Sacred Games Of Twisted Fate {18+}

*MY WIFE WAS THREATENED! *

***author's pov***

Arjun's gaze swept across the crowd of students and faculty, a menacing presence that made everyone instinctively shrink back. The principal stood frozen, his face pale and sweat beading on his forehead as he realized the weight of the situation unfolding before him.

With a cold, authoritative voice, Arjun declared, "She is Aayara Arjun Oberoi Singhania! Don't be in dilemma. She is my wife!" The finality in his tone resonated throughout the restroom, leaving no room for misinterpretation.

The students exchanged glances, fear evident in their eyes as Arjun continued, "And I won't repeat it again—she is mine. So think a hundred times before even looking at her shadow. I don’t mind killing the whole college too." His threat hung heavily in the air, a chilling warning that sent shivers down their spines.

As Arjun’s fierce gaze met theirs, the students instinctively lowered their heads, the weight of his words settling in like a heavy blanket of fear. Whispers of shock and disbelief circulated among them, but no one dared to voice their thoughts. The reality of who Aayara was—and who her husband was—sank in, reshaping their understanding of the dynamics at play.

“Be safe and stay away from her!” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Aayara felt a mix of emotions swirling within her. On one hand, she felt an overwhelming sense of protectiveness radiating from Arjun, a fierce declaration of love that sent warmth through her despite the chilling circumstances. On the other, the sheer brutality of his words and the actions that had led to this moment sent waves of anxiety through her.

She caught glimpses of her classmates’ expressions, a cocktail of fear and awe, and she couldn’t help but feel isolated. The world she knew was shifting beneath her feet, and Arjun’s declaration had irrevocably changed her status in their eyes. She was no longer just Aayara; she was now Aayara Oberoi Singhania, the wife of a man feared by many.

“Arjun…” she began softly, looking up at him, hoping to reach through the darkness that enveloped him.

He turned to her, his expression softening for just a moment before the coldness returned. “I’m doing this for you, Aayara,” he said, his voice lowering to a whisper. “No one will ever hurt you again.”

Aayara nodded, her heart pounding. She wanted to believe him, to embrace the safety he offered, but the gravity of his threat weighed heavily on her conscience.

As Arjun stepped back from the students, still radiating authority, the principal finally found his voice. “Mr. Oberoi Singhania, please, let’s not escalate this further. We can resolve this peacefully—”

“Peacefully?” Arjun interrupted, a dark smile creeping onto his lips. “You think this can be resolved peacefully after what just happened? My wife was threatened, and I won’t let that slide. Not now, not ever.”

With that, he turned back to Aayara, his expression firm yet protective. “Let’s go, wifey,” he said, his voice softer but still filled with a commanding presence. Aayara felt a mix of relief and dread as she followed him, knowing that whatever lay ahead, they would face it together—whether she was ready or not.

As they exited the restroom, the students remained silent, the gravity of Arjun's declaration lingering in the air. They understood the message loud and clear: Aayara was not just another student; she was a woman marked by power and protection, and crossing her or her husband would have dire consequences. The atmosphere buzzed with the shock of the moment, but one thing was certain—Aayara’s life would never be the same again.

As Aayara and Arjun walked toward the gate, the atmosphere in the college had shifted dramatically. Students parted like the Red Sea, their expressions a mix of awe and fear as they made way for the powerful couple. The air was thick with whispered conversations and hushed gasps, each student acutely aware of the unspoken rules that had just been established.

Aayara glanced at her friends, Priya, Tanushree, and Aarav, who stood huddled together, their faces pale and eyes wide. She felt a pang of sadness for them; they were witnessing a side of her life that was both new and terrifying. The innocence of their college days seemed to be slipping away, replaced by a harsh reality that she was now a part of.

“Are you okay?” Aayara called out, her voice slightly trembling as she tried to gauge their reactions. She wanted to reassure them, but the uncertainty of her own situation made it difficult to find the right words.

Priya nodded but looked away, clearly shaken. Tanushree was biting her lip, trying to hold back her fear, while Aarav's eyes were darting around, as if he was ready to bolt at any moment. They were her support system, and seeing them so visibly affected made her heart ache.

Arjun noticed her concern and turned to Aayara, his expression softening for a brief moment. “They’ll be fine,” he said, his voice low and steady. “Just stick with me, and I’ll handle everything.”

Aayara nodded, grateful for his reassurance, but deep down, she knew that things would never return to the way they were. The way her friends looked at her now had changed, and she couldn’t help but wonder how long it would take for them to adjust to her new reality.

As they reached the college gate, the sunlight poured over them, casting a warm glow that felt oddly comforting amid the turmoil. Aayara took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. She was still processing the events that had unfolded—the confrontation, the gunshot, and Arjun’s fierce declaration of possession. It all felt surreal.

“Where are we going?” she finally asked, glancing up at Arjun, whose jaw was set in a firm line, indicating the storm of emotions brewing beneath the surface.

“To the mansion,” he replied tersely. “We need to talk about what happened, and you need to know the gravity of the situation. You can’t go back to that college, not after today.”

The finality in his tone made Aayara’s heart drop. “What do you mean? I can’t just stop going to college! I have my studies and my friends…”

“Your safety comes first,” he interrupted, his voice brokering no argument. “I will not allow anyone to threaten you again, and that includes your so-called friends if they can’t understand your position now.”

Aayara felt a mix of fear and frustration rise within her. “I want to have a normal life, Arjun! I can’t just hide away because of what happened!”

He stopped walking and turned to face her, his dark eyes searching hers. “Normal? This is not a normal life, Aayara. You need to realize the danger you’re in. It’s not just about you anymore; it’s about us.”

The weight of his words settled heavily on her shoulders. She had wanted to believe in a future where they could find some semblance of normalcy, but now she saw the stark truth in his gaze. There were no easy answers, and her life was forever intertwined with the dangerous path he walked.

“Okay,” she said softly, conceding to his point. “But I want to talk about this. I need to understand what you’re planning.”

His expression softened for a moment, and he nodded. “We’ll talk. I promise. But first, let’s get out of here.”

With that, he took her hand, interlocking their fingers firmly, and together they walked toward his car, leaving the whispers and stares of the college behind them. As they climbed into the sleek vehicle, Aayara knew that whatever lay ahead would test them both, but she also felt a flicker of determination. She would face this new world by Arjun’s side, come what may.