THIRD PERSON'S POV
In an unknown corner of the world, a dark room came to sight, carrying a dark aura within. The room is devoid of colour, bathed in shades of black and charcoal. The dark aura envelops everything, from the sleek leather chairs to the heavy curtains drawn tightly over the tall windows, blocking out any hint of external light. Two men stood opposite each other, their faces having irked expressions facing a large target board pinned with two glossy photographs.
Both men hold a dart in their hands, their eyes narrowed in concentration as they aim for the photos pinned to the wooden target board. One photo depicts a young woman, her bold features making her look powerful, the girl was none other than NITYA ROY while the other frame shows a stern-faced man whose expression is unreadable, he was RIDDHAAN VEER SHEKHAWAT.
One of the men, his expression intense with longing, breaks the silence. "She's the one," he murmurs, his voice tinged with a hint of desperation. "The one I've been searching for all these months."
With a flick of the wrist, the first man releases his dart, sending it hurtling through the air with a satisfying thud as it strikes the centre of Nitya's photo. He nods in satisfaction, a smug smile playing at the corners of his lips. The second man takes careful aim and lets his dart fly, his brow furrowed in determination. It lands with perfection, hitting the bullseye on the Riddhaan's photo with a resounding thud. They may have different targets, but their aim is true.
Feeling satisfied they both sat on the sat on chairs, while looking at the pictures of Riddhaan and Nitya.
''Seems like the king has finally found his queen, but I will bring both of them on their knees'' the one said while looking at the pictures in which Riddhaan was looking at his precious like a whipped man. All the pictures were secretly taken by their men and the paparazzi.
Suddenly the door opened and a girl walked in, she looked at one of the men and smiled at him. He smiled at her in return and patted his thigh, she walked in and sat on his thigh straddling her legs over him.
''Have you got rid of it'' he mumbled placing a hand on her stomach and another on her thighs inside her skirt. She hummed in response as he kneaded with the hem of her panty, smirking at her. He touched her bare clit and felt the cold metal was still there. ''Good girl'' he purred in her ears while playing with her clit.
''Nitya has a runway and Riddhaan has an important business meeting, they will be away from each other for exactly 40 minutes in that time you can initiate your plan, Ahh'' she mumbled and moaned at last as he pushed the metal inside her more. He clenched his hand when he found her juices dripping down to his thighs while running her hands.
''I need her and you need Riddhaan, then let's do it together'' he declared, determination ringing clear in his voice. Their eyes met in silent understanding, a shared resolve evident in their expressions. With a nod of affirmation, they reached out simultaneously, their hands meeting in a firm grasp, his hands still having her cum all over, the other man smirked while fingers intertwining in a pact sealed by their shared goal to kill both of them. The other man left while licking his fingers which were now coated in her juice too.
''I will be your queen now right'' the woman asked and the man answered with a yes, and in no time he made her sit on the desk and start to fuck her.
RIDDHAAN'S POV
I came home back and realised that my precious was already here, well I had convinced her and Risha that it wasn't safe for both of them to lie alone in the apartment as there had been many attacks on us currently. I mean I can still watch her, from her apartment too but I want her presence with me, beside me every single second of my life. My precious was sceptical and denied saying she has a team of bodyguards, but again I paid Risha 3 lakhs to convince her and guess what the three lakh worked.
I walked towards the guest room as they both were living there, thought I wanted my baby girl to live with me in our room but, in just a few days she would stay there claiming her right to me.
As soon as I walked into the room my Precious looked up from her screen, a hint of surprise crossing her features as she took in the sight before her. Then I realized that she was attending a virtual meeting, she hushed me putting her finger on her lips and I nodded at her, making a place for me on the couch.
She told me that tomorrow was her fashion runway this morning, and I had promised her that I would be there to witness her ramp walk and be her cheerleader. If she wants I will leave every fucking thing in this world, and become hers in all sense, if she wants a cook or driver, or anything I will be at her service. Yeah, in future being her husband I would have to do all these definitely.
I looked at the time, it was 9 at night, and I wondered if she had eaten something or not. I had already eaten, with the clients as the meeting was hell late. So with a little hand gesture, I asked her if she had eaten or not and she denied it, then I took my phone and typed a message ''What my precious would like to have'' and sent it to her.
She looked at me for a little while reading the message, then she typed something and her attention shifted to her screen once again. Opening her contact I saw she had messaged ''Caprese Sandwich''
Okay so I have to prepare a Caprese sandwich for Madam
Showing a thumbs up to her, I went downstairs and start to prepare sandwiches for her. I realised as much as I love eating, I enjoy cooking for her more. I had noticed how little she eats because of her strict diet or maybe she has a low appetite, so I love to feed her good food so that she remains healthy. Preparing a sandwich for her, I garnished it with the basil leaves and placed it on the plate.
