, her voice smooth yet filled with an edge of mystery. "It's me. We need to talk."

Aadhya didn't waste time with pleasantries. "I know you've been searching for answers about your past. I can help you. But you need to come to me."

Krishna's mind raced. He had questions. So many questions. He had always wondered what had happened to Aadhya. Why had she left without a word? And now she was calling him out of nowhere. But something about her voice felt off—like she was hiding something.

"I don't know where you are, Aadhya. How am I supposed to find you?"

"I'll make sure you find me," she said cryptically. "But be careful, Krishna. There's more to this world than you can imagine. It's not just about power. It's about understanding the game."

The line went dead before Krishna could respond. The words "understanding the game" echoed in his mind. What did that mean?

Later that week, Krishna found himself in a high-end coffee shop, surrounded by the flashing lights of the city. He was alone, waiting for Aadhya. His mind raced as he sat there. How had she changed so much? What had happened to her since the last time they'd spoken?

The door opened, and in walked a woman whose presence commanded attention. She wore a sleek black dress, her hair styled in waves, and her eyes hidden behind dark glasses. The moment she stepped inside, everyone in the cafe seemed to stop and stare. There was no mistaking it. This was The Big Smile. The woman who had captivated the entire city with her mysterious persona was standing right in front of him.

Krishna's heart skipped a beat. "Aadhya?" he asked, almost unsure of what he was seeing.

She smiled, but it wasn't a warm, welcoming smile. It was the kind of smile that sent chills down your spine. It was both beautiful and dangerous, like she held the world's secrets in her hands. "It's been a long time, Krishna," she said softly, taking a seat across from him. "I'm sorry for disappearing on you all those years ago. But I had my reasons."

Krishna sat back, trying to process everything. The Big Smile was Aadhya? The childhood friend he had lost track of was now one of the most influential women in the world?

"How did this happen?" Krishna finally asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Aadhya's smile widened. "The same way everything happens in this world, Krishna. Power, money, influence. It's all about taking the right opportunities, making the right moves. I've been building something powerful—something bigger than anything you could imagine. I've written books, started businesses, and made connections that most people can't even dream of. I did it all because I knew one day, I'd need to help you."

Krishna leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "Help me? With what?"

"With understanding who you really are," Aadhya said, her voice suddenly serious. "You're not just some random college kid, Krishna. You were never meant to be. You were always destined for something greater. And now, we need to talk about your future."

As Aadhya continued to speak, Krishna felt a storm brewing inside him. She spoke with authority, as if she had already seen everything that would unfold. She revealed that she had known about Krishna's potential long before he did. She had been tracking his every move, keeping an eye on him from the shadows, waiting for the right time to make her move.

"I've been waiting for this moment," Aadhya said. "You're the missing piece, Krishna. You've always been the key. And now it's time for you to claim what's rightfully yours."

Krishna shook his head, his mind spinning. "What are you talking about? I don't want any part of this."

Aadhya's eyes hardened. "You don't have a choice, Krishna. It's already happening. Whether you like it or not, you are a part of this world now. You've been chosen."

Before Krishna could respond, Aadhya stood up. "The truth is, Krishna, I've been trying to protect you. But you need to understand something. The people around you are not what they seem. The Kind Hearts? They have their own agenda. And as for the old man who wants you as a successor? He's not the only one who sees your potential."

Krishna's blood ran cold. "What are you saying?"

Aadhya smiled again, her gaze cold and calculating. "The game is far bigger than you think. And you're at the center of it. You always have been."

As the meeting came to a close, Krishna was left with more questions than answers. He watched as Aadhya walked out of the coffee shop, leaving him alone in the chaos of his thoughts. She had dropped a bombshell. Everything he had known up until now was nothing more than a prelude to something far more complicated. And now, with the weight of the world on his shoulders, Krishna couldn't shake the feeling that he was about to be pulled into something far bigger than himself.

The Big Smile, The Kind Hearts, the old man, and Aadhya—every thread was pulling him deeper into a world of power, secrets, and lies. And Krishna had no choice but to play along. But would he emerge as a leader? Or would he be consumed by the game that everyone seemed to want him to win?