Royal's prized possession

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AUTHOR'S POV

"H..e tou.c.hed me dadda. He ass..ul.ted me."

As soon as those words left her mouth, their world came crumbling down. They felt like someone had stabbed a sword in their heart and ripped it away.

They just went numb, they didn't know how to react.

"He drugged me dadda. He t.r..ied to ra..rape me." She shuttered. Her cries grew louder and her sobs increased.

Tears pricked in dadda's eyes as he heard her and her painful sobs. A gasp was heard from her mumma as well as choti maa, mumbling in an unbelieving tone, "What?" "Kya." The rest of the men present there were not able to believe their ears, it was too hard for them to accept the fact that someone had tried to do wrong things with their princess. But when they heard her saying that someone tried to rape her, the floor beneath their feet slipped.

Shekhar stumbled on his feet muttering in a low, frightened voice, "No.. no. This can't happen. No.." Before he could fall Asher with red teary eyes held him, "Papa."

Slowly, Shashwat and Neel realized what had possibly happened. The guilt started to consume them thinking about what had happened with their sister and how they were not able to protect her even after being so close to her. On other hand, Rakshit was drowned in anger as he is the most aggressive one among the brothers.

"Who baby? Who did it, Ika?" Rakshit asked in a shaky voice, trying to control his anger in front of her while kneeling in front of her and cupping her face in his plans. She sobbed harder and replied gulping, "I don't know duddy. I don't know anything. I was not able to see his face." Her cries grew louder and her sobs along with hiccups increased. Her whole face became red with tears smeared on it due to continuous crying. Her breathing became heavy and difficult.

Seeing her condition, her dadda quickly pulled her on his lap and wiped her tears. "Shhh princess. Shhh. Stop crying my baby, please. Take a deep breath, hmm." He said in a panicked voice while holding her close to him and rubbing her back, trying to calm her down.

His own eyes were shedding tears, he wasn't able to see his daughter, who he loves more than anything in this world, in this condition. He is a father who creates havoc if a single drop of tear falls from her eyes but what an irony, here, he is seeing his daughter shattered and wailing so badly but he is not able to do anything.

Of course he was feeling angry. Very angry. His blood was boiling, rage was filled in his veins. His eyes were burning with desire for revenge. Revenge for his daughter's pain. Revenge for each and every tear fell from his princess eyes. He wants to destroy the entire bloodline of the bastard who caused pain to his daughter.

Shaarvika was trying to normalize her breath and control her tears but she wasn't able to do it. Sensing her discomfort, her mother immediately ran toward the table where water was kept and poured her a glass of water. "Baccha, drink this. Calm down and have some water." She said in a tensed and worried voice, holding the glass in front of her lips. Shaarvika took a deep breath and sipped some water. "Thoda sa aur princi." Rakshit said softly, taking the glass from his mother's hand and holding it near her lips.