Taking the food, I went back to the room and placed the food in front of her. With a nod of appreciation, she turns her attention to the conference, and I quietly exit the room, I wish I could feed her with my own hands but it's fine at least she is having her meals on time.
I moved to my room and I didn't feel like working or doing anything so, I moved to the pool attached to my room. Removing my shirt, I dive into the pool, while floating on the water closing my eyes. It was such a relaxation. For a more minutes, I was still in the water, just then I heard some footsteps coming in my direction. Who dares to come into my room without my permission? No one has the room card or password. I was about to get out from the pool when I saw her coming in my sight.
My adorable precious.
Oh, how can I forget I had handed her the spare room card to her, it's her room too she can come here any time. I looked at her from top to bottom, she looked like an enchantress. She had changed into her nightwear, still, she is so tempting. Her thin strap top reveals her well-defined collarbone, sticking to her giving me the view of her hourglass figure and her slender legs are mesmerizing. She had her half-eaten sandwich clutched in one hand, she bit into it again making me gulp hard.
My breath hitched. Even the simplest act of her, like eating a sandwich, seemed to transform into something captivating when she did it. The way her hair, usually tamed into a perfect style, cascaded down her shoulders in loose waves. Every detail about her - the way she held the sandwich, the crinkle around her eyes as she smiled - was utterly adorable. For a moment, I felt my world fade away and my focus solely on the vision of her by the pool.
She came to the edge of the pool and sat three while dipping her legs into the water, I swam to her side and placed my elbow next to her. She forwarded her sandwich in front of my mouth, urging me silently to take a bite. I smiled and took a bite from the side she had eaten. Without any exchange of words, we stayed silent. I noticed she had finished her sandwich.
''Thank you for the sandwich and this view is breathtaking'' she mumbled looking at the moon and the reflection on the water, I smiled in acknowledgement. Maybe the view is breathtaking for her, but my view is more enchanting.
''Riddhaan look there'' she said pointing at the different corners my eyes snapped in that direction but I couldn't see anything there, but before I could understand what had happened she splashed some water on my face making me gasp. She giggled beautifully as I wiped the water from my face. She was laughing continuously, just then I held her by her waist and pulled her in the water.
''Riddhaan, what is this'' she complained as now she was completely dreched in water. Gathering a small amount of water I splashed on her face, making her laugh, she returned the same gesture and continued splashing water on me. She'd launched a surprise attack, the water catching me completely off guard. Surprise gave way to amusement, then a reluctant smile tugged at my lips. This carefree, playful side of her was a revelation.
She is looking so adorable right now that I can't resist her. This is the first time she is showing her childish behaviour rather than being serious. A wide grin stretched across her face, unrestrained joy sparkling in her eyes. How happy she looks.
I will always keep your inner child happy, my love.
She is not my want nor she is my need, she is my Desire, a dangerous. A desire for what I can torment everything. I pulled her closer, wrapping my arms around her waist, and her laugh subsided as she looked at me putting her hands on my shoulder.
''You have become my habit precious, a habit that will consume me in her'' I mumbled inhaling her natural body scent. Her body was shocked at first but then it became relaxed.
NITYA'S POV
Surprising me, he pulled me close making me gulp hard, my laughter died and my eyes were stuck on him. Moonlight glinted off the water droplets clinging to his dark hair, which was plastered to his forehead in a way that made him look both boyish and undeniably handsome.
A shiver ran down my spine, but not from the cold. It was the way the water clung to his bare chest, revealing the toned muscles beneath. He wasn't sculpted like a bodybuilder, nor was he too bulky, but there was a lean strength to him that was undeniably attractive. His waistline is lean yet his chest is puffed, and his biceps can crush my head into it. In one single word, he is tempting hot.
''Can I ?'' he asked softly, his voice barely a murmur above the lapping water His gaze holding mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. His thumb brushed suggestively against the exposed skin of my shoulder, sending a shiver down my spine.
My gaze flickered from his hand to his face, the question hanging heavy in the air. Did I want him to? A part of me wants him, I don't know when my body starts to react to anyone's touch like this. But I know there is an undeniable tension between both of us that pulls us closer.
Reaching out, I laced my fingers behind his neck, the cool water a stark contrast to the heat radiating from his body. He leaned closer, the water swirling around us as he did. His hand slid down my arm, sending sparks flying where his fingers grazed my skin. Each ripple of muscle beneath his tanned skin sent a fresh wave of heat through me. His lips brushed against my ear, sending shivers down my spine and I was letting him do anything.
