⚫CHAPTER 45⚫

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:Attacker Unleashed:

A dim light fell across the cell, the blood-painted bricks came into view. The monotonous creaking sounds of the rocking chair, amplified through the tensile silence. His shadow danced in oscillation on the wall.

A series of breaths shuddered, fear palpable as the light dimmed right above his head.

"W-what do you want???" Said Rohan, trying to gather some courage.

The figure before him, did nothing just left the smoke in the air. The rings and bracelets heavily adorned in his arm.

"Why am I here!!??"

"SHUSHH!!!" Rudra turned around, facing him at once. Rohan's eyes widened as he saw his face inches away from Rudra's. Nothing was similar to the Rudra,who was present in the wedding.

Rudra's eyes screamed danger, his aura was devilish. Silver chains hung down his neck, his lips was pierced. He stood there in his half buttoned white shirt.

"Ru-" his voice caught in his throat.

Rudra smirked at him, his hand sliding against the sleek lines of the black weapon. The surface shined against the light. It was a gun.

"Rudraksh Mehrotra" the words left his mouth as a majestic command.

"Why do you want to kill me??" Rohan asked, finally struggling against the rope.

Rudra chuckled.
"Good question, bro. But don't you think that you're already aware of the answer??" He asked, again taking a puff from the cigerate.

"What the fuck are you talking about!!!???"
"Vinnie!!!" Rohan's loud yell was followed by another loud roar which swayed over his voice. He flinched up from the chair, feeling a gunshot right near his feet, causing the legs to imbalance and fall down along with his tied body.

Rohan groaned in pain. His dried raw wounds burnt against his skin.
He could hear the ticklings of the shoes anchoring towards him.

Rudra stood before him, a leg of his raised as he placed his shoe right on his face and pressing it down below him.

Rohan's muffled sounds handled out from his mouth, his breaths struggling under the pressure of Rudra's shoe.

"You thought you can escape after trying to compete against me." His jaw clenched in fury, his legs pressed more and more.

"You thought you can steal her away so easily??" He shouted and stepped up at once and kicked right on his nose, causing him to bleed.

"My Jasmine isn't your cup of tea, fucker!!". His voice cold and dangerous.

"She's my everything, you know!! Every fucking thing of my life. Her lap is my garden of peace. Her words are the fireflies to my darkest sky. Her eyes are the galaxy in which I love to loose myself. Her smile is the only blooming flower, I crave to admire throughout my day. My hunger starts with her, ends with her. My heart starts beating only after seeing her. She's a Goddess, worshipped by me." His eyes teared up, explaining Vinnie as if drawing her portrait by his raw colours.

But suddenly his expressions changed. His jaw clenched, hands curled up to fists, eyes grew fierce.

"You shouldn't have tried to take her away from me." He rasped aggressively.

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