A Baker And A Billionaire (Completed)

Chapter 43

Ashwin arrived at Sivaangi's home, expecting to pick her up for their evening out. But when he rang the doorbell, Monisha answered, looking concerned.

"Hey, Sivaangi didn't come home," Monisha said, her brow furrowed.

Ashwin's heart skipped a beat. "What do you mean? I told her to go home and I would pick her up later."

Monisha shook her head. "She said she was going out with you. She didn't come back."

Ashwin's mind raced. He had told Sivaangi to go home, but she must have misunderstood. Or maybe something had happened to her.

"I was caught up with some work, so I told her to go home and I would come later," Ashwin explained, trying to stay calm.

Monisha's expression turned worried. "I don't know what to say, Ashwin. She didn't come home, and her phone is unreachable."

Ashwin's gut told him something was wrong. He quickly pulled out his phone and tried calling Sivaangi again, but it went straight to voicemail.

He burst out of Sivaangi's home, his face etched with worry and determination. "Monisha, Keep Akash safe here." he instructed, his voice firm and urgent.

He swiftly pulled out his phone and dialed two numbers - Pugazh and Dharshan, his trusted allies and explained them the situation and told his doubts about Vikram.

"Sivaangi's missing. I need your help to find her." He barked into the phone to some of men.

As he sped away from the house, Ashwin's men sprang into action, fanning out to search for Sivaangi. Ashwin himself raced to the cafe, his heart pounding in his chest. But there was no sign of Sivaangi. The cafe was closed as they put leave today.

Next, he rushed to the academy, his eyes scanning the corridors and classrooms, but she was nowhere to be found. Ashwin's anxiety grew with each passing minute. He knew Vikram was behind this, and he had to find Sivaangi before it was too late.

With a deep breath, Ashwin continued his search, visiting every place Sivaangi frequented, his mind racing with worst-case scenarios.

"I wouldn't let anything happen to you, Sweetheart." He chanted to himself.

He wouldn't rest until he found her, until she was safe in his arms again. The city seemed to blur around him as he moved with a singular focus - find Sivaangi, protect her, and make Vikram pay.

Meanwhile, The car that had abducted Sivaangi drove down a secluded road, surrounded by dense trees and darkness.

Suddenly, another car appeared out of nowhere, blocking their path. The driver of Sivaangi's car slammed on the brakes, and the vehicle skidded to a stop.

Vikram stepped out of the other car, flanked by his men. The goons from the other car also emerged, their faces menacing in the dim light.

The goons from the car stood there facing Vikram and his men. "What's going on here? Why are you blocking our way?" one of them growled.

Vikram stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Sivaangi. "Give her to me and go away. I won't do anything to you. Just don't stand in my way."

The goons burst out laughing, mocking Vikram. "Or what? You'll cry to your daddy?" one of them sneered.

Without a word, Vikram eyed his men who pulled out a gun and started shooting. He followed suit, unleashing a hail of bullets. The goons tried to run, but it was too late. They slumped to the ground, dead or dying.

Vikram approached Sivaangi, who was cowering in fear. "Get her out," he ordered his men.

They dragged Sivaangi out of the car, throwing her into Vikram's vehicle. As they sped away, Sivaangi saw the carnage behind them. The goons lay motionless, their bodies riddled with bullets.