Why? It was a simple question, yet it felt like an impossible puzzle. One moment I'd be completely in control, the next, a single touch of him would send shivers down my spine and leave me weak in the knees. It was maddening, intoxicating, and utterly confusing.
Then, ever so gently, his lips brushed against the sensitive skin of my neck. And I was breathless, this wasn't the first time his touch had left me breathless, and a thrill of anticipation danced through me.
It was a spark that ignited a wildfire of desire within me. His touch was electric, sending shivers cascading down my body. His hands, strong and sure, moved beneath the thin fabric of my top, cupping the soft moulds beneath. With his rough hand, he cupped them and a gasp left my mouth, that was fucking hot, he continued to rub his thumb over my bra while trailing kisses down my neck, each one was a mark of him that sent shivers down my spine and left me breathless. A soft moan escaped my lips, a sound both surprised and intoxicating.
I wanted to pull away, to tell him to stop, but my traitorous body betrayed me. Instead, I found myself leaning into his touch, my hand reaching up to tangle in his wet hair, pulling him closer.
''Ahh, Riddhaan'' I moaned as, he squeezed my breast while his mouth was sucking my earlobe, this man is going to the death of me. I can't control it anymore, switching our position I pinned him to the edge lacing my hand on his shoulder. Maintaining eye contact, I slowly trailed my fingers up his arm, sending shivers erupting across his skin with each touch
''Done playing, Mr Shekhawat, it's my turn now'' I mumbled passing him a seductive smile, my lips landed on his chest, a slow, teasing exploration that sent shivers down his spine. I could feel the heat radiating off him, his muscles tensing beneath my touch.
Trailing a few kisses on his chest and neck, I stood in front of him. Locking our eyes again I let my lust control me with a slow, deliberate movement, I removed my top revealing my upper body on his display.
He rested his both arms below the edge leaning his body backwards as his lips had a playful smirk as he gazed down to my neck and there it was the three hickeys resting proudly.
This man and his smirk are so fucking hot.
Getting rid of my top completely I tugged the strap of my bra down, revealing a shoulder and collarbones to him. I was about to tease him more but a gasp escaped from me as he yanked me close to him, ur chest collided and I knew my nipples were damn hard.
''Don't test my patience, precious'' He grunted lacing his finger on my hair, he tongue licked my jaw as he placed a subtle bite there. His one finger was focusing on sliding the other strap of my bra.
''Impatient Shekhawat'' I mumbled slightly pushing him off me, but was startled as he spun me around and now my back collided with his chest. He rested his one arm around my waist and another one was wrapped around my throat. I gulped as his his lips touched my bare back, and reached for the hook of my bra. Grazing his teeth he broke the hook and my bra letting it flow in the pool. The material clung to my skin for a fleeting moment before floating away, leaving me exposed to the warm air and his heated gaze.
''Stop me precious, before I end up losing my control'' he asked, his gaze holding mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. I could see our reflection in the moving water, our eyes were connected. His thumb brushed suggestively against the exposed skin of my breast, sending a shiver down my spine. I turn around interlocking my hand on his neck.
I don't know if this is right or wrong All I know is I want him at this moment.
''Lose your control for me'' I whispered and standing myself on my toes, I pushed my brown nipple into his mouth and he wrapped his lips around it quickly. A wave of pleasure hit me, feeling his lips on my swell. His warm mouth gulped my nipple whole, as he licked it flickering his tongue on it. A whimper escaped from my mouth as he bit my bud lightly, I thread my fingers on his chest, letting him suck me. As he explored further, I pushed myself against him, the heat intensifying with every touch. I arched my back ever so slightly, urging my body closer to his. My hand found his shoulder, my nails digging into the firm muscle beneath.
He grunted harshly squeezing my other breast making me hit another wave of pleasure. My body started to tremble and my knees started to give up, just then he switched our position. My back touched the edge of the pool, still sucking my nipple he pulled me up by my thighs and wrapped it around his waist.
Fuck, he isn't stopping. I could feel my boobs being sore because of his harsh sucking, a scream again left my mouth as he bite my nub again. I tucked my lips between my teeth, and I found him staring at me stretching my nipple in his teeth. This man, I pulled him by his hair, glaring at him as my boobs starts to hurt now and gently caressed my swell. It was all red, this animal.
I felt a slap on my hand above my breast, ''Don't touch what's mine'' he mumbled removing my hand and attacking my other breast. Now my boobs were at his mercy, he grabbed them pinched and twisted my nipples too. I rolled my eyes at him and let him have what he wanted.
