Ayaana's Psycho Saviours

Part-1

Author pov:

A Beautiful life, Beautiful people but every beautiful thing is cursed right? yes or no?

Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she teased him, "Aww, my cutie bear got upset, huh?" she said, playfully pinching his cheek. But the man VIRANSHU SINGHANIA's smirk hinted a brewing storm, and AYAANA swiftly retreated to her older brother's room.

"ABHI bhai!" she exclaimed, racing towards the door. Before she could open it, her older brother, emerged out of the room, his face etched with tension and concern.

He gently cupped Ayaana's face and kissed her forehead. "What happened, little one? Are you alright?" ABHIMANYU SINGHANIA asked, his voice laced with worry as he scanned her body for any signs of pain. Ayaana glanced over her shoulder, spotting Viranshu approaching her, she hastily hid behind her older brother.

"Come here, you little monkey," Viranshu said, his voice tinged with fake sternness. Ayaana peeked out from behind Abhimanyu and stuck out her tongue at Viranshu.

Abhimanyu chuckled at the sight of his sister teasing Viranshu, who was twice her size. "Bhai, she ate my share of cookies," Viranshu complained, like a kid. Abhimanyu's expression darkened, his eyes narrowed in disapproval.

He turned to Ayaana, his voice firm but controlled. "Did you eat cookies? Did they contain lactose?" Ayaana took a deep breath and wrapped her arms around Abhimanyu's waist, holding him tightly as she whispered, "No, bhai."

Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she gazed up at Abhimanyu. She felt grateful for the love and protection of her two brothers, who had become her pillars of strength after their mother's death.

"My monkey knows that her brothers don't like to see her cry, right?" Viranshu said, stroking her hair.

Ayaana smiled, her eyes shining with happiness. "But these are happy tears, bhai. They're overflowing from my heart because I'm so grateful for you both," she said, her voice filled with emotion.

Abhimanyu's face softened, and he kissed her hair, his voice filled with affection. "You are our happiness, . Never leave us, my little monkey," he whispered.

"I will never Bhai"

"never"

"never"

"NEVER"

The scene shifted,

Ayaana found herself in a dark, dingy room, her body wracked with pain and her mind consumed by despair.

"'Gasp' Never Never," she whispered, her head shaking violently as sweat dripped from her brow. Her soft whispers escalated into sobs, and her sobs turned into anguished wails.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried, her voice hoarse from screaming. The room seemed to echo with her cries, a haunting reminder of the suffering she had endured.

The door creaked open, and a figure loomed in the doorway. Ayaana's eyes remained closed, her body trembling with fear.

"Wow, what a scene. This is what I've been waiting for – your defeat, your broken self. I'm satisfied now" the man sneered, his voice dripping with malice.

He approached her, his footsteps deliberate and menacing. "Tsk, what a waste of beauty. I regret accepting your condition of not touching you. I should have taken you by force that day," he said, his eyes roving over her body with lust.

Ayaana's eyes snapped open, blazing with fury. "I'll never let your filthy skin touch me again. I'll burn myself before you can lay a hand on me. I curse you to rot in hell LUCIUS" she spat, her voice venomous.