Cold water began from shower falling on them, as his hand locked at her waist, pushing her firmly against the wall. He leaned in, voice low cold, edged with accusation. "Itni bhi kya majboori thi jo tumhe hotel room tak jaana pada?"he asked, words slow and cutting. Anya's breath hitched, her body shivered as she looked at him with her teary eyes but he didn't soften. His gaze stayed fixed on her like he was just waiting for her to break under this betrayal. Anya opened her trembling lips. " Ar-" but before she could say his name, his grip tightened on her and a cold metal pressed against her stomach making her eyes widened and stop. Aryaan looked at her eyes, as a faint, bitter smile touched his lips. "Wafa ka dawa bhi karti ho aur raaste bhi woh chun ti ho jahan se bewafai guzarti hai." She shook her head but no words came, silent tears rolling down her cheeks, he stepped closer their breath mixing with falling water as he pressing the tip of his gun on her navel.. Anyaksha Rajvi Jaisal X Aryaan Singh Rathore