Stunt man to Star director

A small note with gratitude:-

This morning, I was shocked to see that my web novel had reached 180k views. I hadn't concentrated on it much in recent days due to irregular updates and because I had to focus on work and completing my studies. The financial situation at home has also been a factor in my limited time. I'm writing this fanfic novel as a hobby, and I really hope I can continue it and not drop it like many other authors do.

I thought about opting for Patreon, but it didn't work out for me, haha. I'm just a crazy lover of the showbiz genre in novels.

To celebrate my novel which would be reaching 200k views on the Webnovel platform, I'll be mass releasing the chapters I've stacked, probably 5 or 6 chapters.

Reaching 200k might seem ridiculous to some, and you might wonder why I'm celebrating it, but keep in mind that my first novel, The Director's Journey, didn't even hit 50k views despite having 98 chapters

Thanks you readers

Your crazy author

King_of_orgin

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Suraj sat at his desk in the Mythic Productions office, sifting through documents and evaluating potential distribution companies for Bhool Bhulaiyaa. It was a meticulous process. The right distributor could mean the difference between a moderate success and a cultural phenomenon. He was lost in thought when Kunal uncle walked into the office, a curious expression on his face.

"Suraj, you won't believe this," Kunal said, barely hiding a smirk. "Rahul Khanna is here."

Suraj paused, raising an eyebrow. "What does he want now?"

Kunal shrugged. "To collaborate, apparently. He's waiting in the lobby."

A sly smile crept across Suraj's face. "Let's give him a taste of his own medicine. Send my assistant to tell him I'll meet him in ten minutes."

Kunal chuckled, immediately understanding Suraj's intent. "You've been planning this, haven't you?"

Suraj shook his head. "Not exactly, but it's poetic justice, isn't it?"

Kunal left the room, instructing Suraj's assistant to repeat the same line whenever Rahul inquired about Suraj's availability.

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Rahul was informed by the assistant that Suraj would be available in ten minutes. At first, he didn't mind waiting. But as the minutes stretched into half an hour, his patience began to wear thin. He called the assistant over again.

"Where is Suraj? I've been waiting for thirty minutes!" Rahul asked, irritation creeping into his voice.

The assistant, calm and composed, repeated the same line: "He'll be available in ten minutes."

Rahul sighed in frustration but decided to wait. Another thirty minutes passed. Now, an hour into his wait, Rahul was visibly irritated. He tried once more. "Is Suraj free now?"

"Yes, sir," the assistant replied with a neutral expression. "He'll be available in ten minutes."

By the time two hours had passed, Rahul's irritation had boiled into anger. Unable to contain himself, he stormed into Suraj's office, barging through the door.

"So now you're taking revenge, huh?" Rahul snapped, glaring at Suraj.

Suraj, far from startled, remained calm and collected. "Revenge?" he said, leaning back in his chair. "Oh, so you do understand how it feels."

Rahul frowned, confused. "What are you talking about?"

Suraj's expression hardened. "Let me remind you. Do you remember calling me and Kunal uncle to meet you about Ravan's Rampage? We waited for hours while you ignored us, too 'busy' to discuss anything. And then, instead of being professional, you went on live television to ridicule my project just to promote your own. You disrespected my work and my team. And now you're here, asking for a collaboration?"

Rahul's face flushed with anger. "Do you think you're some star director just because you've had one hit OTT series and a film? There are countless directors like you!"

Suraj smirked, his calm demeanor only fueling Rahul's rage. "If that's how you feel, then why are you wasting your time here? Go to one of those countless directors. I didn't invite you."

Rahul's temper flared. "Do you know who my father is?"

Suraj leaned forward, his eyes narrowing. "Don't you know who I am?"

Rahul was momentarily dumbfounded, unsure of how to respond. His frustration quickly turned to threats. "I'll make sure your next movie is never released. You'll regret this."

Kunal, who had been quietly observing the exchange, stepped closer to Suraj and whispered, "Suraj, his father is a renowned producer. He has significant influence."

But Suraj didn't flinch. He maintained his composure, even as Rahul continued his tirade. "I'll bury your career before it even starts!" Rahul declared, his voice rising.

Before Suraj could respond, a shadow fell over the room. A towering figure stepped into the office, his muscular build and commanding presence immediately drawing attention. It was Kamal Singh, the male lead of Bhool Bhulaiyaa. His expression was calm, but his aura radiated authority.

Suraj's smirk widened. "Kunal uncle, did you forget who our male lead is?"

Rahul turned, his face paling as he recognized the superstar. "Kamal Singh?" he stammered, his bravado evaporating.

Kamal folded his arms, his piercing gaze fixed on Rahul. "Rahul Khanna," he began, his voice cold and steady. "Have you always been this powerful, or is this a recent development? Because from what I remember, it was just a few days ago that your father was in my office, asking for my dates for a project. He told me how much money he'd lost on the last film you starred in—a hole in his pocket, he said."

Rahul froze, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. Kamal stepped closer, his presence almost suffocating. "Your father is one of the few people in this industry I respect. I'm only letting you off because of him. But don't push your luck. Show some decency and don't ruin the legacy he's built."

Rahul, who moments ago had been full of threats, now looked like a pitiful cat caught in a lion's den. He mumbled something unintelligible, avoiding Kamal's gaze.

Kamal's expression didn't soften. "Next time, I won't be polite."

With that, Rahul quickly turned and left the office, his tail metaphorically between his legs.

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Suraj leaned back in his chair, letting out a low whistle. "That was the first time I've seen this side of you, Kamal. You're usually so laid-back."

Kamal chuckled, the intensity of his earlier demeanor melting away. "You can thank Rahul for that. I don't usually get involved in petty arguments, but someone needed to put him in his place."

Suraj shook his head, smiling. "I owe you for this."

Kamal waved a hand dismissively. "You owe me nothing. If anything, I'm grateful to be a part of your vision. Now, focus on making Bhool Bhulaiyaa the masterpiece we know it can be."

As Kamal left the office, Suraj couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of determination. The challenges he faced, both from within and outside the industry, only fueled his drive. With allies like Kamal by his side, he knew he was on the right path, no matter how many hurdles lay ahead.

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Author note:-

:-mass release (2/5)

:- support the story with power stones for extra chapters and motivation 😁