I don't know for how many minutes I stayed in the same position as he keep sucking my breast, they have swelled up now. ''Leave me now you psycho, they are hurting now'' I said tapping his head lightly, he left my nipple with a pop sound and rested his chin on them. Aww, he looks like a small kid like this. My adorable baby.
He placed a kiss on my cheeks and wrapped his hands around my waist making me sit on the edge, he swam a little and grabbed his shirt which was lying on the floor, that was the only thing that was left dry. He passed it on to me and I wore it immediately, as he wore the bathrobe. Tucking the towel on my hair that was lying on the couch, I held the other towel asking him to sit. He sat on the couch and I stood in front of him while drying his wet locks.
He sighed contentedly, a deep rumble that vibrated through me. I wrapped a fluffy towel around his shoulders, gently patting his damp hair. His eyes were closed, a lazy smile playing on his lips.
Wrapping his hands around me he leaned, closer nuzzling his head on my chest. ''You are such a baby, Riddhaan'' I mumbled gently running it over his shoulders, the fabric whispering against his skin. He remained silent, nuzzling further into me, his warm breath whispering against my skin. Suddenly I found his hands opening the buttons of my shirt, and I lightly slapped his hand. This man isn't getting it enough.
''Last time for this night please'' he requested and a surge of possessiveness washed over me, a desire to keep him close, only I am the one who has this much power over him. I opened my buttons letting him access, and he plunged his mouth again into my nub sucking it gently this time, and I kept stroking his wet hair. In no time I felt his weight getting heavy on me indicating he is on the verge of sleeping now. I asked him to sleep in his room, he nodded negatively and pulled me onto the couch, and slept over me.
I looked at him in surprise that this man was in the mafia and acted like a baby, my shirt buttons were still undone, his face was pushed into my breast and his body was crushing my whole body. I smiled, maybe this is what Risha meant when she said I would have my share of peace one day. Massaging his hair, I earned a small smile from him that tickled me because of his breath and I let myself consume in the depth of the sleep.
Next Day
AUTHOR'S POV
A massive hall looked super fancy with its high ceilings and sparkly chandeliers, that was the place where the Lakme Fashion Week would be happening. It felt like being in a magical palace! The walls were covered with artificial diamonds and jewels suiting the mystical theme, making the whole place look like a dream.
Right in the middle of the hall was a long, shiny runway. It was like a super fancy pathway where models would walk. On each side of the runway were comfy chairs where people sat, waiting excitedly for the fashion show to start.
Everyone in the hall was buzzing with excitement, chatting eagerly as they waited for the show to begin. Cameras flashed here and there, capturing all the cool moments of the event. The leading actors, actresses, and cricketers were present. As the audience settled into their seats, the hall got quieter, with only the occasional whisper of excitement filling the air.
On the backstage where all the Models were getting dressed up, in one room the super diva and the show stopper were sitting on her chair calmly as a huge team of makeup artists and stylists were there to make her ready. One artist brushed shiny eyeshadow on Nitya's eyelids to make her eyes sparkle. Another applied highlighter to make her skin look flawless, another one worked on her hairstyle curling it into beautiful curls making her look more vibrant. But her concentration was on her phone, she had texted Riddhaan and called him too but he didn't answer.
When the makeup and hair were done, the stylist made her wear the dress and touched up the makeup making sure it looked perfect. Nitya looked at herself in the mirror and felt confident and beautiful. She stood up, ready to walk down the runway and impress everyone with her grace and style but something was missing inside her, she wanted Riddhaan to be there. He promised that he would be there but her heart sank when he didn't receive the calls. She never felt like this in her entire life, for the first time she wanted someone to cheer her, and admire her but she knew these dreams would remain as dreams.
As the lights dimmed and the music swelled, a hush fell over the crowd. The runway came to life as the first model emerged, her silhouette illuminated by the spotlight, following every model, and started their ramp walks with confidence and grace. All the models would walk out onto the runway, showing off the latest fashions. They would walk confidently, with all eyes on them, and strike poses at the end of the runway to show off their outfits.
The last name of the show stopper is announced, and brushing off her worries, Nitya puts her phone down, and under the soft, glowing lights of the runway, she confidently walks out, dressed beautifully. She looks stunning and captures everyone's attention with her graceful steps.
The audience claps and cheers for her, impressed by her style and grace. As she made her exit, the runway erupted into applause, the audience on their feet in appreciation. The fashion show had come to an end, and everyone started to leave, now only some models and the backstage artist were present. Suddenly something happened that no one was expecting, and chaos erupted. A cloud of Thick smoke captures the hall, engulfing the space in confusion and panic.
In no time the hall was filled with thick, grey smoke, swirling around like a dense fog. It was hard to see anything clearly, and the air tasted bitter and acrid. People were coughing and choking as they struggled to breathe, their faces twisted in discomfort as they struggled to find a way out.
