11| Something hidden?
"Cause she ignites the warmth of love in his cold heart,
And he'll set fire to the world around him,
But never let a flame touch her"
Aayansh sits in the driving seat and starts the car without wasting another second, meanwhile Tara's eyes remains intact on him as she tries to open her seat belt but all her efforts prove to be worthless.
"Why are you doing all this?" She murmurs slowly, her voice cracking with frustration. "Tum mujhse pyaar bhi nahi karte, kabhi karoge bhi nahi, fir kyun?" Moisture clouding her vision as she blinks her eyes.
{You don't love me, you will never, then why?}
"Love makes people weak and I have no weaknesses." He replies, his voice cold and emotionless. A shade of darkness surrounding him, which is both enticing and deadly.
She takes a pause "Then who I am for you? Just your possession whom you want to cage forever?" She asks incredulously.
"You are the one who makes me feel hate, anger, desire, lust and something even more dangerous" he leans over her face, his eyes lock into hers. "Endless Addiction" his voice now full of intent and passion.
They looks at each other, baffled in desire and hate. Where his dark blue eyes resemble the deep ocean with endless waves and her golden brown eyes perpetuating purity the fire holds.
They hate each other? Not really, they do.
For a moment, her heart skips a beat as she tries to search for any lies and fakeness in his eyes but all she can see is desire and firmness.
His words are not supposed to affect her the way they do, her heart flutters on each word of his and sends chills down her spine, accompanied by a burst of adrenaline.
She turn her head towards the window to ignore the sensation arising within herself.
She takes some fresh air to breathe as she feels suffocated in his embrace.
"Eyes on me, Amour" His cold voice rips off through the silence filling the space of the car as he towers over her head, anger sparking his eyes.
She takes a deep breath to compose herself, and to normalise her racing heart. After a few moments, she turns her head towards him whose eyes were still locked over her face.
"Your eyes should be on me when I'm talking to you." He orders, his tone laces dominance and proximity.
"I'm not your puppet." she says in a low growl, her fists clench on his dominance.
"Exactly, you are my woman." He grabs her neck and pulls her closer "and you'll be treated as a queen until you behave like my woman."
Their warm breaths flowing over each others face, Tara's heart already racing with an uncontrollable pace as her eyes rove over his face, somewhere making her lose her sanity.
At this very moment, she went speechless as her mind tangling with its own feelings.
A mix of hate, fury, desire and much more than this.
The petrifying silence filling the space around them as they crosses a few kilometres. Tara's heart breaks with hopelessness and feeling of betrayal. Her eyes gleaming with moisture but she tries to maintain her composure and not to break- at least not in front of him.
"You betrayed me, you said you'd let me meet my bro before our marriage and-" he cut off her words and says "see backside."
For a couple of seconds, she looks at him with confusion and then turns her head to glance backside and her eyes widen and lips part on the sight.
An evil smirk appears on Aayansh's face after seeing her reaction as he also looks backside where a Rolls Royce following their bugatti with a mad speed.
"Bro-" A slow whisper leaves Tara's mouth as her eyes fixate on the car behind which is no one's but Arsh's car and he is sitting inside it, following their bugatti with an impulsive rage. His car is a few kilometres away from them.
"Your brother is here to save you." Aayansh says, his voice dripping with sarcasm "But will he be able to save you?"
"You better think about yourself, my bro will save me anyway." She utters while her eyes move from backside to Aayansh who is looking at her with his head slightly tilt.
"Desperate enough, are we, wife?" His eyes remain intact to Tara as he speak.
"I'm not your wife." She yell, anger feuling her tone.
Aayansh takes out the gun from the dashboard of the car and hands it to Tara, she looks at him with confusion while Aayansh's eyes move from her face to the road ahead.
Here, arsh connects the Bluetooth to his ear after calling luca. He picks up the call within a single ring and before he can utter a single word, arsh growls "Block every goddamn road of Albany... RIGHT NOW!" His tone dripping with fury and desperation.
"I can't shoot in his car as Tara is with him, and I won't take any risk on her security." He says before hanging up and then he presses the accelerator to increase the speed.
His eyes don't lose the sight of Aayansh's bugatti, not even for a second. On this whole clear road of Albany, only these two cars are in sight and eventually, few more cars began to appear in the sight. This time they are Carson's men.
"Shoot on the car behind." Aayansh commands Tara, his face remains unreadable and tone serious yet cold.
"What?" She frowns, looking at him with a mix of amusement and confusion.
"I don't repeat my words." He says in a low growl.
"I won't shoot" She snaps at him.
