Ajnabee - The ecstasy of one sided love. ( completed )

chapter 14

" y-yeh kya kiya tune ? " Chandrachur cried , he was horrified . 

Anirudh grabbed her wrist and yanked her to him . She crashed into his chest , painting his shirt red with the vermillion . He slid his hand into hers and then intertwined his fingers with hers . Lifting their joined hands showing it to Chandrachur . He and Bondita were truly aghast by his actions . 

" wahi jiska tujhe darr tha " he darkly said .

The air crackled with tension as she stood frozen, her eyes wide and unblinking. Her mouth slightly agape, forming silent words that refused to leave her lips . Her heartbeat thundered in her ears, drowning out the ambient noises. She felt the blood drain from her face, leaving her skin pallid and cold . 

Her hands, once steady, trembled uncontrollably as if caught in the violent tremors of an earthquake. It was as if the ground beneath her had vanished, leaving her suspended in a state of disbelief. Her body, rigid and tense, betrayed the inner turmoil that consumed her.

The sound of her own shallow breaths echoed in the stillness, each inhalation an effort to grasp reality. Her eyes remained fixed, unblinking, yet unable to truly comprehend the magnitude of what had just transpired.

A maelstrom of emotions collided within her—shock, confusion, and a tinge of gratitude . Her mind raced, trying to reconcile what she knew of this person with the unfathomable action witnessed.

" dekh Anirudh tune yeh thik nahi kiya? Sirf sindoor lagane se k-kuch nahi hota. Yeh ab bhi meri hai " He stuttered. He forwarded his hand to grab her but Anirudh grabbed his wrist.

His eyes blazed with madness. Face red as fire. A vein popping up in his neck. His eyes, ablaze with intensity, shoot daggers, each breath an impatient growl. Veins protrude along his temples, his jaw clenched so tight it seems ready to shatter. He left her hand and grabbed his collar . With a grunt ,his fists pound against his face, punctuating his outbursts with a thunderous rhythm . 

Her eyes widen with sheer terror, fixated on something beyond the frame. Her face, once filled with innocence, now contorts into a visage of stark horror. Her mouth hangs open, frozen mid-gasp, as if trying to release a scream that refuses to emerge. Trembling, her hands reach out, fingers quivering in the air, seeking something to clutch onto for safety. Every muscle in her body tenses, creating a visible shiver that runs through her entire frame. Tears freely flowing from her eyes , cascading down her cheeks .

Anger flashes in his narrowed, intense eyes, while tears well up . He don't even know why he felt like crying . The sound of skin meeting skin echoes through the space, accompanied by grunts and the occasional roar of exertion. Each punch is swift and fierce, aiming to dominate and overpower. The air crackles with tension as he unleash his rage, his movements fueled by an intense desire to take revenge from him for hurting her .

Chandrachur tried to punch him but In a swift and fluid motion, he strikes back, his fists raining down on the man's face  with a mix of rage and despair. The man crumples to the ground.

he slammed the fist into the man's ribs who dared to touch his wife his wife . as his knee held down the man , then he sat on him , his legs on the either side . he raised his fist and with all his might threw a hard punch direct on his Face, he fights with a ferocity that borders on madness. He wanted to kill him for touching her, hurting her. And he will kill him.

"A-Anirudh j-ji " it was barely a whisper.

His hand stopped in the mid way. The softness, the tremble in her voice made him stop. The fear in her voice made him realize he turned into a beast. It made him realize that she was afraid of the beast she was seeing. He tried to soften his features for her but her next words made his blood boil. Forget about softening and let her see how he became a monster for her.