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As they finished the admission process, Naina sighed in relief, holding the confirmation slip in her hands. Aaradhya, on the other hand, was already bouncing with excitement.

Aaradhya (grinning): "Bhabhi, now that we’re done, let’s go to the mall! We need to buy something special for your reception!"

Naina, however, had other plans. She looked at Aaradhya with a sheepish smile.

Naina (hesitantly): "Mall toh theek hai… par mujhe local market jaana hai."

(The mall is fine… but I really want to visit the local market.)

Aaradhya’s mouth dropped open in fake shock.

Aaradhya: "Rajpurohit family ki bahu… local market?!"

(The Rajpurohit family’s daughter-in-law… wants to go to the local market?!)

Naina rolled her eyes and linked her arm with Aaradhya’s.

Naina (pouting): "Please, mujhe bohot pasand hai wahan ki cheezein!"

(Please, I love the things they sell there!)

Aaradhya sighed dramatically but gave in.

Aaradhya (teasing): "Theek hai, chalenge! Waise bhi, mujhe tumhari asli shopping choice dekhni hai, Bhabhi!"

(Fine, we’ll go! Anyway, I need to see your real shopping choices, Bhabhi!)

And so, they made their way to the bustling streets of the local market.

Naina’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she walked through the colorful stalls, picking up little trinkets, running her fingers over fabrics, and stopping to admire the shining jewelry.

She finally spotted a stall filled with gorgeous jhumkas and clutched Aaradhya’s arm.

Naina (excitedly): "Aaradhya, dekho yeh kitne sundar hain!"

(Aaradhya, look how beautiful these are!)

Aaradhya laughed, shaking her head.

Aaradhya: "Tumhare andar ek chhoti si shopping queen chhupi hai!"

(There’s a little shopping queen hidden inside you!)

Naina giggled as she picked out a pair of intricate silver jhumkas.

Just then, she looked around and suddenly remembered something.

Naina: "Aaradhya, tum yahan kuch pasand kar lo, main bas ek minute mein aati hoon!"

(Aaradhya, pick something for yourself, I’ll be back in a minute!)

Before Aaradhya could question her, Naina rushed off towards the washroom, disappearing into the crowd.

Aaradhya stood there, shaking her head with a smile.

Aaradhya (muttering to herself): "Bhabhi bhi na… kitni unpredictable hai!"

(Bhabhi is so unpredictable!)

She turned her attention back to the jhumkas, picking up a few more pairs for Naina, unknowingly making the time pass.

But minutes turned into several… and Naina still hadn’t returned.

A strange feeling settled in Aaradhya’s chest as she looked around.

Aaradhya (muttering, frowning): "Itni der kyun lag rahi hai Bhabhi ko?"

(Why is Bhabhi taking so long?)

Something didn’t feel right.

Aaradhya started searching for her Bhabhi, but she couldn't find her anywhere. Panic started settling in as she even showed some people Naina’s picture, hoping someone had seen her, but no one had. Her hands trembled as she dialed Devanash’s number.

Devanash was in the middle of an important meeting. .And his phone is switch off...

Aaradhya’s panic grew. Without wasting another second, she called Kunal.

Kunal picked up the phone and answered in his usual calm tone. "Yes, princess? What happened?"

"Kunal Bhai, Bhabhi mil nahi rahi hai!"

"Kunal Bhai, I can't find Bhabhi anywhere!"

Kunal’s posture straightened as his grip on the phone tightened. "Kya matlab mil nahi rahi hai?"

"What do you mean you can't find her?"

His voice held a sharp edge of worry. Aaradhya, her voice trembling, narrated everything that had happened.

Kunal exhaled sharply, frustration creeping in. "Why didn't you guys take security with you?"

Aaradhya sniffled, guilt washing over her. "Bhai, please inform Devanash Bhai…"

"Bhai, please inform Devanash Bhai…"

Kunal knew she was right. He needed to tell Devanash, no matter what.

"He’s in a meeting, but let me inform him!"

"He’s in a meeting, but let me inform him!"

Without wasting another second, Kunal rushed to the meeting room. His heart pounded as he pushed open the door, walking straight towards Devanash.

"Bhai!"

