Talab

Her royal love 14

He was about to touch her chest—

When she screamed, her voice cracking, "Please don't touch me! I beg you—please!"

He smirked, a disgusting victory shining in his eyes.
"The great Abhimaan Rajvansh's wife begging me?" he mocked, lost in his perverse fantasy.

But he didn't see what was coming.

CRACK.

A blinding pain hit him where the sun doesn't shine. He screamed, "You bitch!"

Before he could react, Ruhi had grabbed his hair and started beating the hell out of him.

"You bastard!" she screamed, hitting him with all her rage.
"How dare you try to touch me? You disgusting piece of trash! You'll remember this day before putting your filthy hands on any woman again!"

She kneed him again—hard—and he crumpled to the floor, groaning.

She stood tall, breathing heavily.
"Messing with RUHANIKA RAJVANSH was the biggest mistake of your miserable life."

And with that, she kicked him one last time and walked away without looking back.

Outside the Mansion

She spotted the same driver waiting nervously by the car. She glared at him.

"Uncle ji, drop me home. And with full respect."

He gulped in fear and nodded quickly, opening the car door for her without a word.

At Rajvansh Mansion

The moment she stepped inside, she saw Maan shouting at the police, his voice breaking.

"I want my wife here! Find her—I need her with me! You understand?!"

"Maan." Her soft voice stopped him mid-rant.

He turned and saw her standing there—bruised but unbroken.
He ran to her, and she collapsed into his arms, holding him tightly.

"Rooh, where were you? I was losing my mind. Aunty said you left with me, but I was never—"

She gently placed a finger on his lips. "Relax, Maan. Let the police go. I'll tell you everything."

Later, in Their Room

He carried her upstairs like a fragile bird and placed her gently on the bed. He cupped her face, eyes wild with worry.

"Rooh... where were you? When I didn't see you—my world stopped."

She took a deep breath, holding his hand tightly, and told him everything. Every detail. Every second. Every fear. Every fight.

By the time she finished, his eyes were burning.

"I'll kill him, Rooh. I swear to God, I'll kill him with my bare hands—"

She placed her hands on his cheeks, shaking her head.

"Maan, listen to me. I can protect myself. I always could. A woman doesn't need a man to save her. She is her own savior.
I beat him, Maan. I beat him until he learned what fear means."

He looked at her—shocked, proud, and overwhelmed. He kissed her forehead gently, holding her close.

He wiped the sweat from her temples with his trembling hands.

"You're my everything, Rooh. My heart. My soul. My fire."

She smiled softly, her eyes glimmering.

"And you're mine, Maan.
I love you more than you'll ever know."