he never believed in love, she never understood love what happens when they're put together by the destiny?
Rudraksh Malhotra is one of the top youngest businessman in India. Ruthless, arrogant, ambitious, fierce. Workaholic by nature. He gets ever...
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RUDRAKSH'S POV
I sit at the head of the table, surrounded by my employees, the sound of their voices blending into an indistinct hum. The meeting is important, and I try to focus, but my mind keeps drifting back to Shivani. I can still feel the softness of her lips, the way her body molded against mine this morning. A small smile tugs at my lips just thinking about her.
My phone buzzes in my pocket, pulling me out of my thoughts. I glance at the screen: it's Maa. I excuse myself and step out of the conference room, a knot of worry forming in my stomach. Maa never calls during my meetings unless it's urgent.
"Maa, what happened?" I ask, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Raksh... Raksh..." Her voice is frantic, barely coherent. My heart pounds in my chest.
"Maa, calm down. Tell me what happened."
"It's Shivani..." she says, her voice breaking. "They took Shivani."
Ice floods my veins. "Who took Shivani? What happened, Maa?"
"I don't know, beta. They looked dangerous. We were at the jewelry store, and then there were gunshots. They took her, Raksh. You have to find her. Please, find her."
Fear and rage swirl inside me, a toxic mix that makes my vision blur. "I'll find her, Maa. I promise. Stay safe. I'm coming."
I hang up and immediately dial Siddhant and Aryan. They pick up on the second ring, sensing the urgency in my voice.
"Siddhant, Aryan, I need your help. Shivani has been kidnapped."
"What? When? How?" Siddhant's voice is sharp, all business.
"Just now. They took her from the jewelry store, Charu Jewelers, is the name. I need all the CCTV footage from the roads around the area. Every angle, every camera. Can you do that?"
"Fast," my voice hard. "I'll find her, no matter what. Even if I have to search every atom in this city, I will find her. And I won't spare the ones who took her."
I end the call and head back to the conference room. My colleagues look up, sensing the shift in my demeanor. "I need to leave," I announce. "There's an emergency."
No one questions me. They know better than to ask.
As I drive toward the jewelry store, my mind races. Who would dare to take Shivani? What do they want? My grip tightens on the steering wheel, knuckles white with the force of my anger.
I won't rest until she's back in my arms, safe and sound. I won't let anyone take her away from me. I promise myself, and I promise her, silently: I'm coming to you, darling.
When I reach the store, the scene is chaos. Police cars, shattered glass, and people crying and shouting. I spot Maa, and my heart aches at the sight of her tear-streaked face. "Maa," I call out, rushing to her. She clings to me, sobbing.
