Pihu Gupta, a 21-year-old girl, possesses a gentle demeanor that radiates sweetness, innocence, and shyness. Her captivating charm lies in her endearing nature and kind heart. She is driven by a single ambition: to become self-reliant and provide fo...
As Pihu fainted in Rudra's arms, a wave of concern washed over him, erasing the anger, possessiveness, and obsession that had consumed him moments before. His gaze softened, and he cradled her delicate form, his heart aching with worry. "Pihu, my Pearl, wake up, wake up," he whispered, his voice laced with genuine concern.
As Pihu remained unresponsive, Rudra's heart raced with fear and desperation. Without wasting a moment, Rudra carefully carried Pihu to his car, his grip firm yet gentle, as if he held a fragile treasure. He settled her onto the backseat, ensuring her comfort and safety. Unable to bear the distance, he decided to hold her close, cradling her on his lap, holding her securely in his arms as if afraid she would disappear if he let go. His grip on her tightened, a mix of possessiveness and genuine concern evident in his touch.
Veer sat in the front seat, witnessing Rudra's display of passion and worry. He could feel the intensity emanating from Rudra, his unwavering love for Pihu driving him to protect her at any cost. Rudra's voice cut through the tension-filled air, tinged with a mix of urgency and emotion. "Veer, I need you to arrange for my private doctor to be waiting at the mansion before we arrive. And make sure there are no delays or negligence."
Veer nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. He made the necessary calls, ensuring that Rudra's instructions would be carried out meticulously. Deep down, he held onto a glimmer of hope that Rudra's concern for Pihu's well-being would help him understand the importance of trust, respect, and allowing her the space to flourish as an individual and also hope that he won't repeat what he did today.
In the backseat of the car, Rudra's gaze never wavered from Pihu's unconscious face. He held her delicately, his fingers brushing against her cheek, his voice filled with a mix of yearning and determination. "Pihu, my Pearl, please wake up. I can't bear to see you like this. Wake up, my love."
As the car sped towards the mansion, Rudra's gaze never left Pihu's unconscious face. A myriad of emotions flickered across his features—love, possessiveness, and a fierce determination to keep her safe.
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As they arrived at the mansion, a team of medical professionals stood ready to attend to Pihu's needs. Rudra carried her into the grand mansion, his footsteps echoing through the opulent halls as he made his way to his luxurious bedroom. Tenderly, he laid her on the plush bed, his gaze never leaving her pale face. The weight of worry bore heavily on his shoulders, his heart pounding with each passing second.
The doctor, with a calm and reassuring demeanor, examined Pihu with utmost care. Time seemed to stand still as Rudra anxiously awaited the doctor's diagnosis. The air in the room grew heavy with anticipation, every heartbeat echoing in Rudra's ears. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor turned to Rudra, breaking the deafening silence. "Mr. Rathore, I have examined Ms.Pihu thoroughly. Physically, she appears to be exhausted and emotionally distressed. However, there is no cause for alarm. I have administered medication to help her rest, and she will be alright till morning."