"So you will be responsible for whatever happens here." he says, the warning evident in his tone as his eyes move from the road ahead to Arsh's car through the rearview mirror and then to Carson's men, whose cars are following their lead a few kilometers behind both Aayansh and Arsh's cars.
Aayansh drifts the car in an instant, taking the gun from Tara he shoots right on the forehead of Carson's man whose car is coming behind Them. Tara covers both her ears with her palms as the sound of a gunshot echoes, ripping through the silence.
Arsh's gaze travels from the road ahead to Carson's men following his car. In an instant, he takes his gun out and shoots at the other cars following theirs, fully aware of their intentions behind chasing him.
Aayansh suddenly swerves sharply, taking an unexpected exit off the highway onto a side street.
Arsh reacts instantly, his eyes narrowing as he follows Aayansh's lead.The smooth, empty streets of New York City at this late hour become their racetrack, the city lights blurring past them.
Until now, all Carson's men disappear, Aayansh's gunshot serving as a clear warning to them. Once again, only Aayansh's Bugatti and Arsh's Rolls Royce remain in sight, both running at breakneck speed.
Within minutes, arsh's car reaches near Aayansh's bugatti. Their cars are next to each other and both of them look at one another through their windows, arsh's eyes fixate on Tara as he mediates the speed of his car.
Tara turns her head to look out the window, towards Arsh's car, her eyes flicker with hope and happiness just like when you find some light after suffocating in darkness for long.
"Princess, don't panic. I'm here." Arsh assures her after noticing the restlessness and anxiety clouding over her face. His eyes blaze with anger and composure at the same time.
"Fantasizing too much, brother in law?" Aayansh scoffs, "Your Princess is my queen now." His hand curling over Tara's clench fist and she glances back at him, a winning smile spread across his lips.
"We'll see when I'll bury you deep under ten feet on the place where you touched my sister." Arsh rages out of your fury, Tara knew that arsh isn't doing anything at the moment cause she's with Aayansh. And as always, he's prioritising her safety over anything.
"Then I have to end this misunderstanding of yours." Aayansh retorts before pressing the accelerator as he storms the car over the clear street, arsh follows him with the same pace.
"Who owns you, fireheart?" He whispers, his eyes focuses on the road ahead, blazing with something carnal and dangerous.
She glares at him, the bitterness and hatred her eyes carrying is visible, She didn't answer but her eyes remains stuck to his face as she witnesses him turning from man to a beast.
"Open your fcking mouth and answer." He growls, tightening his grip over her wrist.
"You are a psycho." She retorts, agony washing over her mind.
"This isn't the answer I asked for." He warns as his hand moving up her clothed thigh, grabbing it impulsively. His darkened eyes now intact to hers, leaving her into a shuddering mess as his body towering over her.
"Y- you." She stutters, her voice cracking with hatred and anger.
"Such a good girl." He whispers as a grin forms on his face, taking away his eyes from her face to the road ahead. "So now I will prove this."
He moves his eyes to the rear view mirror where Arsh's car a few kilometres away, storming towards them. Tara also shifts her eyes from him to the backside. All of a sudden, an evil grin forms on Aayansh's face somewhere indicating his dangerous intentions.
"Stop the car, please." She sighs.
"I will, but before that. Something interesting is gonna happen." He takes an unexpected turn, Both of them have their eyes fixed on Arsh's car which is at some distance.
And suddenly, A loud sound resounds there. Baffled with shock and fear, Tara glances back once again. And with this, every nerve and every part of her body starts shuddering on the sight.
Arsh's car is engulfed in flames as it gets blasted. Her face drains off colours and her eyes stick behind, On that car blazes in flames. Her mind isn't able to process what just happened and what is she seeing?
Aayansh stops the car, his face lacking any emotions as he holds Tara's hand and takes her out of the car. For a few moments, she does not react to anything as her mind has gone numb and her eyes stunned in shock, remain glued to that car.
Every beat her heart taking gets heavier on the thought that she lost her brother- in front of her eyes. They stops at some distance from that burning car. Pain and tears replaces the shock within Tara's mind as soon as she sees the body burning inside that car.
World around her fades away and she let out the tears pool within her eyes just like an unhinged rain after burning dry summers. Her body, accompanied by her soul and mind trembles as she witnesses her brother burning to death in front of her eyes.
As she moves towards that car with her trembling steps, Aayansh holds her hand back and prevents her from moving forward. Her mind, neither her body allow any protest and she falls to the ground lifeless on her knees.
Tears blurring her vision but not a single word comes out of her throat like she's lacking life.
