Junooniyat|✔

CHAPTER 97

Danish Raza Mir
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I can't believe she's leaving me, even though I made it clear that she belongs to me. I own her, from her every breath to her entire existence. How dare she think she can just walk away? She told me she loved me, and true love doesn't just end like that. But that's not stopping her father from taking her away from me.

No one can do that. I stormed out of the dhaba and hopped into my car, speeding towards her father's car. He kept driving, so I rammed into his car, but he still didn't stop. I had to take a drastic measures. I pulled out my gun and shot at his tire, the loud bang echoing in the air. That definitely stopped him. I quickly got out and made my way to the back seat where she was crying. Why was she crying? She should know better than to make me cry. I can't stand to see her in tears. I grabbed her and pulled her out of the car, holding onto her tightly. She was mine and I wasn't going to let her go. Not now, not ever.

"Let go of my daughter's hand, don't touch her", her father shouted as he attempted to pull her away from me. "I have every right to touch her hand, to touch her wherever I please. You cannot prevent me from touching my own wife, you fucking old man", I retorted as I forcefully pulled her towards me, causing her to collide with my chest.

"You are a rude, heartless, and a ruthless killer, and you have no right to touch my daughter with your tainted hands", he shouted angrily, causing me to chuckle. Only if he know, not only I touched his daughter but fucked her too.

"And as for your thoughts about me, they hold no weight in my mind. Keep your opinion to yourself, old man", I replied sternly glaring at him with an hint of madness in my eyes. And suddenly she slapped me, her hand striking my cheek with a force that left a burning sensation. "Never talk to my father in that manner again, do you hear me?", she glared at me, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably. The humiliation of being slapped in front of her parents made me see red. How fucking dare she slap me in front of them. Even then, I couldn't bring myself to harm her, even if she were to kill me or just slap me. "I'm sorry, let's go home", I said, attempting to take her hand, only to have it violently rejected.

"No, I'm not going anywhere with you. Just go from here and never show me your face ever again", she said, her words piercing my heart. How could she say such cruel things to me? I can't imagine living without her, yet she seems determined to push me away. Her father's interference has changed every thing. If I kill him, maybe every thing will return to how they were. I must do it, I thought as i walked towards the car and clenched the gun in my hand.

I tightly gripped the gun as I approached them, demanding, "send her here or I'll kill you, old man", I shouted, pointing the gun at him. "Danish stop", she said, standing in front of her father to shield him. I couldn't understand why she was protecting him. He was the cause of our conflict, she shouldn't be defending him.

"I swear to god, Dani, if any thing happens to my father, you are going to lose me forever", she said tears streaming down her face as she looked at me.

"If you are not coming home with me  now, I'll fucking kill myself", I said, pointing the gun at my forehead. If it's not her father, then it will be me. Either way, she has to come home with me. I won't leave without her. The madness evident in my thoughts and the desperation swirling within me, I vowed to do whatever it took to ensure that she was by my fucking side.

"I'm not sending my daughter with you, even if it means you kill me", he declared, pushing her away slightly. "You seem to have a death wish, old man", I sneered, placing the silencer on the gun and aiming at him. Before I could pull the trigger, someone grabbed the gun from my hand. I turned to see Haider, and in a fit of madness I lashed out and punched him.