Nitya felt a pounding headache coming on as she tried to make her way through the smoke. Her eyes stung, and it was getting harder to catch her breath. She stumbled forward, feeling nauseous, and was ready to fall off because of her weakness.
Around her, others were collapsing to the ground, and her head started to spin more widely as she was about to hit the ground, a pair of hands helped her with a smirk. The unknown figure was wearing a mask and no one could recognise the person, Nitya struggled herself in the person's hold but it became tighter. She reached her hands out to remove the mask but was unsuccessful, as the person had injected her on her neck.
''Caught you princess'' the unknown person whispered and kept their hand on her eyes, silently shutting them off.
''Riddhaan'' she whispered lowly because that was the last thing she wanted to see.
On the other side
''Fuck these damn meetings, I want to be with my precious'' Riddhaan growled as one by one investor kept putting in some terms and conditions making his departure late. He cursed everyone in his breath and told Ekansh to handle it, taking his blazer from the leather chair he left without giving a shit to anyone. Keeping the diamond bracelet in his pocket, he bought it for his precious to gift her with something memorable, and he left.
He settled on his latest Range Rover and asked the guards to leave him alone, he promised his precious that he would be there to see her on the ramp but he was already late. My precious must be waiting for me that as the only thought, his mind is filled with
He gripped the steering wheel tightly, his foot pressing down hard on the accelerator as he raced through the winding roads, urgency driving him forward. His mind was consumed with thoughts of meeting his Precious, every second ticking away like an eternity.
But everything turns into a microsecond as in a sudden flashback, Riddhaan finds himself transported to another time, another lifetime. He stood before a figure from his past, a figure still unrecognised by him but he knows he has seen him various times in his dreams and visions.
''I curse you to be tormented by the desire for love, your souls are destined to yearn for love endlessly, the fate will always tear you apart, you have to endure an eternity of longing for her love, only to be cruelly separated in every lifetime, You have to bear the pain of separation in every lifetime''
With a swift and merciless motion, the man raised the sword high above his head and brought it down with a single, decisive thrust. The blade pierced his chest, driving deep into his heart. The man gasped in agony as searing pain coursed through his body, his vision swimming with darkness as his lifeblood spilled onto the ground.
''Suryaansh'' a girl screamed coming in their direction, the man smiled while looking at his love, he knew this was the last time he was capturing her in his eyes, but he also knew that she was the only one who resided in his soul. With a smile, he closed his eyes, while the woman fell to her knees crying for him. He will be back for her, for their love, no curse can bind him, no god can chain him, his love will be the cure for every curse.
Images from another time and place flashed before his eyes, transporting him to a world long forgotten. Lost in the depths of his memories, Riddhaan struggled to maintain control of the vehicle, his hands trembling as the heat enveloped him like a suffocating clutch around him. He was still unknown why he got such flashbacks which seemed to be very real for him and who is the girl, she was very familiar to him but he could not see her face.
During all these flashbacks, he didn't notice his body start to produce more heat, his neck and cheeks were red due to the heat and with each passing moment, the intensity of the heat grew, clouding his vision and his thoughts. Desperate to break free from the grip of his past, Riddhaan fought to regain control of the car, but it was too late. In his distracted state, he failed to notice the approaching headlights of an oncoming truck until it was too late. In a split second, everything changed, his car collided with the truck making everything come to an end.
Metal shrieked and glass shattered as the car spun wildly, leaving his body jolt in pain. Glass shattered, metal crumpled, and time seemed to slow to a crawl as the world spun out of control. The crash didn't just wreck his car; it also broke down the walls between his old memories and his life now. Now he had to face his past while dealing with the mess of the crash.
The world spun in a dizzying whirl as his vision blurred, pain shooting through his body as he was half tossed out of the car, leaving his bleeding hand which had the diamond bracelet engraved ''MY PRECIOUS'', it had also turned red.
''Precious'' was the last word that came from his mouth after that he found himself slipping into the darkness.
EKANSH'S POV
''What the hell you mean you can't find her'' I yelled at my men, this is hell hectic now. Bhai is in the hospital, Bhabhi is missing, and Samiksha is missing. I pace back and forth in the hospital frustration evident in every line of my face. All the men stand before me, cowed by my anger as I vent my frustration at the situation.
If Bhai got to know that Bhabhi is kidnapped, he would burn this world along with me. And who the fuck has the audacity to kidnap her.
10 Hours Later
I was trying hard to handle all the press and media, the royals were in the hospital too and I don't know any fucking thing till now about Bhabhi. My team is trying to search for her but they are failing.