"Princess?" Aayansh tilts his head and looks towards the opposite side where arsh is standing, pointing his gun on Aayansh's forehead. His lips curled into an known smirk as he knows what exactly happened here.
The car which got blasted was Luca's car who was following arsh for his safety, and the moment Aayansh took turn, arsh also turned his car towards the other street to reach him faster.
And just then, luca's car had a blast because of the bomb planted on that point of road by Carson's men, aiming to kill Arsh.
Fortunately, both arsh and Aayansh knew about this so both of them changed the route before reaching that point while luca was unaware of this.
Here, Tara turns her head towards Arsh's voice and her breaking heart pounds heavily inside her chest. Her moisture gleaming eyes return to life and a heavenly satisfaction appears on her face as she manages to stand up.
"Bro, I-" her words cut off when she sees Aayansh pointing his gun on arsh. Both of them pointing guns at each other, their eyes flickering with anger and radiating deadly determination. And the tension hanging within the thin air is palpable.
Aayansh's lips curled into a grin when he sees terror on Tara's face.
"Princess, come here. Trust me, nothing will happen." Arsh tries to calm Tara as he forwards one hand towards her, indicating her to come to his side.
The moment Tara puts forward her step towards Arsh, Aayansh grabs her waist and pulls her towards him, she collides with his broad chest.
"What's so hurry, AJ. At least tell her why is all this happening and what you are hiding from her?" His voice is deep with rage and seriousness.
"Stop this, DO . NOT . INVOLVE my sister in all this." He warns him, anger radiating off in his voice is evident.
My eyes are tracing his changing demeanor as I tighten my grip over her waist, and glance at her who is looking at her brother with confusion and something which is going to break within a while- Hope and trust.
My mind drifts back when it was all started.
"Pl- please, kill me, King. I can't bear this pain anymore." The man who is the biggest Russian don 'Nicholas Morozov' tied to the chair in front of me begs and I glance back at him.
Each and every part of his body drenched with blood and sweat trembles within my presence, His eyes are begging for some sort of mercy.
And I fucking love it, seeing my terror in other's eyes. Seeing their soul begging for mercy in front of me until I drag them to hell- my hell, it gives me pleasure.
"I would have." I take out the burning cigar from between my lips "surely rewarded you." I rub it on his forehead "with a brutal death." His screams of pain echoes, filling the petrifying silence of the room.
"But you not only challenged me, you insulted my chief." I mutter as I continue to rub the burning cigar over his forehead and screams ripping through the space around.
"So now, I'll show you the real hell right here" After getting an indication, one of my men hand me a dagger.
"Before dragging you to death, mother fucker." I conclude before thrusting that dagger inside his left eye, making his soul and body shudder at the same time.
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I glance back at myself in the mirror before getting rid of my blood stained shirt.
Blood shot red eyes, wet messy hairs scattered on forehead, a slight cut on the corner of my left brow and lips and blood drops splattered on my face.
Before I can make my way to take the shower, my phone rings. I pick it up from the side table and hear Rivaan's trembling voice "Bhai, our drug ships got attacked."
My fists clench and jaw tightens on his words, this is the first time anyone has ever interfered in my work, and the consequences will be definitely brutal- far away from his imagination.
"All our men are killed in the attack." Rivaan's voice crackles again, dripping with rage and disbelief.
"Who did the attack?" I ask, rage fueling my tone as I rub my left brow with my thumb to control fury arising within me.
"Arsh Jindal, the capo of Atlasco." His voice lowering with fear and suspicion.
I hang up the call, my mind rolling back to this man as I know him very well. And now I'll make him aware of my existence, as I won't attack his weakness, rather I'll destroy it.
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Wearing a black taxido, my hair perfectly settled and a tag heuer watch tied around my wrist completing my gentle man look, which I'm definitely not, instead I Might be an angel faced devil.
I cover my face with a black mask as I enter the premises of Jindal Mansion whose every corner is decorated with an royal elegance as it's their princess's 19th birthday.
Interesting, but It will be more interesting when I'll snatch her in front of her fucking family.
My eyes roam around, elites present here have their faces covered with masks as it is an masquerade party. Everyone's eyes searching for the girl whose presence will adorn their eyes.
Every corner of the mansion is guarded with heavy security which can stop anyone, but not Aayansh Oberoi.
I head towards the cocktail corner, my eyes roaming around, tracing the way to reach her.
"Hey gentleman, can we have a dance together?" I look at the direction of this voice where a girl is standing a few inches away from me, her face covered with a golden mask, lust and desire peaking through her deep black eyes.
My eyes turn cold, sparking rage as she forwards her hand to touch me. If the circumstances were different, I would have surely snatched her soul out of her body, but her fate that I remained calm.
