ISHQ-E-MOHABBAT

61. my secret weapon

Abhimaan's pov :

I floored it, my car racing towards the location where jaana's call came from. My heart was pounding in my chest, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios. I couldn't believe Deep had gone so far as to kidnap her.

But I had a secret weapon - my mayura  herself. My little hacker wife had created a software that could break through any jammer, and I had a feeling it would come in handy today.

As I approached the location, I could see that Deep had set up a strong barrier to prevent anyone from finding him. But I was determined to get to Mayura, no matter what it took.

I pulled out my phone and activated the software, watching as it worked its magic to disable the jammer. I smiled grimly to myself - Deep had no idea what he was up against.

With the barrier down, I stepped on the gas, my car surging forward as I raced towards the temple where Mayura was being held. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, but I was ready for whatever lay ahead. I was going to get Mayura back, no matter what it took.

As I pulled up to the temple, I could feel my heart racing with anticipation. I had finally tracked down Deep, and I knew Mayura was close. I could see him hurrying around, buying garlands and flowers, completely oblivious to the danger that was about to unfold.

I watched as he carefully selected the brightest and most vibrant flowers, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He was so caught up in his own little world, so convinced that he had won. But little did he know, Mayura had other plans.

Just as I was about to step out of the car, a wounded guard stumbled into view. He was clutching his side, his face contorted in pain. Deep's eyes snapped towards him, his expression changing from excitement to concern.

"What happened?" Deep demanded, his voice low and urgent.

The guard gasped for breath, his words tumbling out in a rush. "Mayura...she hit us...and ran away...with the gun..."

Deep's eyes widened in shock, his face pale with fear. He took a step back, his eyes scanning the area frantically. And that's when he saw me.

Our eyes locked, and for a moment, time stood still. I could see the fear and panic written all over his face, and I knew I had the upper hand.

I smiled, a slow and deliberate smile. "I think it's time we had a little chat, Deep," I said, my voice firm and even.

Deep's eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched in anger. But I could see the fear lurking behind his eyes, the knowledge that he was trapped.

I stepped out of the car, my eyes never leaving Deep's face. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my senses on high alert. I knew Mayura was close, and I was ready to do whatever it took to keep her safe.

As I walked towards Deep, I could feel the tension building. The air was electric with anticipation, the silence between us deafening. I knew this was it, the final showdown. And I was ready.

I charged towards Deep, my fists clenched and my eyes blazing with determination. He sneered at me, thinking he had the upper hand, but I knew better. I had been training for this moment, and I was ready to take him down.

We clashed in a flurry of punches and kicks, our bodies crashing together in a flurry of motion. Deep was strong, but I was fueled by my love for Mayura and my determination to protect her.

I landed a solid punch to his jaw, but he countered with a vicious kick to my stomach. I doubled over, gasping for breath, but I refused to back down.

As we fought, I could hear the sound of footsteps echoing through the temple, growing louder with each passing moment. Mayura, I thought, my heart was surging with hope.

But Deep was relentless, his eyes fixed on me with a crazed intensity. He picked up a large stone, its edges jagged and sharp, and raised it above his head.

"You're going to pay for this, Abhimaan," he snarled, his voice dripping with venom.

I raised my arms, ready to defend myself, but before Deep could throw the stone, a gunshot rang out through the temple.

The stone fell from Deep's hand, and he stumbled back, his eyes wide with shock. I took advantage of the distraction, landing a series of swift punches that sent him crashing to the ground.

As I stood over him, my chest heaving with exhaustion, I saw Mayura emerge from the shadows, a gun held steady in her hand.

"Abhimaan," she said, her voice firm and strong. "I've got this."

I nodded, my heart swelling with pride. My little hacker wife, always ready to save the day.

Together, we stood over Deep, our eyes fixed on him with a fierce determination. He knew he was beaten, and he knew he would never hurt Mayura again.

The temple was silent once more, the only sound the heavy breathing of the three of us. But I knew that this was just the beginning. We had won this battle, but the war was far from over.

As I stood over Deep's defeated form, I felt a gentle touch on my arm. I turned to see Mayura, her eyes brimming with tears, her face etched with relief and gratitude. She flung her arms around me, holding me tight, her body shaking with sobs.

"Abhimaan," she whispered, her voice cracking with emotion. "I didn't want to run away...I didn't want to leave you..."

I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close, my heart overflowing with love and pride. "I know, jaana, I know," I whispered back, my voice soft and soothing. "You didn't have to. You're safe now. He can't hurt you anymore."

Her tears soaked into my shirt, but I didn't care. I held her tighter, feeling her warmth, her life force, her love. We stood there for a long moment, holding each other, the only sound of her ragged breathing and the distant hum of the temple's silence.

As we hugged, I couldn't help but think about the strength and courage this woman had. Who would believe that the same person who had just shot Deep was now crying in my arms? But I knew her, I knew her heart, and I knew that she had done what she had to do to protect herself and me.

Slowly, her sobs subsided, and she pulled back, looking up at me with red-rimmed eyes. "I was so scared, Abhimaan," she whispered. "I thought I was going to lose you."

I smiled, my heart full of love and admiration. "You'll never lose me, jaana ," I said, my voice firm and resolute. "I'll always be here for you, no matter what."

We stood there for a moment, our eyes locked, our hearts beating as one. And in that moment, I knew that nothing could ever break us apart. We were unbreakable, unstoppable, and unshakeable. We were one.