Meanwhile, the hospital corridor outside echoed with the hurried footsteps of anxious nurses and top doctors who had been appointed for the boss. I went inside and stood outside the room where Boss lay, his form pale and fragile against the sterile white sheets. My jaw clenched as I struggled to contain the storm of emotions raging within me.
''Sir, Queen has been taken to Sri Lanka that is the only thing we could find about her'' One of them said and I clenched my fist in annoyance. Tharindu Jayawardena is the only name that came across my mind. I bet he is the one who kidnapped her, because he wants to kill the boss for a very long time. So that he can rule Asia all alone. Fucking bastard.
''She has been kept in Balangoda'' a voice boomed in the corridor and I saw a girl walking inside with confidence.
''Ilisha Dutta'' I murmured, recognizing her voice. She is the hacker in our team also she is recommended by Raghav Ahuja the best hacker in India say a lot about her, She is the one who took down Boss's video that the journalist had made. Today was the first time I had seen her because no one except the boss had seen her face ever, she always contacted us through virtual conferences with her camera off, She nodded and gave me her tab which had Bhabhi's exact location. I looked at the location and told my team to prepare the jets.
In no time the doctor came running in my direction, he informed me that Bhai had been conscious now and he was asking for his precious.
Perfect time to wake up boss, now I will see how these fuckers live. I walked inside the room and saw him sitting on the hospital bed, shouting something at the nurse.
''Ekansh, get me off from here, I need to attend my precious runway, she will be angry already as I am hell late'' he spoke while removing the tubes attached to him. He struggles to rise from the bed, his movements slow and pained. I held my head hung down not knowing how to decode this news to him. He shouted at me again and I prepared myself knowing what was coming next.
''Bhai, Bhabhi is Kidnapped'' I dropped the bomb on his head and in no time, I heard a glass-shattering sound. He had punched the glass table which had medicines and syringes all over. His anger blazes like a wildfire, consuming him from the inside out.
''Tell me, I fucking pay you all to just sit and watch her getting kidnapped'' he growled in anger, the doctors said him to be in control but I know he won't. Even though he is injured but he won't sit silent until he sees Bhabhi.
''I need to find her'' he grunted, His breathing grew heavy as he struggled to contain the fury building inside him. With a sudden burst of determination, he swings his legs off the bed, ignoring the protests of his injured body.
''Bhai, Tharindu kidnapped her and now she is in Sri Lanka'' I disclose and immediately his jaw clenches, and his knuckles turn white as he crumples the glass in his fist. I can see the pain from his wounds is forgotten, overshadowed by the overwhelming desperation to find Bhabhi.
Without any other words, he strides out of the room, leaving everything behind, his determination radiating like a palpable force. As he disappears down the hospital corridor, the sound of his footsteps echoes in the empty halls, a haunting reminder that the devil is woke up. I followed him determined to find Bhabhi.
I will fucking burn all of them who are responsible for my bhaiya and bhabhi's this condition.
NITYA'S POV
As I slowly blinked my eyes open, the room came into focus, revealing a scene straight out of a B-grade thriller. The walls were painted a drab shade of grey, adorned with peeling paint and cracks that snaked across the surface like spiderwebs. A single bare light bulb hung from the ceiling, casting harsh shadows that danced eerily across the room. ''Looks like the kidnapper has a small budget'' I thought.
I couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of it all. Kidnapped? Seriously? I mean, come on, couldn't they come up with a more original plot twist? The moment they injected me with something I knew I was going to be kidnapped, and if they wanted to kill me they should have done it in my unconscious state because now I am hell alive I would let them live.
I tried to move, but my limbs felt heavy and unresponsive as if weighed down by thick ropes and I realized I was bound, my wrists and ankles securely restrained. I quickly
''Finally, the princess of the French Mafia, Ariana has decided to open her eyes'' I heard a thick deep voice, with a French accent and suddenly, a figure emerged from the darkness, moving with a glass of wine in his hands. As soon as he came in front of me I recognised him instantly – Jean-Luc, the infamous ex-French mafia member. But instead of fear, I feel a surge of l amusement rising in me, he finally decided my real personality.
Yes, I am indeed the only French Mafia princess, I have many layers of secrets and this is one of them. Nitya Roy is the business personality that I show to the words and Ariana is the underworld personality that I hide from the world. The Mafia world who used to mock me at first now fears just the name of Ariana, because who would have thought a girl could rule an empire? But I am a woman who is born to conqueror. I am not a simple princess but an Empress.
With a casual tilt of my head, I greet him with a sadist smile, my tone dripping with sarcasm as I address him by name. "Enzo-Luc- Dimaan" I drawl, the mockery evident in my voice. "To what do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected visit?"
