Rudhransh sat majestically on his throne-like chair, his piercing gaze sweeping across the room where his wild animals feasted on their meals. His eyes shone with a deep affection for these ferocious creatures, each one more deadly than the last. He had always been drawn to the untamed, and his collection of animals reflected that. Amber and Hunter, his two loyal companions, approached him, their eyes locked onto his. They nuzzled his hands, and he stroked their fur, his fingers lingering on Amber's wound.
"You're healing, buddy," he murmured, his voice low and soothing, filled with a warmth that only a true animal lover could understand.
As he tended to Amber's wound, Neil and Rihaan entered the room, their eyes scanning the space before landing on the injured animal. Rihaan's face softened, his voice filled with gratitude.
"He's healing now, that's good. He literally lost his life saving Vansh from our enemies." Rudhransh's gaze intensified, his jaw clenched. .
"They're not human, Vansh," Rihaan continued. "They're animals. They know how to sever those who feed and care for them. They only know how to love and protect."
Rudhransh's eyes flashed with understanding, his voice dripping with emotion. "That's what makes them so loyal, so pure. They don't know how to hate, only how to love and protect. And that's what makes them so worthy of our love and respect." Amber and Hunter nuzzled his hands again, as if sensing his emotions. He smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "You two are more than just animals. You're my family, my brother protectors, ." The room fell silent, the only sound the contented hum of the animals as they ate and the soft stroking of Rudhransh's hands on Amber and Hunter's fur.
Hunter
Amber
"Bhai, we're leaving to teach a lesson to the weapons supplier," Rihaan announced, his voice firm and resolute. Rudhransh's gaze snapped towards them, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity. As they turned to leave, Rudhransh's voice boomed out, "I'm also going with you." He rose from his chair, his movements fluid and powerful, like a lion unfolding from its throne. Amber, sensing his master's intent, followed closely behind him.
Neil and Rihaan exchanged a skeptical look, their eyebrows furrowed in concern. "Why is bhai taking this matter into his own hands? We can handle them," Neil whispered to Rihaan, his voice laced with doubt. Rihaan shook his head, equally perplexed, but said nothing, simply following Rudhransh as he strode towards the waiting cars.
The mansion's gates swung open, and a convoy of sleek black vehicles emerged, their engines purring like contented beasts. Bodyguards flanked the cars, their faces set in stern lines, their eyes scanning the surroundings with a mixture of caution and loyalty. Rudhransh's presence seemed to electrify the air, his aura of authority and power drawing his men to him like a magnet. As they set off towards their destination, the weapons supplier's fate seemed all but sealed.
He had no idea that his life was about to take a drastic turn. A single glimpse of her would change everything for Rudhransh Agniwanhsi, the great and powerful. His world would be turned upside down, and he would lose his grip on reality. Little did he know, his life would never be the same again.
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PRISHA POV
As I settled into the car alongside Yuvaan bhaii and Janvi, I couldn't help but notice the two vehicles of bodyguards trailing us from home. Their presence was a constant reminder of my family's wealth and status, and while I appreciated the concern for my safety, it sometimes felt suffocating. My elder brother Shreyansh Singh Rajput's insistence on having two bodyguards with me at all times was understandable, but it also made me feel like I was living in a fishbowl. Every move I made was watched and scrutinized.
Despite my reservations, I knew Shreyansh's bhaii actions stemmed from love and concern. He was being extra cautious, not just with me, but with everyone in the house. The number of bodyguards at home had increased, and it was clear that he was taking no chances.
As we drove to college, I gazed out the window, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling city. Everyone was engrossed in their daily routines, rushing to and fro, while I felt like I was stuck in a bubble. The cool winds and sunny skies made for a delightful day, but my mind was elsewhere.
As we cruised to college, Yuvaan Bhai was engrossed in a phone call, his voice hushed but urgent, no doubt discussing work matters. Janvi and I sat in the backseat, observing her fixation on her phone, her thumbs flying across the screen with a speed and dexterity that left me bewildered. I, on the other hand, found myself captivated by the bracelet encircling my wrist and the pendant resting against my chest. The intricate designs and craftsmanship transported me to a world of nostalgia, reminding me of the special person who gifted them to me on my birthday. Though their face remained a mystery, the sentiment behind these gifts made them priceless treasures.
As our car halted outside the college, the usual hubbub of students milling about parted, their eyes drawn to our entourage. Janvi and I stepped out, and Yuvaan Bhai's voice called out,
"I won't be able to pick you up after the function; you guys go with the bodyguards. I have to take care of office work in Shreyansh Bhai's absence."
I reassured him with a smile, understanding the weight of his responsibilities.
"Don't worry about us, we'll manage." He flashed a warm smile before bidding us farewell, instructing the bodyguards to ensure our safety.
