Raja cracked his neck as he stretched, blinking away the last remnants of sleep. The familiar yet eerie comfort of his forbidden house in the Forbidden Forest welcomed him back.
"Master Raja, here is your coffee," Dobby announced, handing over a steaming cup like a seasoned butler. "Nothing major has happened in the magical world. Everything is as boring as a Ministry of Magic budget meeting. But some problems have arisen with the ladies of the corporation."
Raja raised an intrigued eyebrow. "Good. It's been a while since someone grew the balls to mess with the witches." He sipped his coffee, a smirk forming. "Time to cause a little chaos in the Muggle world."
He teleported to the Shadow Corporation HQ, landing smack in the middle of a boardroom filled with three of the most dangerous women he knew—Jessica, Jane, and Beth. Their expressions were grim.
"What's with the funeral faces? Who died?" Raja asked, casually taking a seat and propping his feet up on the table.
Jessica sighed. "Some secret society wants a stake in our corporation. They're embedded in every major sector and could make things difficult."
Beth added, "We could fight legally, but they control the system. Any move we make, they'll counter."
Raja's eyes gleamed mischievously. "Secret society, huh? That rings a bell." He turned to Beth. "Who's the FBI's most wanted right now?"
Beth quickly hacked into their database. "Raymond Reddington."
Raja's smile turned downright villainous. "Big Red? Oh, I'm so hiring him."
Using a mix of rune magic and DNA tracking, Raja traced Dembe Zuma's granddaughter. With her DNA, he located Dembe, and from there, he followed the trail straight to Raymond Reddington.
Inside Red's safe house, Raja appeared as if he owned the place. "Ah, Raymond Reddington, in the flesh," he greeted, hands in his pockets. "Big fan."
Red gave him a slow once-over, unimpressed. "You must be someone important to have found me."
"I am. And I'm here to make you an offer. You, me, secret society takedown, and a lifetime supply of Cuban cigars. Deal?"
Red chuckled, amused. "Intriguing."
"Before you say no, I have information that someone hired an agent to control Keen," Raja added. "And, by the way, an 18-year-old Elizabeth Keen is about to make some very questionable life choices at her high school graduation party."
Red's smile faded. "I'm listening."
At Elizabeth Keen's graduation party, Raja blended in with ease, charming his way through the crowd. He befriended her, danced, flirted, and after enough persuasion, they ended up having a quick and passionate encounter behind the school.
Before leaving, Raja handed her a platinum chain embedded with a rune.
"Just a little good luck charm, Liz," he said, smirking as he disappeared into the night.
Returning to the witches, Raja asked, "Who exactly threatened us?"
Dobby popped in with a photo and a list. "Here, Master Raja. Also, he ordered a salad for lunch. Very suspicious."
That night, Raja kidnapped the man, dosed him with Veritaserum 2.0, and extracted every juicy detail. After wiping his memory with Obliviate, he hung him naked in the dining room of a prominent family with a sign that read:
DON'T FK WITH SHADOW.**
The next day, the family panicked and immediately contacted their higher-ups. Using rune magic, Raja eavesdropped on the conversation and confirmed that an order to stay low had come from Washington, D.C.
"Excellent. They'll be quiet for now," Raja said, grinning. "Now, let's check on Uncle Charlie."
At Uncle Charlie's house, Raja walked into an amusing scene—Charlie was cowering from a fiery 16-year-old girl who was clearly making his life hell.
The moment Charlie saw Raja, his face lit up like a Christmas tree. "Kid! How old are you now?"
"Twenty-one. Technically eighteen. Why?"
Charlie gestured toward the girl. "Meet Breta's granddaughter, Prudence. She's sixteen. You two might have some common ground." Then, without another word, he bolted out of the house to drink.
Raja turned to Prudence. "So… what's your story?"
She scoffed. "I have a boyfriend, Freddie. We're getting married in Vegas in a few days."
Raja raised an eyebrow. "Early marriage, huh? You know, teen marriages have a high divorce rate. Pregnancy? That's a whole mess. Financial instability, lost youth, fading beauty—"
By the time he was done painting a picture of a miserable future, Prudence was pale and looked ready to pass out.
"What should I do now?" she asked in a small voice.
Raja leaned in with a charming smile. "Finish high school. I'll get you into Shadow Entertainment as a model. If you're good, you'll get acting lessons and a shot at the big screen."
After a long moment of contemplation, she nodded. "Alright… I'll do it."
She then started cleaning the house—in a very eye-catching manner.
Raja, watching for a second, smirked before helping. Slowly, he continued reinforcing the idea of her new path, making it seem like the most exciting and rewarding option.
To boost her focus, he handed her a memory-enhancing potion disguised as juice and took her to meet Kandy, casually introducing Prudence as his girlfriend just to stir things up.
Kandy and Prudence stared at each other like two lionesses assessing their competition.
Later, Breta returned home, only for Prudence to make a grand declaration. "I've decided to finish high school and join Shadow Entertainment as a model."
Breta blinked in shock, then turned to Raja, who nodded.
A bright smile spread across her face. "That's wonderful! Thank you, Raja, for putting my granddaughter on the right path."
Before leaving with Breta, Prudence stealthily approached Raja and kissed him and raja also kissed her back in more passion and squeezed her assets carefully.
"For setting me on the right path," she whispered before hurrying off.
Raja smirked as he watched her leave with a pole in his pants.
"Damn, I'm good but what should I do with this pole." Then he enter Rose house for a wild night with Rose and Kandy.