Loving darkness isn't easy, right? Sandhya, a beautiful Kathak dancer with captivating grey eyes, fell for a devil disguised as a man. Karan Singh Rathore, the feared Mafia King, was a demon who thrived on cruelty and terror.
Despite her soft heart...
Before you proceed with this chapter, I must inform you that a particularly scary experience has been added ahead. If you are faint-hearted or easily frightened, I strongly advise you to read with caution or perhaps skip this part.
Additionally, this chapter is longer than the previous ones, so please take your time to read it.
Your safety and comfort are important to me.
Warm regards, Sonakshi Singh ❤️
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𝐎𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐈𝐧 𝐃𝐮𝐛𝐚𝐢...
Aradhya was returning from the office when she heard the sound of a gunshot from behind. She stopped, turned back, and gave an evil smile. "Tch tich tch! Attacking from behind might work on everyone else, but not on me, Henley!"
Henley lay half-dead on the ground, blood pouring from his hand, with a gun lying nearby. Standing behind him was Sameer, holding a gun and giving Aradhya a crooked smile.
Aradhya looked at Sameer and said sarcastically, "So dad, what do we do with him now?"
Sameer moved forward, replying coldly, "Whatever should happen to him."
He crouched down, grabbed Henley's injured hand, and stared at Henley with a dangerous intensity. "You came to kill my daughter, tch tch tch! But your plan failed." Twisting Henley's injured hand, he continued, "You intended to give this pain to my daughter. Now, you bear this pain.
Henley cried out in agony, but Aradhya remained unaffected, as if she had seen and heard it all before. A crooked smile played on her lips, undisturbed by the violence.
Sameer sees a guard and says, "Zidan, take him and keep him hostage. Beat him until he talks and tells us whose orders he came here."
Aradhya looks at Sameer for a moment and then starts going back inside the house. Sameer calls out from behind, "Bache, you don't need to worry. I'll take care of all this!" Aradhya stops and turns back with a devilish smile, "Dad, you know that worrying isn't for me." She pauses for a moment, then sits on the sofa and continues, "Now it's their turn to worry. This game, which was paused 20 years ago, will now start anew. And it will be my game, played in my own style. There will be no shortage of players either. One after another, they will come and fight with me. Then, there will be a dance of death, corpses will litter the ground, a red sea of blood will form. People will burn, cry, and shout. There will be attacks, families will be left behind and broken. Only then does the game become fun, Dad."
