Selfish For You

45

Yuvraj barely waited for the plane to come to a complete stop before he was up, grabbing his bag and rushing out of the airport. As he exited the terminal, his eyes scanned the crowd, searching for Mohit. He spotted him near the car, already waiting, but instead of greeting him, Yuvraj ran straight to the driver's side

"Yuvi" Mohit called out, hurrying after him "Let me drive, You’re not in the right state of mind"

But Yuvraj ignored him, his face set in grim determination. His hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles white as he threw his bag into the back seat and got in. Mohit, frustrated but knowing there was no point in arguing, jumped into the passenger seat

Without a word, Yuvraj sped off, the car roaring to life as it tore through the streets. His mind was solely focused on one thing...getting to his jaan. Every second felt like it stretched on forever

As they drove, Yuvraj grabbed his phone and quickly dialed Akki. The phone rang a few times before Akki picked up

"Akki" Yuvraj barked, not bothering with pleasantries "What’s going on? Is everything alright there?"

There was a brief silence on the other end. Yuvraj’s heart skipped a beat, a sinking feeling growing in his chest

"Bhai… I..." Akki started, his voice hesitant

"Tell me" Yuvraj snapped, his voice sharp with urgency

Akki paused again, clearly struggling with what to say "You should get here fast, bhai. I think… you should see it yourself"

Yuvraj’s grip on the steering wheel tightened. Something was wrong, he could feel it. His foot pressed harder on the gas, the car speeding up even more

" I'm coming" he muttered under his breath, his heart racing as he sped through the streets, the car cutting through traffic like a bullet. Mohit sat silently next to him, his worry increasing with each reckless turn Yuvraj took. Every time Yuvraj thought about Akki’s hesitation, his anxiety deepened

After what feel like eternity he drive in the familiar street and parked the car with a screech just outside the gate and tucking his gun he jumped out before Mohit could even react. Mohit hurried after him, his own concerns growing with each passing second

Yuvraj's steps helted as the sight of the mandap hit him like a punch to the gut. His chest tightened, his eyes blazing with fury. The decorations, the lights, the buzzing crowd...it all pointed to one thing. A wedding. And he had no idea this was happening. His heart pounded violently as he realized the full extent of the situation. They were marrying Kritika off...how dare they

" Bhai " akki came running to him but his eyes are glued to the decoration only , he closed his eyes , his fists clenched, knuckles white as rage overtook him. He didn’t need to hear anything more. He shot a glance at Mohit and Akki, and without a word, they knew what was about to go down. There was no holding back.

"Let’s go" Yuvraj muttered, storming towards the house, they nodded following behind him

The moment Yuvraj, Mohit, and Akki crossed the gate, a few men stepped in front of them, trying to block their way. But Yuvraj wasn’t having any of it. His eyes were dark, filled with anger that wouldn’t be quelled.

One of the men tried to grab Yuvraj by the arm, but Yuvraj reacted instantly, shoving him to the ground "Get out of my way" he roared. Mohit and Akki didn’t waste any time either, exchanging blows with the men who attempted to stop them

Chaos erupted, Guests scattered in panic, running for cover as the fight intensified. Yuvraj was unstoppable, his sole focus on reaching Kritika. One man made the mistake of mentioning the groom, and that was all it took.