CHAPTER 34 [OBSESSED]
Vihaan steps fully inside.
His eyes land on them—
Aarohi.
Zayan.
Together.
And that’s enough.
His anger shoots beyond control.
Before Aarohi can say anything—
He grabs her wrist.
Hard.
“Chalo.”
(Come.)
He pulls her toward himself and starts dragging her out.
“Aah— Vihaan!”
Aarohi winces in pain.
But he doesn’t stop.
Not even for a second.
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Zayan steps forward immediately.
Grabs Aarohi’s other hand.
“Chhodo use, Mr. Singhania!”
(Leave her, Mr. Singhania!)
Vihaan stops.
Turns slowly.
His eyes dark.
“Side hato…”
(Move aside…)
His voice low but deadly—
“Warna mujhse bura koi nahi hoga.”
(Otherwise, no one will be worse than me.)
Zayan doesn’t move.
Instead, his grip tightens.
“Tumse bura koi hai bhi nahi.”
(There’s no one worse than you.)
He looks straight into Vihaan’s eyes—
“Chhodo use… dard ho raha hai.”
(Leave her… she’s in pain.)
Aarohi’s wrist is already red.
Finger marks visible.
But Vihaan—
Doesn’t see it.
Or maybe—
He doesn’t care right now.
“Haath hatao.”
(Remove your hand.)
Vihaan’s tone sharp.
Final.
Zayan stays.
Doesn’t move.
Doesn’t let go.
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Next second—
Bodyguards rush in.
Before Zayan can react—
One of them punches him hard.
He stumbles back.
Blood instantly starts flowing from his nose.
“Aah—”
He tries to steady himself—
But they don’t stop.
Another hit.
Then another.
Zayan falls to the ground.
They continue hitting him.
Ruthlessly.
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“STOP!”
Aarohi screams.
She tries to pull her hand free.
But Vihaan’s grip doesn’t loosen.
Not even a little.
Tears start rolling down her cheeks.
“Chhodo use!”
(Leave him!)
Her voice breaks—
“Usne kuch nahi kiya hai!”
(He hasn’t done anything!)
She struggles harder.
“Please… chhodo use…”
(Please… leave him…)
Zayan tries to get up—
But gets hit again.
Aarohi can’t take it anymore.
Her voice turns desperate—
“Please, Vihaan!”
Her tears don’t stop now.
“Main tumhare saath ja rahi hoon…”
(I’ll go with you…)
A pause.
Her voice drops—
“Please… use chhod do.”
(Please… let him go.)
Vihaan’s grip loosens—just enough.
But his eyes remain cold.
Dangerous.
He looks at Aarohi.
“Sweetheart… tum toh mere saath chalo gi hi.”
(Sweetheart… you will come with me anyway.)
His tone calm.
But threatening underneath.
Then—
He gives a slight signal to his bodyguards.
They immediately grab Zayan.
Dragging him outside.
Aarohi’s eyes widen.
“Nahi— Zayan!”
She tries to move toward him—
But before she can take even a step—
Vihaan grabs her again.
Stops her.
Pulls her back.
---
And in the next second—
He pins her against the wall.
Hard.
Aarohi gasps.
“Kya kar rahe ho?!”
(What are you doing?!)
Her voice shakes—
“Use kahan le gaye wo log?”
(Where did they take him?)
Vihaan leans closer.
Too close.
His expression dark.
“Usse uski saza dene.”
(To give him his punishment.)
A pause.
His eyes lock with hers—
“Uski toh mil gayi…”
(He’s already getting his…)
His voice drops—
“Ab tumhari baari hai.”
(Now it’s your turn.)
Aarohi’s heartbeat spikes.
Fear.
Anger.
Both.
“Vihaan—”
But he doesn’t let her speak.
“Bohot shauk hai na bhaagne ka?”
(You love running away, don’t you?)
His grip tightens.
“Ab main tumhe chalne layak bhi nahi chhodunga.”
(Now I won’t even leave you able to walk.)
Aarohi freezes.
For a second—
She can’t even react.
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Before she can process anything—
Vihaan suddenly lifts her in his arms.
Bridal style.
Effortless.
Aarohi struggles immediately.
“Chhodo mujhe!”
(Leave me!)
But he ignores her.
Walks straight out.
Like nothing matters.
Like no one matters.
Except—
Taking her back.
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Outside…
The car is already there.
Door open.
He places her inside.
Firmly.
Then gets in.
And the car speeds away.
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Behind them—
That place.
That chaos.
That moment—
Stays unfinished.
Because now—
This isn’t just about control anymore.
It’s turning into something darker.
Something more dangerous.
Because Vihaan isn’t just angry now—
He’s furious.
And Aarohi—
Is right in the center of it.
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