Shadow of redemption

Kidnapped

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It was a calm afternoon at Hope Hospital, where Aaravi was finishing her rounds. She had just stepped outside to call Aryan when a black van screeched to a halt. Three masked men emerged, grabbing her before she could react. Aaravi struggled fiercely, biting one of her captors and shouting for help, but they overpowered her, injecting her with a sedative. Her phone clattered to the ground, Aryan's name still flashing on the screen.

Aaravi woke in a dark, abandoned factory. Though her wrist was bleeding from a rough restraint, her spirit remained unbroken. She observed every detail of the room, mentally noting potential exits. Veer Malhotra appeared, his voice dripping with malice. "Your Rakshit will come for you, and this time, he won’t leave alive."

Aaravi retorted with fiery resolve, "You underestimate him, and me. You’ll regret this."

Back at the Mumbai apartment, Aryan picked up Aaravi’s call, only to hear muffled noises and then silence. He immediately informed Rakshit, who froze as dread clawed at his heart. "Veer has her," Aryan said, clenching his fists.

Rakshit’s world crumbled. His voice shook with fury. "If anything happens to her, I’ll raze everything to the ground." Aryan placed a steadying hand on his shoulder. "We’ll get her back. Together."

Rakshit’s mafia instincts took over. He summoned Kabir and his trusted men, combing through every lead. Veer’s hideout was located through a contact Rakshit had kept from his dark past. "We move tonight," Rakshit growled. "No mistakes."

Under the cover of darkness, Rakshit and Aryan led a covert operation. Using drones and thermal imaging, Kabir pinpointed Veer’s position inside the factory. Rakshit stormed in with calculated aggression, every step exuding his deadly authority. His men neutralized Veer’s guards swiftly.

Inside, Veer taunted Rakshit, holding a knife to Aaravi’s throat. She was bruised but defiant, her eyes meeting Rakshit’s with unwavering trust. "One step closer, and she dies," Veer sneered.

Rakshit’s voice was lethal. "Touch her, and I’ll make your death unforgettable."

In a split-second distraction orchestrated by Aryan, Rakshit lunged, disarming Veer with brutal efficiency. Aaravi, despite her injuries, grabbed a metal rod, hitting one of the men trying to attack Rakshit.

Rakshit cradled her protectively. "Aaravi, are you okay?" His voice cracked, his hands trembling as he touched her wounds.

"I’m fine, Rakshit," she whispered, her strength bolstering him. "You saved me."

Rakshit’s lips pressed to her forehead. "No one will ever hurt you again."

As Veer was dragged away by Kabir, Rakshit’s cold aura returned. "Take him alive. He’ll beg for death."

The quiet of the night was broken only by Rakshit’s heavy breathing as he paced around the apartment, unable to sit still. Aaravi lay on the couch, her wounds cleaned and bandaged, watching him with concern. Aryan and Riya had stepped out to give them privacy.

Rakshit clenched his fists, his voice filled with self-loathing. “This is all my fault. If I hadn’t been tied to that world, Veer wouldn’t have come after you. I can’t keep you safe, Aaravi.”

Aaravi stood, despite the pain in her legs, and walked toward him. She gently placed her hands on his shoulders, forcing him to meet her gaze. “Rakshit, stop. You saved me. You always do. Don’t let this guilt consume you.”

He shook his head, his eyes glistening. “I can’t bear to see you hurt, Aaravi. If anything had happened—”

She silenced him, pressing her finger to his lips. “Nothing happened. I’m here, with you. And I’m not afraid of your past, Rakshit. I love you, all of you.”