𝟑𝟓.𝐁𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬.

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❝Damn it, she's my wife—❞

❝My wife, Mrs. Fayra Hassan Khan.❞

Musa shouted, gripping the collar of the man in front of him. The fear on the man's face was palpable as he took in the fury of Musa Hassan Khan. Musa's eyes burned with anger as he tightened his hold on the man's throat, causing the other three goons to grasp their guns tightly, their hands trembling with fear at the sight of Musa's rage and the menacing smile he wore.

❝Don't ever trust my actions, you scum,❞ Musa hissed into the man's ear, then kicked him hard in the stomach. The man fell to the ground with a scream. Musa then fired his gun, and the sharp sounds of gunfire filled the air.

The goon holding Fayra was hit by the bullets, causing him to release her. She collapsed into the arms of the man who had opened them for her. As Musa fought valiantly, his guards began to fire, and Altamash and Aroosh formed a protective barrier around them.

❝Open fire!❞ Musa ordered, his command ringing through the chaos as his guards, Altamash, and Aroosh began shooting relentlessly. Musa held Fayra's face gently, his touch tender as he tried to comfort her amidst the carnage. Fayra, still in shock, found some solace in his embrace.

As the chaos continued, Musa adjusted her hijab to help her breathe. Fayra clung to his shirt in fear, her eyes taking in the horrific scene around them—gunfire and blood, with tears streaming down her face.

Musa rested his forehead against hers, lost in his own shock at his actions. His ocean-blue eyes, filled with pain, gazed at her. Fayra felt a mix of fear and strange calmness, finding comfort in his protective presence.

❝Talk to me, my love,❞ he murmured, cradling her face and wiping her tears, which seemed to pierce his heart. Even the formidable Musa Hassan Khan had his vulnerabilities, and it was clear that she was his weakness. His eyes conveyed a depth of emotion that made Fayra wonder if she was dreaming, but fate had other plans.

❝I won't let anyone hurt you, Mrs. Khan,❞ he promised. Each word carried a vow, and his eyes reassured her of his commitment. Fayra felt a surge of emotion as she looked into his eyes, recognizing that he was a man of his word. Her heart raced at the tenderness he showed her.

Aroosh and Altamash continued to pummel the goons, their rage evident as they beat them mercilessly. The goons begged for mercy, but the two friends showed no compassion.

Fayra was jolted back to reality when one of the goons Musa had knocked down managed to draw a gun and aim it at Musa, who was preoccupied with comforting his wife.

As the guards dealt with the other goons, the man fired his gun, and everything changed in an instant. Fayra's heart pounded as Musa's grip on her weakened. Time seemed to stop as she faced the harsh truth of the situation.

The atmosphere grew heavy as Musa collapsed on the ground, his eyes shut tight. Blood seeped from his chest, and everyone watched in disbelief as the once-mighty Musa Hassan Khan lay defeated.

❝MUSA!!!!!!❞ Fayra's anguished cry filled the air as she knelt beside him, cradling his head in her trembling hands. Her tears flowed freely, her heart breaking over the thought of losing someone she had never truly accepted.

Life is full of unexpected trials and challenges, and now the world saw how Musa Hassan Khan faced his greatest battle. But there was someone pleading with fate to save her husband, Fayra Hassan Khan.

Will he survive, or will he succumb to his injuries?

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