Ruthless Possession

One night cahnges everything

Aryan walks the streets, searching for his rival, his thoughts only on her. He feels the pang of worry and guilt with every step, but he continues on, his body moving on its own. As he turns into an alley, he hears a commotion coming from an even narrower path further on. He approaches quietly, his heart pounding with every step, until he sees Vaanya being harassed by some burly thieves. Aryan clenches his fists at the sight before him. Vaanya stood cornered by two burly thieves, one towering over her menacingly, the other hovering behind her, his eyes darting around in a lecherous manner. Aryan's heart pounds even faster, his thoughts a mess, wanting to just run and help her. Aryan feels rage course through his body like never before, fueling him as he leaps into action. Without even thinking, his feet move on their own, carrying him forward in a sprint, his only thought to reach Vaanya. He dashes through the narrow path, adrenaline pumping in his veins as he races towards her, every muscle in his body straining as he pushes himself to go faster.

Aryan reaches the thieves in a matter of seconds, his eyes burning with fury. Before they can even react to his presence, his fist connects with one of the thieves' face with a sickening thud. The force of impact sends the thief sprawling to the ground, groaning in pain. The other thief swings at Aryan in a flurry of wild punches but Aryan dodges every one, his movements fluid and precise. He retaliates with a series of brutal blows, taking out the second thief with ease.

The two thieves lay motionless on the ground, groaning in pain. Aryan stands over them, his breath coming in ragged gasps, his fists still clenched in anger. His eyes scan the area for Vaanya, only to find her staring at him with a mixture of surprise and awe. He turns back to the fallen thieves, a dangerous edge to his voice as he says, "Stay down or I'll make sure you regret it."

Aryan dashes forward, his mind and body focusing solely on Vaanya. He reaches her in a matter of seconds, his breath coming in sharp gasps. Without a word, he grabs her shoulders, his hands firm yet gentle, as he looks into her eyes and demands, "Are you okay? Did those bastards hurt you?!" Vaanya says nothing. Aryan's voice shakes with anger as he looks her over, his hands gripping her shoulders a little tighter. "Answer me, damn it!" he exclaims, his eyes searching her face intently. "Are you hurt? Did they touch you anywhere?" Aryan gently shakes Vaanya, his patience wearing thin. "Damn it, answer me," he grits out. "Did those bastards hurt you? Did they lay a finger on you?" He scowls as he waits for her response, his body tensed and ready to lash out if she says yes. To what Aryan was afraid of...she nodded.

Aryan's face hardens at her response, his eyes narrowing in fury. "Where?" he demands, his voice low and dangerous. "Where did they touch you? Show me." Vaanya's face crumples as she begins to cry, her body shaking violently. She buries her face in Aryan's chest, letting out a choked sob.

Aryan's arms automatically wrap around her, pulling her closer, his anger temporarily forgotten as he feels her shaking against him. "Shhh, it's okay," he murmurs, his voice gentle and soothing. "It's okay. Just tell me where they touched you." She digs her head into his shoulder even more in embarrassment...

Aryan pulls back a little to look at her face, concern etched on his features. "Hey," he says softly, reaching up to brush away a tear from her cheek. "Don't be embarrassed. Just tell me where they hurt you. I won't be mad, I promise." Vaanya's face burns with humiliation as she tries to find the words to explain what happened. Her hands clench into fists, her voice barely above a whisper. "They...they touched me," she mumbles, her chin dropping to her chest. "They, uh..." She can't bring herself to say what. Aryan's eyes widen in shock, his mouth thinning into a tight line. "They touched you...where?" he asks quietly, his grip on her shoulders tightening slightly.