He looks angry, but I'm not bothered. I stay strong and confident, showing him that I'm not intimidated. Because I am not. Duh. Despite being in a tough situation, I feel powerful because I refuse to let fear control me.
''Are you sure, the world fears this beautiful girl'' He said and one other man came to my side, and I recognized him too. He is Tharindu Jayawardena, the Sri Lankan Mafia. Looks like all the mafia ganged up against me.
Ignoring both of them I casually begin to untie the ropes binding me. With a calm demeanour, I loosen the knots with practised ease, my movements deliberate and confident yet powerful.
"You need to invest in some stronger material next time'' I said with a smirk while tugging at the ropes and binding my wrists with exaggerated effort. As the ropes fall away, I stand unshackled before them, a symbol of my power and strength.
''It was just for the starters, for the real fight let's test you, princess'' Enzo said and in no time, the room was filled with many men. I laughed at his silly attempt of trying to scare me. He moved back and threw a blade in the air which I caught effortlessly. It's my time to shine bitches.
I have practised combat training for years, one man came in my direction and I threw the blade blade in his direction flashing in a deadly arc. It clipped his arm, sending him howling in pain. The second hesitated, and that was all the time I needed and without wasting a moment a well-placed kick sent him sprawling.
The other goon, finally realizing what was happening, lunged for me. I twisted, throwing my elbow back blindly, and connected with a sickening thud on his jaw. He crumpled to the floor like a rag doll.
A stray bullet grazed my arm, sending a jolt of pain through me. Ignoring it, I swept a leg, sending another attacker flying kick. But two more were upon me, flanking me with grim smiles. A rising knee met the attacker in the gut, doubling him over. The other lunged, but I sidestepped, grabbing his arm and twisting with a sickening snap.
One more came in front, with his gun but In a flash, I grabbed his gun arm, twisting it with a snarl. The surprised roar turned into a choked scream as I brought my knee up, connecting squarely with his groin. He crumpled at my feet, the gun clattering to the floor. Collecting the gun I keep firing the bullets, sometimes in anyone's chest, sometimes straight in their head, sometimes in their stomach. I missed no shot, and in no time the piles of dead bodies was living there.
I stood there, chest heaving, the metallic tang of blood and gunpowder heavy in the air. My body ached, but a cold satisfaction bloomed in my chest. They had come for a battle and I showed them, how a war is won singlehandedly.
''KNEEL'' I commanded both of them as we three remained alive in the room. They both gave me an impressive look and it disgusted me.
''Aww princess before killing us, don't you want to know the condition of your lover boy'' Enzo spoke, I was confused at first but suddenly he thrust the tab in my hand and my eyes widened seeing the content.
''Breaking New: Live Footage from India, the King of India Rana Riddhaan Veer Shekhawat had met with a deadly accident, Reports indicate that the accident occurred earlier today, resulting in being rushed to the hospital for immediate medical attention.
However, it has been a worrisome 8 hours since the accident, with no significant response reported from Rana Riddhaan Veer Shekhawat. The medical team continues to monitor his condition closely.
''They didn't show they had quality pictures, but don't worry I have them'' This time it was Tharindu who spoke, he showed me his phone in which there was live footage of Riddhaan getting into an accident. I stopped my breath for a second as I saw how his car collided and his blood figure just came out of the car. I can tell it isn't any fake or morphed video as I see no cuts in between also I saw Ekansh and familiar figures who reduced him to the ambulance.
My blood drained with the single thought of him getting into the accident. The sight of him injured and vulnerable fills me with a seething rage, my fists clenched in ultimate fury.
No, he is my Riddhaan, he is my tereso, I know he is safe. I would turn them into ashes if they tried to harm my Tereso.
''I promise if something happens to him I will ensure your family name is erased from existence in this world, I will fucking give you all a slow death'' I yelled and put the gun on his forehead, fucking bastards. I need to get out of here, my tereso needs me and I need him. I won't let anything happen to him.
Just when I was about to pull the trigger, something hard hit me on the head. It hurt so bad that I stumbled backward, almost losing my balance. I looked around to see who did it and there, a figure standing before me was a face I never expected to see in this context. A face I knew all too well.
''Samiksha'' I muttered the name, of the woman standing in front of me. I blinked, trying to make sense of the surroundings, my vision blurred because of the hit and I could feel the blood coming out of my head, and I slipped into the darkness again. Tereso, please be safe.
