𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀 : 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐄 | 𝟏𝟖+

CHAPTER 21

𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂 - 𝙑𝙄𝙊𝙇𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙎𝘾𝙀𝙉𝙀

As the leader emerged on his horse, the flickering torches held by his men illuminated the darkness, casting eerie shadows across the rugged terrain.

Prithvi sat inside the car, his knuckles turning white as he tightened his grip on the steering wheel. His eyes were fixed on the approaching figure, his jaw set with determination.

Tara sat beside him, her heart pounding with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

She gripped his arm tightly, seeking reassurance in his presence as they awaited the looming confrontation. The glow of the torches danced across her face, casting flickering shadows that mirrored the turmoil within her.

As the leader of the dacoits halted his horse just a few feet away, his gaze cold and calculating, Prithvi's grip on the steering wheel tightened, his knuckles turning white with tension.

Tara clutched his arm tightly, her heart racing with fear as she watched the scene unfold before her.

"Aarey, Thakur Sahab aaye hai! Saath mein unki biwi bhi hai!!" the leader exclaimed with a wicked grin and lust filled eyes towards Tara.

( Thakur Sahab have arrived! And he brought his wife along too)

Prithvi's jaw clenched in defiance as he faced the dacoit leader.

"We don't want any trouble," he replied firmly, his voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through his veins.But the dacoit leader's smile only widened as he dismounted from his horse, his eyes glinting with malice.

"Trouble? Oh, I'm afraid you've stumbled into the heart of it," he taunted, his voice laced with menace.

Prithvi's senses were on high alert as he prepared to defend himself and Tara against the impending threat.

With a surge of movement, the dacoit leader signaled his men to advance, surrounding Prithvi and Tara with calculated precision.

As Prithvi gritted his teeth, his knuckles whitening on the steering wheel, he felt a surge of determination coursing through him.

Without hesitation, he slammed his foot on the accelerator, the engine roaring to life as the car surged forward with newfound speed.

The dacoits, caught off guard by the sudden burst of movement, scrambled to react. With shouts of alarm, they scattered to avoid the oncoming vehicle, but Prithvi's driving was relentless.

With a deafening crash, the car plowed through the ranks of the dacoits, sending them flying in all directions.

The impact was jarring, the sound of bodies colliding with metal echoing through the night air.Tara held on tightly, her heart pounding in her chest as the car careened through the chaos.

Leaving a storm of dust behind, Prithvi accelerated the car, the engine roaring as they plunged deeper into the jungle.

The dacoits, undeterred, followed on their horses, firing bullets in a relentless pursuit.

Inside the dense jungle, the echoes of gunfire reverberated through the trees, creating an atmosphere of chaos and danger.

Prithvi expertly navigated the winding paths, his eyes focused ahead as he searched for a way to shake off their pursuers.

Tara held on tightly, her heart pounding in her chest with each jolt and turn of the car. The dense foliage whipped past them, obscuring their path and adding to the sense of urgency.

But Prithvi remained calm and determined, his driving skillfully weaving through the tangled undergrowth.

With each twist and turn, they put more distance between themselves and the dacoits, their hope of escape growing with each passing moment.