Devanash saw the tension in Kunal’s face and immediately knew something was wrong. His breath hitched.

"What happened, Kunal?"

Kunal hesitated for a split second before saying, "Bhai… Bhabhi nahi mil rahi!"

"Bhai… Bhabhi is missing!"

Devanash felt the floor slip from under him. His mind went blank for a moment before panic took over.

"Kya matlab nahi mil rahi hai?"

"What do you mean she’s missing?"

His voice was sharp, his heart hammering inside his chest. His worst nightmare had just begun.

Kunal’s voice trembled as he narrated everything to Devanash, his breath uneven.

Devanash stood frozen for a second. His grip on the desk tightened, knuckles turning white. His eyes darkened, a storm raging in them. His heart pounded against his ribs, his breathing shallow.

"Why did she go to the local market?" His voice came out low, dangerously calm—too calm before the storm.

"Why did she go to the local market?"

Kunal hesitated, but Devanash wasn’t done.

A shudder passed through him, and then, all at once, his composure snapped. His chair screeched against the floor as he shoved it back violently, standing up.

"I need my wife perfectly fine as soon as possible! No matter what!" His voice roared through the room, raw with desperation, burning with madness.

"I need my wife perfectly fine as soon as possible! No matter what!"

His hands trembled slightly, but not with fear—no, it was rage. She was his life, his breath, his everything. The thought of anything happening to her twisted something deep in his soul.

His next words were lethal, filled with unrelenting power. "Inform the commissioner. Alert my mafia right-hand. Block all roads, check every corner, every shadow of this damn city! I don’t care if the world burns down tonight—find her!"

"Inform the commissioner. Alert my mafia right-hand. Block all roads, check every corner, every shadow of this damn city! I don’t care if the world burns down tonight—find her!"

Kunal barely got out a trembling "Yes, Bhai," before Devanash stormed out, his every step seething with urgency.

No one in the outside world knew about Devanash’s dark empire, his hidden power, his dominance in the underworld. But today, that secret would be shattered. Because tonight, he wasn’t the ruthless mafia lord.

Today, he was just a man desperate to get his wife back.

Aaradhya’s hands shook as she held her phone, her stomach twisting in fear.

"Where are you, Bhabhi?" Her eyes darted around the busy streets, but there was no sign of Naina.

She stopped random people, showing them Naina’s picture. "Did you see this woman?" But every answer was the same—no.

Panic tightened around her throat.

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Aaradhya was desperately searching, her heart pounding. Every second that passed without finding Naina made her fear the worst.

In her frantic search, she collided with someone.

"I'm sorry!" Aaradhya mumbled, about to rush past when—

"I know where your Bhabhi is."

Aaradhya stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes widened as she turned to the girl—the author.

Her voice shook. "How… how do you know?"

"How… how do you know?"

The author smirked. "Sawaal-jawaab ka waqt nahi hai. Follow me!"

"There’s no time for questions. Follow me!"

Aaradhya, too desperate to think twice, nodded and hurried after her. They both got into a car.

The vehicle sped through the city, finally stopping in front of a hotel. Aaradhya’s stomach twisted in fear.

"Who are you? And how do you know about this?" Aaradhya questioned.

The author smiled. "She has already faced a lot. I don’t want her to suffer anymore. Let’s go."

Aaradhya’s heart pounded as she followed.

"Room no. 8WZ."

Aaradhya nodded, her hands curling into fists as she prepared for the worst.

Naina’s POV

I was just stepping out of the washroom, adjusting my earrings, when—

A hand fisted my hair and yanked me back violently.

I screamed, pain exploding through my scalp. My back slammed against a solid chest.

A cruel laugh echoed in my ears. My blood ran cold.

No. No, no, no, this isn’t possible.

With a trembling breath, I turned my head just enough to see his face.

Ashok.

My heart dropped to my stomach. My pulse roared in my ears.

"How? He was supposed to be in jail!"

I struggled, my breath coming in short gasps.

But before I could scream—

A cloth was pressed against my mouth.

A sickly-sweet scent invaded my nose. My vision blurred.

My body turned weak. My limbs refused to move.

No.

Darkness swallowed me whole.