After an hour
''Harder baby'' someone moaned, and I shook my head trying to get consciousness, the room was silent only the moans of a woman could be heard. I opened my eyes and the scene in front of me left me shocked and disgusted. There Samiksha was sitting on Enzo's lap, half naked while he was fingering her. She let out the loudest moan as he squeezed her breast. I cannot believe the scene in front of me. This woman who acted so lovely in front of us was not the one we thought.
''What the hell you did Samiksha'' I mumbled and she didn't reply anything, but was moaning. I felt so fucking disgusted by this sight, this bitch. As soon as she was done, she wore her top again and looked at me, her expression remained stoic, devoid of any remorse or explanation. Ekansh will not be able to handle this betrayal. No fucking way, he will die if he gets to know about this betrayal.
''Looks like the greatest French Mafia Princess didn't like the scene in front of her, but aren't you and the Riddhhaan were doing the same last night in the swimming pool'' she said mocking me, and I couldn't be grossed out. First, she dares to cheat Ekansh and now she is mocking me. Fucking bullshit, I need to get out of here, but why can't able to move my body.
''At least I have the standard while choosing my man'' I retorted her sassily, and she came in front of me and held me by my jaw. I struggled hard but I didn't feel any sensation in my body, I couldn't feel my legs my hands were free. Don't tell me they have numbed my body down below my waist. I know this technique, in this we just give a numbness injection to the person and their body becomes paralysed for a few minutes.
''You can't talk to a queen like this'' she spoke while sitting back in his lap again, and I smirk this bitch seriously thinking he will make her Queen. I see he didn't make the awareness of having a wife and multiple mistresses to her, but it's fine I should reveal it to her.
''Seriously, she and queen Enzo, I thought Lyva is the one for you, I mean your trophy wife'' I spoke sarcastically and Samisksha looked at him with wide eyes. I laughed at his expression.
''Take her'' he said and his men immediately took Samiksha away from the room and Thirutha entered the room at the same time, his lips had a smirk. One of the men placed a table between Enzo and me, and I was confused.
I stare across the table at Enzo, our rivalry thickening the air between us. The tension is palpable as he places a single gun before us, a grim reminder of the stakes at hand. Removing all bullets except one. It's a silent declaration, a challenge to fate itself. Enzo's hand hovers over the table, placing a single gun with a solitary bullet in the centre. His lips curl into a menacing smirk as he challenges me with his eyes, daring me to make a move.
''Only one can rule, then let fate decide it, let's see French Mafia wants a king or a Queen'' he declares, his voice carrying an air of finality. I nod with determination, agreeing to take the risk, knowing that only one of us will win in the end. I love to take risks, baby the high-end risk. Thirutha got excited so bad, that I wondered what his role was in this.
Silence envelops us as we both grasp the weapon, our fingers poised over the trigger. With a silent agreement, we begin our deadly dance, each taking turns to fire a single shot. It was Enzo's first turn he shot echoes through the room, the bullet absent as it leaves the barrel. My smirk grew wider and I pointed the gun at his chest and pulled the trigger but still the same result. The chamber is empty as I squeeze the trigger, my eyes never leaving Enzo's.
Click. Enzo's second attempt yields the same result, his expression growing increasingly frustrated.
Click. Again, my turn comes up, but the chamber remains void of any bullet.
The realization sinking in that the final shot will decide our fate. We did it one more time and no bullet came out and it was the last time. Last shot, either he could survive or me.
''Only one can be the ruler'' he asserts with a cruel smirk, his eyes boring into mine. "And that's me." He pressed the trigger and again no bullet came, and it was my turn last time. I smirked as his expression twisted in agony as he crumpled in his defeat but his expression changed immediately. Enzo reaches for a knife, his movements fueled by desperation. Before I can react, the blade slices across my wrist, a searing pain erupting through me.
Instinct takes over as I raise the gun, my vision blurring with pain. With the last of my strength, I take aim and pull the trigger, I shoot straight between his eyes. The sound of the gunshot reverberates through the room, filling the air with a deafening roar. If I am going to die, then I am taking you to hell with me bastard.
With a smile. I see Enzo's lifeless body before me, a sense of bitter satisfaction washing over me. bitter taste lingering in my mouth as I feel myself slipping away. But the victory was short lives as the world around me tilted and spun, darkness closing in from all sides. And then, just when I think it's all over, a figure emerges from the shadows, a familiar silhouette blurred by the haze of pain and blood loss.
As the blood flowed from my wrist, mingling with the crimson stain on the floor, the last thought that consumed me was of the one I wanted to see.
My Riddhaan, My Tereso
But it wasn't Riddhaan. He didn't come.
''Dad'' I whispered lowly, it was so low that maybe no one could hear it. He immediately came to me and wrapped his arms around me, his comforting embrace enveloping me as consciousness slipped away.
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