Aziyat

Chapter 23

Hello everyone! I hope you're all doing well—it's been a while. As you dive into this chapter, you'll uncover about 70% of the truth behind why Ranvijay broke Taraksha's heart. In the next chapter, all of his reasons will be fully revealed, along with an unexpected announcement that none of you could have anticipated. The Dehradun arc and the exploration of the past are nearing their end, and things are about to heat up. From now on, the past will move at a faster pace, and I'm eager to wrap it up so we can focus more on the present.

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Present time Dehradun~

Author's POV:

Ranvijay was deep into his work, focused on going through a series of emails, when the sudden blare of his phone shattered the quiet concentration of his office. His brows furrowed as he glanced at the screen, seeing Anirudh's name flashing. Something was off. Anirudh wasn't one to call unless it was absolutely necessary. Ranvijay exhaled, getting up from his chair and walking towards the large window that overlooked the city. He answered the call, his tone clipped and to the point.

"Anirudh," Ranvijay greeted, though there was no warmth in his voice. His instincts were already on high alert.

"Our security has been breached," Anirudh's voice came through the line, carrying the weight of the situation.

Ranvijay's eyes immediately darkened, his jaw tightening as the words sank in. His free hand curled into a fist, the knuckles turning white as he absorbed the information. "Have you found who is behind it?" he demanded, cutting straight to the chase. There was no time for pleasantries or drawn-out explanations.

Anirudh hesitated for a fraction of a second, knowing what his next words would trigger. "Vijay, it's complicated. There were two cases. From what we've analyzed, it seems like two different people with two different motives were involved. One of them tried to access Tara's information using the dark web, but they failed."

At the mention of Tara's name, Ranvijay's heart skipped a beat. His face twisted into a terrifying mask of fury, his eyes narrowing to dangerous slits. The room seemed to grow colder around him; the air thick with the tension of the storm brewing inside him. "And what the fuck do they want?" he hissed, his voice low and venomous.

Anirudh's voice was tense, filled with the gravity of the situation. "They're coming for your wife."

Ranvijay's lips curled into a dark, twisted smile, one that held no humor, only malice. "Huh, how fucking delusional. They aren't coming for my fairy; they're coming for their death," he said, his voice laced with a sinister chuckle that sent chills down Anirudh's spine. "A death that is customized by Ranvijay Singh Rathore himself."