Naina thrashed against the ropes, her wrists raw from the struggle, her heart hammering in her chest. She felt suffocated—trapped in the twisted nightmare Ashok had created. The dimly lit room, the filthy mattress beneath her, and the leering shadow looming over her—it was enough to send icy fear crawling up her spine.

A sickening chuckle filled the air, making her stomach churn.

"Wake up, butterfly." Ashok’s voice dripped with malice as he crouched before her. "Good for you… now you’ll witness my wrath."

"Wake up, butterfly. Good for you… now you’ll witness my wrath."

His fingers brushed against her cheek, making her jerk her face away in disgust.

"Your husband sent me to jail, didn’t he? And now… I will make sure you live in hell."

"Your husband sent me to jail, didn’t he? And now… I will make sure you live in hell."

Naina felt bile rise in her throat as he leaned in closer, his breath fanning against her skin.

"You are mine, from the very beginning, butterfly."

"You are mine, from the very beginning, butterfly."

Her entire being recoiled at his words. A surge of rage overpowered her fear, and she gritted her teeth.

"I was never yours!" she spat, eyes blazing. "I only belong to one man—Devanash. Naina Rajpurohit."

"I was never yours! I only belong to one man—Devanash. Naina Rajpurohit."

Her words struck something inside him, twisting his already sick mind further. He let out a low chuckle, eyes gleaming with something dark.

"You really think your husband will accept you after I destroy you?" His voice dripped with venom. "His family will throw you away like filth."

"You really think your husband will accept you after I destroy you? His family will throw you away like filth."

Naina’s heart pounded as she shook her head violently. "No… no, please don’t…" Her voice trembled for the first time.

"No… no, please don’t…"

Ashok grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her closer. She let out a cry of pain as he smirked down at her terrified expression.

"Begging already?" He laughed, dark and cruel. "Too bad I love the sound of your screams more."

"Begging already? Too bad I love the sound of your screams more."

And then—

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The door exploded open.

The tension in the room snapped like a whip.

Ashok turned sharply, startled by the sudden intrusion.

Aaradhya Rajpurohit stood at the entrance, her frame rigid with fury. And beside her—the Author.

For a second, Ashok was frozen, eyes darting between the two women.

Then, he scoffed. "Oh? More guests? Did you bring your little friends to beg for your life, butterfly?"

"Oh? More guests? Did you bring your little friends to beg for your life, butterfly?"

Aaradhya’s lips curled into a smirk.

The world saw her as a spoiled princess. A girl who didn’t know how to cook, who had never done household chores, who was pampered beyond reason.

But what the world didn’t know was—

She was a gold medalist in karate.

Trained under her father and brothers, she had learned how to break bones faster than someone could blink.

And tonight, she wasn’t here to beg.

She was here to end this.

The Author stepped forward, an amused glint in her eyes.

"My work here is done. I know what you’re capable of."

"My work here is done. I know what you’re capable of."

Then, she turned to Ashok, her expression hardening.

"Tune kabhi ek aurat ki izzat nahi ki…"

"You never respected a woman…"

Her voice dropped, deadly as steel.

"Aurat ko kamzor samajhta hai na tu?"

"You think a woman is weak?"

A chilling smirk spread across her lips.

"Ek aurat hi tera ant karegi."

"A woman will be the end of you."

With that, she turned and walked out, leaving Ashok to his fate.

Aaradhya rolled her shoulders, cracking her knuckles. "Now, let's begin, shall we?"

"Now, let's begin, shall we?"

Ashok took a step back.

But before he could react—

THWACK!

Aaradhya’s punch landed with brutal force, sending him stumbling backward. He barely had a second to recover before she kicked him in the ribs, the impact sending a sharp crack through the air.

He coughed, blood dripping from his lips.

But Aaradhya didn’t stop.

She rained down punches and kicks, each blow filled with the fury of a woman scorned. With every hit, she shattered the illusion of his dominance.

Within minutes, he was nothing more than a bloodied, unconscious heap on the floor.

Panting, Aaradhya turned toward Naina.

Naina was curled up in the corner, trembling violently. Her eyes, once filled with fire, now held only fear and shock.

Aaradhya’s heart clenched painfully.