Two bodyguards accompanied us into the college, blending in seamlessly with the student crowd. They shed their formal attire, donning casual clothes and backpacks, their eyes ever-vigilant as they shadowed us through the corridors. It was a strange feeling, having these protectors masquerading as students, but I had grown accustomed to their presence
On the college premises, Janvi and I attracted the attention of many students, particularly a few boys who glanced at me. However, their focus quickly shifted towards Yuvaan Bhai who was glaring at them
"'Darshan Raval is scheduled to arrive in the next 10 minutes. Let us hasten so that we do not miss the opportunity,' I remarked to my Buddy ( Janvi ) as we proceeded towards the college's rear corridor. Today, this renowned singer is gracing our college with his presence for a concert. I am eagerly anticipating his performance as he happens to be my favourite artist. His singing voice resonates deeply with me, evoking emotions, while his songs have a profound impact. Furthermore, it is undeniable that his physical charm adds to his appeal.
" prisha, walk slowly and we will both fall. "
"Mam, walk slowly otherwise you will fall "
Janvi and my bodyguard both warned me to walk slowly to avoid falling, but I ignored my bodyguard's advice and picked up the pace while holding Janvi's hand...
AUTHOR/POV...
Prisha and Janvi were both running, and Prisha seemed to be overflowing with happiness. Her radiant smile was captivating, making her shine like a pearl, and drawing everyone's attention toward her.
'"Damn, she's so beautiful, especially when she laughs. If it weren't for her protective brothers, I would've confessed my feelings ages ago,' a boy complimented her. '
"Don't even think about her that way, she always has bodyguards around her and four tough brothers,"' another boy cautioned.
The conversation halted when another voice chimed in.
" 'She's so hot and her body is irresistible,' a third boy made vulgar remarks about Prisha. 'But soon enough, she'll belong to me, moaning my name on my bed under me. I'll make her mine,' "the boy proclaimed, eyeing Prisha inappropriately from head to toe.
"Don't even let those thoughts enter your mind, Vicky. Remember whose daughter she is and who her brothers are. If they find out about your creepy thoughts about her definitely, 'They're gonna burn you alive' his friend warned
but he just started cracking up and told his friends", 'Don't you forget who my dad is and how powerful I am.'. "
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Prisha pov
Trudging towards the concert venue, Janvi's phone pierced the air, "Sorry I'm running 5 minutes late, can you grab a seat for me while you wait? I'll be there in 5 minutes." She hastily requested before dashing off, leaving me to navigate the crowded corridor alone.
As I teetered forward in my heels, disaster struck. My feet tangled, and I stumbled, but before I could hit the ground, a pair of strong arms scooped me up. My eyes instinctively shut, and I felt a rush of embarrassment. "Ugh, why me? Why now?" I mentally chastised myself.
But as I settled into the stranger's embrace, a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. His touch sparked a memory, a sensation I'd experienced before. My eyes fluttered open, only to find the mysterious savior's face hidden behind a mask. His fingers, still wrapped around my waist, sent shivers down my spine. Who was this enigmatic figure, and why did his touch feel so hauntingly familiar?
Analyzing the situation, Ahil's ( bodyguards name ) voice rang out, "Are you okay, ?" as he rushed towards me. The mysterious stranger, dressed in an all-black ensemble and a mask, had swiftly helped me up and vanished into the crowd before I could even process what had happened. I nodded reassuringly at Ahil, but my gaze remained fixed on the spot where the stranger had disappeared. There was something about him that left me intrigued.
Janvi's voice broke the spell, "Come on Prisha, what are you doing? Darshan Raval is here!" I turned towards the stage, and a bright smile illuminated my face. The atmosphere was electric, with the crowd buzzing like a live wire. The air was thick with anticipation as people chanted Darshan's name, and vibrant lights danced across the venue, casting a kaleidoscope of colors. Confetti and colorful papers swirled around us, adding to the excitement.
As Darshan's fingers grazed the guitar strings, the room fell silent, entranced by the melody. The cacophony of noise and chaos melted away, replaced by the sweet serenade that filled every corner of the venue. I felt my heart swell with emotion, lost in the beauty of the music. The stranger in black was forgotten, and all that mattered was the magic of the moment.
In a breathtaking moment, the musical instruments came alive, and Darshan's enchanting voice soared through the air, mesmerizing the entire crowd. His sweet, melodious tone was like a warm embrace, wrapping everyone in its comfort, and soon, the audience was humming along, entranced by the beauty of his singing. I had been fortunate enough to attend numerous concerts of his, but each time felt like the first - a testament to his captivating talent and the special place he held in my heart.
What made it even more extraordinary was that I had met him several times, thanks to my brother's invitation to our home. Those personal encounters had only deepened my admiration for him, and I felt like I was experiencing his music on a whole new level. As he sang, I felt like I was reliving all those moments we had shared, and his voice brought back a flood of memories. I could listen to his songs on repeat forever, and yet, they still managed to evoke the same emotions, the same thrill, every single time. And now, as I stood there, surrounded by thousands of fans, I felt grateful to be experiencing his music live once again.
Darshan started singing "Tu Milaya", my favorite song! I couldn't help but hum along, lost in the beautiful melody. His voice was so soothing, it gave me goosebumps. I was completely absorbed in the music, not noticing
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