Midnight Whispers ||18+

Ch-36

Aarav's POV:

I kicked the door open, and there he was, sitting straight, without a trace of guilt in his eyes. I knew he was behind that car incident. Those were his men.

Ishan Agnihotri.

"Hello, brother," his annoying voice echoed, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I smirked. "Why did you send your men after her?"

"No greeting? Remember when we used to be best friends?"

"Yes, used to, until you...until you decided to target her! Until you forced me and made me hurt her!"

"Aww, let me remind you, brother, she was mine. You stole my most precious target!"

My hands clenched into fists. "Why are you back?"

He turned around. "To take back what was mine!"

That's when I lost my patience and control. I pushed him and grabbed his collar. "SHE IS FUCKING MINE! Get that in your head."

"Is she? Will she still be yours when she finds out how you hurt her?"

"I didn’t. You made me do that!"

"Semantics, brother."

He laughed, a cold, mocking sound that made my blood boil.

You always lose control so easily," he taunted. "Still the same, aren’t you?"

I tightened my grip on his collar, pulling him closer. "Stay away from her, or I swear—"

He cut me off, smirking. "Or what? You’ll kill me? Go ahead. But remember, if anything happens to me, my men know what to do. She’ll be the one who suffers."

My jaw clenched, but I didn’t release him. "Touch her, and I’ll destroy everything you care about. Don’t test me."

He pushed my hands off with a sneer. "You’ve already destroyed everything, brother. Now, it’s my turn."

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I break the mirror in front of me. The pieces fall, just like I am right now. Fuck, this wasn’t something I planned, nor something I needed or wanted.

She's destroying me with her innocence, driving me insane with her devilish games. She’s making me break all my rules for her. She’s freaking me out.

The flashbacks haunt me—her, on her knees 7 years ago, crying and begging for the torture to stop.

The image of Ishan Agnihotri hurting and burning her wrists won’t leave my mind, driving me closer to the edge.

7 years ago, my father ordered Ishan’s father to destroy Naina Aunty. At the same time, his son, Ishan, decided to do the same to her daughter.

But he wasn’t the one comforting her when she cried at night. He wasn’t the one brushing his fingers through her hair while she slept. He wasn’t the one stalking her, trying to arrange her favorite food, trying to protect her from the villains around her.

I WAS.

When I first saw her crying, begging for her life, something inside me snapped. I had never felt that way before—the raw, seething anger to burn his entire existence just because he laid his eyes on her.

I thought I was just attracted to her, something I shouldn’t have been. But then I started stalking her, thinking about her all the time, staying hungry if she was. And when she fell asleep, I’d watch her through the night.

That 15-year-old girl did things to that 19-year-old guy that no one else ever had.

And then I took her from him. I made her run away from Ishan’s hell. But my obsession didn’t stop. It only grew, day by day, second by second.

And now he’s back—not to claim her, but to snatch her from me.

This wasn’t just about revenge for him—it was a twisted game, and she was the prize. And I was ready to do whatever it took to protect her.

Sana's POV:

"Ugh, why is everything so boring? I can't even go out because he hasn't come back, and that jerk has locked me in! Just because I was being followed, lol.

What am I going to do about this guy?

Sometimes I’m scared of him too…

I guess I should read the book "Bake the Town Red".

Oh my god, the blurb sounds amazing.

I suppose this is the only option to keep myself busy and stop thinking about him...

The moment I hear the gate open, I look at the time. Oh, he’s back! I run toward the stairs. After racing down, I suddenly encounter something cute and feathery!

Aww, fuck, she’s so cute! A cat! A little feathery one, oh my gosh... she’s so small. The way she climbs on me and fits perfectly in my hands...

Then I hear his footsteps getting closer. I glance from the cat to him. How can he be so handsome every time? Damn, the way his top buttons are undone—fuck me already.

“Seems like she already loves you,” he says.

I snap out of my thoughts and look at the cat, who is staring at both of us.

“I bet you’ve trained her to like me,” I say, meeting his gaze. This time, the only look in his eyes is one of admiration.

So yes, he did all of this just for me.

As I hold the little cat, I can’t help but feel a warmth spread through me. It’s as if this tiny creature is a bridge between us.

“Her name is Emelia,” he says, a smile creeping onto his face. “I thought she could keep you company.”

“Emelia? That’s adorable,” I reply, gently stroking the cat’s soft fur.

He steps closer, and I can’t ignore the way he looks at me  “I wanted to make sure you weren’t bored while I was gone.”

“Thanks, I guess. But you could have just let me out,”

My hair was in my eyes, and because of the cat, I couldn’t pull it back. He came closer and moved behind me, pulling the clip out of my hair. I could feel my hair rising on my back. The effect he had on me was hard to explain.

He gathered my hair and put it in a bun. My body stiffened as I felt his gaze on my neck. He leaned closer to my collarbone and took a deep breath.

“You smell like strawberries.”

Wait, he could smell that? And there my breathing got heavier.

“Breathe, angel,” he said, and I did.

"I want to go to my office right now."

"You can't," he replied, his voice rough.

"You can't just keep me locked up here just because some guys were following me."

In an instant, he grabbed both my hands behind my back with one hand and used the other to force my chin up to meet his gaze.

"Those weren’t just any guys. They were Ishan’s, and we both know what he’s capable of. I don’t want you to get hurt. Not anymore because.."

"Because?" I asked.

"I... I can't lose you."

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Author's Note:

Hey everyone, I’m really sorry for the late updates! I just wanted to explain why it's taking so long. I recently moved to India, and it’s been hard to adjust. My college starts at 7 AM, then I have my CA classes from 12:30 PM until about 9 PM, plus online classes at night and self-study.

Because of all this, I haven’t had much time to write. Please understand that I’m not giving up on this story; I just don’t want to rush it and mess things up. Thank you so much for your patience!

This chapter will explain some parts of the story. Also, I’d love to know—are you all enjoying the story so far?