✶𝑴𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕 ✶
Two people completely in love and inseparable but ......one big incident changed their life and they got separated.... what will happen when destiny brings them together and tie them In a knot of marriage...
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3000+ words
Hello guys so many of you wanted me to fix a day to update so it's Saturday, I will be updating every Saturday only if the target is achieved.
The target for this chapter is 50 comment excluding mine.
Happy reading *handing over the tissue*
Abhi’s POV:
“He’s taken her,” I said, voice flat, trembling with restrained rage.
“Who?” Akansha asked, eyes wide with disbelief.
“Rudra Malhotra ” I didn’t even blink as I said his name.
"Rudra bhai?" Akansha whispered in disbelief.
Ritika gasped. “But… how? How would he even—”
“He must’ve found out about the plan. He must’ve been watching. Waiting.” I ran a hand over my face. My breathing was erratic. “And we—I—was too fucking confident.”
“No no no,” Ritika said, shaking her head, tears now rolling down her cheek. “She got a call, remember? An hour ago.”
Rakshit’s eyes locked with mine. “He lured her out.”
I didn’t say anything.
Because I knew.
That’s exactly what happened.
I could see it now—her phone ringing, her thinking it was someone from the house, maybe even me. Her stepping out casually, not knowing that monster was waiting.
“She’s alone,” I muttered, my voice cracking. “She’s alone with him.”
And the thought made my blood run cold.
Ritika looked shattered, Akansha was shocked but Rakshit stepped up, holding my shoulder.
“We’re not wasting another second. We move now.”
I nodded. “We check the CCTV. We trace her phone. We talk to the guards, the drivers, everyone. I want that bastard found.”
“And when we do?” Rakshit asked quietly.
I didn’t hesitate.
“I’ll kill him, myself"
And this time, I meant it.
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“What do you mean you can’t track my wife? It’s been one whole days, for God’s sake, Sathvik!” I yelled, breaking the heavy silence that had filled the hall.
Everyone—my mom and dad, Shivani’s parents, Anvi, Vivek, Rakshit, Ritika, and Akansha—looked at me with a mix of worry and helpless pity.
I was losing my mind. Shivani had been missing for two days, and despite all efforts, there was no trace of her. Even Sathvik—my friend, a cop, and the one helping us in this plan—was coming up empty.
