THE IInd DECISION

50. your hurt , my pain

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READ THIS PART WITH SONG AASHIQ TERA HUA 

Ashi Pov:-

The air was thick with smoke and fear. I was tied to a chair, my wrists burning against the rough rope. My heart pounded violently against my ribs, my hands trembling beyond control. I was scared—terrified. Why had they captured me? What did they want from me? And how did they know Ayan?

I wanted to cry so badly, but I couldn't. I couldn't let my guard down.

"Let me go!" I screamed, my voice raw with desperation.

A man stepped forward, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. His eyes gleamed with something dark—something cruel. Grabbing my chin harshly, his nails dug into my skin, making me wince.

"Ae ladki," he sneered, his breath reeking of tobacco. "Bohot chilla rahi hai tu. Abhi yahi jala dunga, phir chillati rehna."

With that, he shoved my face aside, the force making my head snap to the side. A single tear slipped down my cheek, but I refused to break. I needed Ayan.

The five men surrounding me watched with twisted hunger, their gazes crawling over me like insects. One of them stepped closer, his lips curling into a smirk.

"Look at her face," he murmured, his eyes dark with sick pleasure. "Beauty dripping from her skin... No wonder her husband must be keeping her satisfied."

Malice twisted their faces, their eyes gleaming with something vile. My stomach churned with dread.

Just then, another man barked, his voice sharp with urgency. "Don't you dare think of it! Ayan will kill us!"

The others hesitated, a flicker of fear passing between them. But it was brief—too brief.

I kept thrashing against the restraints, my voice hoarse from screaming. "Let me go!" But my cries only seemed to amuse them.

Then—a sound. A car.

The low rumble of an approaching vehicle made them tense. Their amusement vanished in an instant.

"Shit! Move!" one of them cursed.

Before I could process what was happening, rough hands grabbed me. I kicked, thrashed, dug my heels into the ground, but they were stronger. "No! Let me go!" I screamed, desperation making my voice crack.

I twisted and fought, but they dragged me to a room at the back, shoving me inside with such force that I stumbled, my knees scraping against the cold, hard floor. Before I could scramble back up, the door slammed shut. A heavy click echoed in the silence. Locked.

Panic surged through me like a tidal wave. I lunged at the door, banging my fists against it with all the strength I had left. "Let me out!" My voice was raw, breaking under the weight of fear. "Ayan! Is that you?!"

Tears blurred my vision as I pounded on the wood. My breaths came in ragged sobs. "Does he know I'm here? Is he okay? He'll come for me, right? He won't leave me here?!"

Silence.

I kept hitting the door, each strike weaker than the last. My strength drained out of me like sand slipping through fingers. "Please... let me out..." I whispered, my voice barely audible now.