His sukoon : His junoon

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A loud gunshot was heard and Isha jerked forwards falling down on the hard and cold ground. Warm liquid flowed down her back and hair and she felt herself being lightheaded.

Ishaan gasped as his eyes filled with tears and he jerked open the gate of the car harshly and jumped out of it. He ran towards her but was held by someone. Heavy arms were tightly wrapped around his waist and he wiggled, tears strained his face and his face was whole red.

"No no no no, my Isha. ISHA!!!!" He shouted and felt his body feeling jelly. "Let me go!!" Before he could fall down he was pulled back in a hard chest.

"Calm down" The deep but rough voice spoke behind him, Ishaan without thinking anything turned around and snuggled into Vittoro's chest. Vittoro caressed his back and pushed his face into his chest . A loud gunshot was again heard and Ishaan whimpered into his chest but he kept caressing his head. 

Isha lifted her head slowly, his whole body weak and ringing. She supported herself and looked back. The huge an behind her fell down in slow motion. There was a hole in his between his brows from where blood gushed out.

Her eyes widen and she crawled back, lifting her gaze to the man standing in front of her. Rudransh looked at the dead body without a piece of remorse in him. His gaze went to Isha who stared at him with her eyes wide.

He strolled towards her and kneeled in front of her in his one knee and pulled her up in his arms. His hands wrapped tightly around her and he snuggled his head into her neck, sniffing her hard. His heart beat like bulled train and he pulled her more into him hoping to hide her from the world.

The moment he heard the news of the attack on temple, he felt immense fear inside him which he never felt. Along with that a surge of rage covered him. he pledged to tear apart everyone limb by limb even if they thought about hurting her. 

Isha's eyes were wide as she stared into space, her gaze went towards the dead body which laid infront of her eye sight. She felt her eyes drop and suddenly she felt into unconscious state.

Rudransh felt her go limp in his arm and pulled back to see her blacked out. He picked her up and walked towards the new car parked there and placed her inside it. He caressed her hair and leaned down to press a kiss on her forehead. 

He came out from the car and turned back, his eyes were dark and murderous aura surrounded him. The other goons ran towards him with their knives and rods. He threw the gun away and puled out the cleaver from the car and moved towards the with disdain dripping from him. 

A man lifted his hand to hit him but he held his hand and used that cleaver to slice his hand. The man cried in agony as he held his sliced arms. The next moment his head flew away and Rudransh wiped the blood dripping from his face and hair. 

Another came and his hand was held before his own knife plunged into his guts. The knife was twisted and pulled out which resulted into his intestines being pulled out. A small piece of his intestine hanged from his stomach and he vomited blood. Falling down and twitched feeling the gut wrenching pain.

 One by one each men were slaughtered and by the time Rudrnash was done, he was dripping with blood. His black suit clunged to his body and red substance dripped from the hem of his cloth and hair. His while face was red and the white shirt was now blood red.

He turned his head towards Vittoro who still held Ishaan in his arms. "You asked me that day if I can protect her or not. This is what I will do to those who think of harming her" His cold eyes stared at the trebling form of his who turned his face from the warm embrace and turned to looked at him.