Only You

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As he turned and looked .. there He is .. his best friend " Vidyut Thakur " He rolls his eyes, while smirking .. which made rudra irritate but not so soon .. from breaking that ugly smirk as he got a tight punch .. from obviously Rudraksh ..

"Ahhh.. hey calm brother ..you hurt me" .. he said dusting his outfit and turning his jaw either side.. Rudra turns and starts walking downstairs while looking for someone obviously for - Mr. Roy .. Prithvi Roy ; his so called step brother..

"Well, he gets unconscious so Rohan had taken him to your lovely basement .. cheese why u didn't tell me about your wedding haa! .. Mr. Raichand you betrayed your charming friend "  said Vidyut while Rudra rolls his eyes at his melodrama.. soon Riya approaches him "Bhai he's in the basement and Rohan told me to give this chip and these to files .. "

so he nodded and as she forwarded those files her phone started Ringing so as soon as it could be possible she switched it off ... Before she said something further rudraksh asked her to be with his Wife "stay with her I want very update every hour .. she is resting rn...so be careful firing is going to happen soon .. be alert after all that oldie's son is missing.. I'm sending Rohan for extra security" as he completed Riya smiled while showing her thumb upward and replied "don't worry .. you're just in the basement and .. I'm with bubs- I mean with ma'am.. every second.."

He just hummed and went towards his basement..he did care about Riya as he considered her as his sister cause she didn't have any in her life except him & Rohan  .. it's just he forgot to show anymore ..but for her it's different..

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As Rudraksh entered the cold, dimly lit basement, the air felt heavier—stale with tension and the faint scent of blood and metal. His steps echoed sharply, announcing his arrival. Prithvi Roy sat slumped in the corner, hands loosely tied, his hair messy, shirt stained with a little dried blood. He looked up with dazed eyes.

Before saying a word, Rudraksh told Rohan.

"Go home. Now. Handle things if anything happens there. I don't trust the silence tonight."

Rohan didn’t question—he never did when Rudraksh used that tone. “On it. I’ll update you every minute.” As Rohan walked out from Basement So, Rudraksh turned back then - his gaze met Prithvi’s.

"You know… I thought you'd have more spine. But turns out you're just a pawn with a title," Rudraksh said coolly, stepping closer.

Prithvi tried to scoff but winced, his jaw already sore. “I’m still your brother,” he muttered.

“Step with no value” Rudraksh corrected coldly, pulling a nearby chair and sitting with one leg crossed, staring at him like a lion watching its prey toy itself into exhaustion.

There was silence—until a sudden clang of metal echoed. A pipe had dropped from the rack. Rudraksh didn’t flinch. He rose, picked up the pipe—but didn’t swing.

Instead, he tossed it aside and walked closer, leaned in, and whispered, “You have no idea what you’ve dragged into our lives.”

Suddenly, someone from behind grabbed Prithvi by the collar—it was Vidyut, who had come downstairs after his melodrama. “Should I do the honors?” he grinned darkly.

Rudraksh didn’t respond but stepped back silently.

Smack.

A harsh backhand landed across Prithvi’s face.

Crack.

The chair fell as Vidyut dragged him up and threw him against the pillar. His nose began bleeding. A scratch opened across his arm from the rough impact.