ROYAL HIGHNESS

22. New beginning or an ending.

Kash Aisa bhi hota tum mere hote main tumhra hota tho ye ghum na hote

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The moon hung low in the sky, casting feeble light over the desolate landscape, where shadows danced like wraiths in the night. Amidst the eerie silence, a lone figure stood, his heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and trepidation. This was the designated meeting place, chosen by Ovie. Amyardh had arrived punctually, as agreed, yet Ovie was nowhere to be found. His senses were on high alert as he scanned the surroundings for any sign of her.

As minutes stretched into eternity, anxiety gnawed at his insides like a ravenous beast. Where could she be? Was she in danger? Just the thought of it sent a chill down his spine. He was having a strong bad hunch. He was feeling like something was about to go terribly wrong. He walked around and observed every small thing in his surrounding carefully. There was not a single soul in sight. The atmosphere was getting more creepier.

She was nowhere to be seen. He called out her name, but received only the haunting silence in response. He dialed her number and trying texting her to ask about her whereabouts. But his efforts were all in vain as all the attempts of his call went unanswered and there was no response from her side to his texts either.

And again, another thought occurred in his mind. Who knows she might be stuck in traffic. Or she might not have left her villa to meet him yet. Whatever! He retreated to his car, the engine roaring to life as he sped away into the darkness. But even as he disappeared into the night, a pair of eyes watched his departure from the shadows, their gaze filled with anguish and despair. For the woman he left behind, there was no escape from the clutches of her captors. In that moment, as she watched his car disappearing into the distance, a feeling of utter helplessness enveloped her. She wanted to scream, to call out for him, to beg him not to leave her behind in this terrifying situation. But she couldn't. A thug, with hands like vices, had clamped his fingers over her mouth, silencing any cry for help that might have escaped her lips. If only he had gone a bit far, he would've seen her car parked.

Her heart pounded with fear, her chest constricted with panic. She could feel the hot, damp breath of her captor against her cheek, his grip tightening with each passing second. She struggled against him, but it was futile. He was too strong, too determined to keep her subdued. Bound and helpless, she could only watch helplessly as he drove away, a single tear tracing a path down her cheek as she whispered a silent prayer for salvation. It was a tear born not only of despair, but also of frustration. Frustration at her own powerlessness, at her inability to break free from the grip of those who sought to harm her.

And as the car faded into the distance, the thugs emerged from their hiding place, their triumphant grins illuminated by the pale light of the moon. Their twisted smiles were filled with malice and triumph. They had won. They had her at their mercy, with no one to save her, no one to protect her from the horrors that awaited her. In that moment, she felt truly alone. Alone and defenseless against the darkness that threatened to consume her. And as the thugs dragged her away, their laughter echoing in her ears, she knew that her ordeal was far from over.

"Chalo, chala gaya!!" They cheered.

The jeers of the thugs echoed in the stillness of the night, their cruel laughter like a dagger to her already shattered spirit. They circled around her like vultures, their eyes gleaming with malice as they taunted her with lewd remarks and menacing gestures. Each word they spat was like a venomous arrow directly at her heart, tearing away at whatever semblance of courage she had managed to hold onto. She could feel their hateful gazes stripping her bare, leaving her feeling exposed and vulnerable in their merciless presence. So she stood there, trapped in a nightmare of her own closed in around her, she prayed for a glimmer of hope to light her way out of this endless abyss of despair.