From Here On [Virat Kohli Fanfiction]

Chapter 54

15 minutes before..
Virat's POV
I turned back to glance at her standing on the steps looking flawless as ever. I was a lucky man. I was smiling thinking of how the color of the sari she was wearing complimented her skin and how I couldn't wait to rip it off her. With her, I felt intense. Everything was extreme. There was no balance, and that's what made it so addicting. She was addictive.. Her love, her touch, her warmth, every little thing was addictive. I think I lost thought of where exactly I'd parked my car when I stopped to actually look for it. Oh thank god I thought as I spotted it in the parking lot. That's when I felt hands wrap around my neck choking me, and another pair of hands bringing my arms back to restrain me. I kicked and thrashed against their hold but couldn't break through. Fuck. I got pushed into a wall and before I could turn and see who it was, they banged my head forwards into the wall and I started bleeding. The pain was unthinkable. I slid down onto the ground and looked up. There was one guy staring down at me dressed in black. I had never seen him before. Shit Zara. My thoughts ran back to her..
''We finally got you huh Kohli?'' the man spit at me. I tried to get up but the constant thudding against my head and the bleeding made me feel faint and weak.
''What do you want?'' I asked him, trying to distract him. My hands found my phone from my back pocket. Shit how was I going to do this. He sneered and reached behind to take out a gun. My fingers blindly pressed on my phone, and from the corner of my eye I could make out the call button. Just as he turned and pointed the gun at me, I pressed it. Oh god please help me.. Let Zara be alright above all. What if they had men taking her from the exit where I had left her alone. Shit.
''This is what I want Kohli. We want you dead. But before that, you will sign this contract so we can claim the money.'' He thrust a piece of paper towards me with a pen.
''You're not going to get away with this you know that,'' I replied back trying to remain cool.
''That's our headache. Sign. Or we kill you AND your girlfriend.''
My heart almost stopped at the mention of her. I was willing to do anything to keep her safe.
''How is she involved in this? Leave her alone and I'll do whatever you want me to do,'' I sounded pathetic to myself. I glanced at the hidden phone behind me and feigned heavy breathing to disguise my hands sliding back. I saw the call with George was still ongoing. Somewhere in me I felt a minuscular spark of relief hit me. I had backup. I just had to keep him talking.
''Your largest trust fund is under your girlfriend's name Kohli. You think we just wanted to fuck with her for fun? We're not dumb. If anything she is. We thought she would sign off her name after you'd leave her but that dumb bitch had no clue about it. Technically if you die, all your money goes to charity, except this fund.So it has to be this way instead,'' he spoke with his gun still pointed at me. Fuck. So this is why there was those threats. Just as I picked up the pen, there was movement from my right. Both me and him turned to see Zara standing there frozen. No. No. No. Before we could both react she ran towards me. I shouted at her to run. Her eyes wide she came forward. The man gripped tight on his gun. My eyes blurred at the sight of her infront of me and then the gunshot. The sound itself pierced through the air and I felt it. Two gunshots. She took the full on impact and I felt both on my skin. It was like I had stopped breathing when she fell down covered in blood. No. I screamed her name over and over again. The man now came forward and held the gun against my head. I couldn't contain my rage and without caring about anything I pushed him back towards the wall and punched him. He had shot her. I couldn't express how I was feeling. I felt like my body was on fire. The gun scattered down. The pain from when he had slammed my head against the wall felt like a dull sensation compared to what I was feeling now. Solely on adrenaline and rage I hit him. He fell to the ground and I turned to see the black jeep backing away. I was breathing heavily. I heard people. Right on cue I looked to my left and I saw George and the rest of the security team run forwards. My eyes found Zara laying face down on the ground in a pool of blood. I couldn't take it and my legs gave away. Everything after that was a blur..
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