Chapter 2 – Karan

Karan Rastogi woke up slowly, stretching his arms and legs. He was in his room in Delhi. He was 25 and a genius. His skills in computer and hacking were unparalleled in the country and he was vastly knowledgeable in a lot of things. He was brilliant in his studies and was at the top of his class. He was around 6 feet tall and had a lanky structure. He was also the kingpin who controlled the sex-trafficking business in the metros. He had stakes in drugs as well. He was known by his code name – Walt, after his idol in the TV show “Breaking Bad”.

Karan never knew his father. His mother, Meenu was a prostitute at her young age. She wasn’t sure who the father of her child was. When Karan was 5, Meenu had a client named Vakil., who developed a soft corner for Meenu and saw something in Karan. Vakil, who was a part of the Mumbai underworld, had moved to Delhi. He took Karan under his wings. Meenu and Karan were left wanting for nothing. Karan started taking part in Vakil’s business from a young age and slowly developed the empire. Now he was the top boss and Vakil his right hand man.

Karan hated his mother. He had no good memories of her. His life improved only after Vakil came into it. The feeling was mutual. They behaved cordially in a civil manner with each other but that’s it. They were like strangers living in a house.

In spite of being at the head of such a huge sex-trafficking racket, Karan himself wasn’t that much interested in matters of sex. He had fucked, sure but wasn’t that attracted towards the young girls who were part of his business. He was more into older women. Recently his business had obtained a fresh batch of girls, which included Anjali.