"Hands back, miss" I warn her before she can lay her hand on me, my voice cold enough to make her tremble. She glares at me with a mix of amusement and fear. I turn my attention back to my drink, completely ignoring her response.
"Where is princess, kaira?" My gaze moves from the drink to the sound of this voice where Dhairya Jindal is standing, talking to a girl. Thier faces are covered with masks but his demeanor is enough for me to recognise him.
"She went to her room, Uncle. Actually there was something wrong with her heels." She replies.
"What is wrong? Send Carla to help her or you go and check." She nods on his command and leaves from there.
A smirk form over my lips and I follow her along her path, preventing everyone's sight. Each step of mine is calm and composed as I head towards her room, following this girl.
As soon as we reach her room's door, I press this girl's nerve on her neck from behind, making her unconscious within seconds and she falls on the floor. I glance around, there is no one on this floor and it's appearance is very different yet elegant as of the rest of the mansion.
The room is not locked, I step in and shut the door behind me.
The fragrance mixed in the air is intoxicating, I walk ahead, looking for her when my eyes fall on the Delicate figure sitting near the dressing area whose back is towards me
She's dolled up in a black attire, revealing her back and curves slightly to me and her face covered with a black net mask.
My prey is in front of me, looking too delicate yet gorgeous-I fucking love to torment delicate things.
She's bending slightly, utterly focused on trying to fix the buckle of her heel, biting her bottom lip out of frustration-visible on her half hidden pretty face.
My lips curl slightly, evilly, as I head toward her who's still not aware of my presence, but soon she'll be. She sighs amidst the struggle and lifts her eyes up to the mirror in front of her when my eyes meet with her.
Her honey brown orbs are addictive-sinful-mesmerizing.
Before I could take another step near her or she could notice my presence, the lights of the room turned off and my evil smirk deepened, where she's now frozen at her place.
"D-daddy?" She panics.
Oh, so the princess is afraid of darkness.
My eyes not leaving the sight of her face- hidden behind that fucking mask and the dark, still mesmerizing. I reach her and bend on my single knee, taking her foot in my palm as I slide the fabric of her gown slightly upwards.
"Kaira, is it you?" She asks, feeling the foreign touch and her voice shaky with fear and anticipation. "Why do your hands feel so big suddenly? I will break your head if you try to scare me."
My fingers and palm brush against her soft ankle as I fasten the buckle of her sandal and she stands abruptly, while I notice her gestures with the same evil demeanor.
If I'm having an urge to touch her, mark her, and own her?- first ever girl whom I noticed, touched and let her come close to me?- then there's something different about her.
She's the second woman for whom I bowed, and yet, she'll be my possession. As a princess doesn't look good with a prince- they're meant to rule beside the King.
She looks at me with a restless, uneasy gaze. Her eyes are drowning into mine, though we can't see each other's faces.
A fear drops of sweat beads across her temple as she realises my presence, while I enjoy her terrified demeanor.
"Who are you? How did you-" Her words stick in her throat as I grab her waist and pull her close, her half bareback collides against my chest while my one hand is encircling her Delicate curves.
Her heartbeat quickens with anticipation and fear, heat coiling inside her with my abrupt actions and proximity as she struggles to get free.
I bend slightly, touching her ear, neck and shoulder with my lips, feeling the softness of her skin as I bury my face in her neck from behind- inhaling the intoxicating fragrance emanating from her body as I assault her delicate flesh.
"Leave me, please" She shudders slightly, her frame trembling as I give her no chance to escape my embrace.
Knocking on the door cuts through the silence here, with an impatient voice "princess, are you alright?"
Dhairya Jindal.
I ignore him, consuming his innocent little daughter when his voice turns more impulsive "What's wrong, Tara? Open the door, I'm worried."
She opens her mouth to answer "Da-"
But her voice dies in her throat when I leave my first mark on her neck, and a soft, seductive voice escapes her lips.
"I'll make you mine, amour" I bend slightly and whisper against her ear, "In every way and by every means." My voice intense enough to leave her baffled.
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"Bro please, I want to trust you. Please tell me all this is a lie." My voice is breaking with every word coming out of my throat.
I feel betrayed, everything and everyone seems a lie to me now, and the thought of it shattering my heart into million pieces. Tears shedding through my eyes like they never did before and pain and grief is all left in my mind as it's not ready to process all this.
My heart is beating heavily inside my chest and breath drying with every go.
"Princess, Let me explain you." Bro's voice reaches my ear but his answer doesn't satisfy me as it's confirming the agony washing over my mind.