HIS DEMAND

Ch-77

"You are weak, and you're making Aditya weak as well. You’re consuming all of his attention instead of letting him focus on finding the culprits responsible for Aradhya di, uncle, and aunty's deaths. You’re a big problem, and I need to solve it." His voice was cold, and as his hands moved toward her neck, the threat became real.

"Once you’re gone, all the problems will be gone," he muttered.

His hands hovered just an inch from her throat when her eyes snapped open. There was no fear in them, only a simmering intensity.

"Just because you think I’m weak doesn’t mean I am." Arushi's voice was steady, each word sharp and deliberate. Her hand shot up, grabbing his wrist before he could reach her. They locked eyes in the dimly lit room.

Arushi’s strength surprised him, but he quickly recovered, twisting his arm free and taking a step back.

"And you have no idea what I’m capable of," she replied, standing up. Her presence seemed to fill the room as her determination solidified. "I’m not your enemy. I want justice too. But this—attacking me, torturing innocents won’t get us there."

(Here the innocent mean the Vijay's and Kriti's child)

The air was thick with tension. For a moment, it seemed like a fight would break out between them. Arushi’s eyes never wavered from his, though. She stood tall, meeting him with the same intensity.

"You’re making Aditya weaker by standing in the way of his revenge," he accused again.

"And what if I help?" Arushi offered. "I’ll help find the culprits. I’ll stand beside Aditya. Together, we’ll get the answers we need."

He hesitated, considering her words then laughed and said "You’ll help? You really think you can be of any use?"

Arushi remain like before.
A tense silence settled between them as he weighed her promise. Finally, he nodded. "Fine. But there’s a deadline. Two months. If we don’t find them by then, I’ll take matters into my own hands."

"Deal," she agreed without hesitation.

The tension eased slightly, but both knew what was at stake. This wasn’t a truce born out of trust—it was an agreement forged out of necessity.

The next morning, Arushi half-heartedly went through her exercises, her mind still stuck on last night’s confrontation with Aditya. Her movements were slow, unfocused.

“Arushi,” Aditya’s voice cut through her daze. She froze, realizing she’d stopped mid-motion. His eyes were sharp, watching her closely.

“You’re distracted,” he said, his tone soft.

She nodded, knowing she needed to snap out of it—quickly. She starts to exercise again but Aditya forbidden her and said today's exercise is over.

They get freshen up and suddenly
Arushi had insisted on visiting Kriti and Prity. Though reluctant, Aditya agreed, hoping it might help clear her head.

At other side,

Aditya's secret base was buzzing with activity. Vijay and Kriti were living with the members of Aditya’s gang. They had realized that Aditya wasn’t the villain they once thought. Instead, he had spent years trying to uncover the truth about the people who had destroyed his family. The realization was hard to swallow. Their lives had been disrupted by him, but they couldn’t deny that if Aditya’s men hadn’t reached them first, the culprits’ henchmen would have—and they wouldn’t have survived.

Kriti finished cooking for the 15 people living at the base. She wiped her hands on her apron and went to check on her daughter, who was playing with Sanjay, the head of the team. The 8 month Little girl giggled as she threw toys across the room, and Sanjay dutifully retrieved them, laughing along with her.