She rushed forward, dropping to her knees, and pulled Naina into a tight embrace.

"Bhabhi, kuch nahi hoga… main hoon na." Her voice wavered, guilt lacing her words. "I'm sorry… really, really sorry."

"Bhabhi, nothing will happen. I'm here. I'm so, so sorry."

Naina clung to her, silent sobs shaking her small frame.

Aaradhya swallowed hard, blinking back her own tears as she pulled out her phone with shaking fingers.

The call barely rang once before it was answered.

"Aaru!" Devanash’s voice was raw with desperation. "Naina mili kya?!"

"Aaru! Did you find Naina?!"

Aaradhya took a deep breath. "Haan, Bhai… she's safe now."

"Yes, Bhai… she's safe now."

"Location bhejo." His voice was sharp. Urgent.

"Send me the location."

Aaradhya sent it immediately.

Within minutes, screeching tires echoed through the streets.

And then—

Devanash stormed inside.

His breath caught.

His Naina.

Shaking. Broken.

Trembling in Aaradhya’s arms.

His world shattered.

His blood boiled, rage unlike anything he had ever felt coursing through his veins.

His fists clenched so tightly his nails pierced his skin. He barely noticed the pain.

All he saw—was her.

His love. His wife.

Broken.

His breath came in ragged pants, his vision swimming with red.

Kunal stepped beside him. "Bhai…"

But Devanash wasn’t listening.

Because right now—

He was ready to burn the entire world down to make it right.

Devanash stood frozen.

His breath hitched as his gaze locked onto the sight before him—his Naina, trembling violently in Aaradhya’s arms.

Her face was pale, her eyes hollow, her entire body curled up like she was trying to disappear.

His heart broke.

A sharp, piercing pain shot through his chest, unlike anything he had ever felt before. His fists clenched, nails digging into his palms. His blood boiled—rage, guilt, and helplessness churning inside him like a violent storm.

His Naina.

His wife.

The love of his life—reduced to this.

Something inside him snapped.

He turned his murderous gaze toward the bloodied, barely conscious Ashok lying on the floor.

His voice was ice, laced with unfiltered fury.

"Take this bastard to my special cell. I will deal with him personally."

"Is haramkhor ko mere special cell mein le jao. Main isse khud dekh lunga."

A death sentence.

And Ashok knew it.

His swollen face twitched in fear, but he was too weak to even beg for mercy.

Suryaveer,  placed a firm hand on Devanash’s shoulder, his voice calm but firm.

"Dev, take Naina home. Your mother and Chachi are already panicking. Vedant is there with the doctors."

"Dev, Naina ko ghar le ja. Teri maa aur Chachi waise hi ghabra rahi hain. Vedant wahan doctors ke saath hai."

Kunal’s jaw was clenched so tight, it looked like he might crack his own teeth.

He stepped forward, his gaze dark and unforgiving as he glared at Ashok.

He personally dragged the bastard out of the room.

Because this man—**this filth—**had dared to lay his hands on his Bhabhi.

And Kunal regretted it.

Regretted ever sending him to jail in the first place.

He should have killed him when he had the chance.

But it was too late for regret now.

Because Devanash would make sure that this time, Ashok wouldn’t leave alive.

Devanash knelt beside Naina, his arms aching to hold her.

"Mi Todo…" His voice was soft, careful, as if she would break if he touched her too suddenly.

She flinched at first.

A terrified reflex.

His heart cracked a little more.

But the moment she realized who it was—who was touching her—she melted into him.

She was safe.

She was in his arms.

Without a second thought, he scooped her up, cradling her against his chest as if she was the most fragile thing in the world.

His Naina. His life.

She clutched onto his shirt, fists trembling, face buried against his neck.

She didn’t say a word.

She just sobbed.

Soft, heart-wrenching sobs that shattered him.

As he carried her to the car, he held her tighter, pressing gentle kisses on her temple, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear.

The entire ride home, he cooked her in his warmth, whispering every soft, loving word he could think of.

"Baby, it's okay…"

"Baby, sab theek hai…"

"Don’t cry, jaan…"

"Mat ro jaan…"

"I’m here now. No one will ever hurt you again."

"Main yahan hoon, ab koi tumhe chhune ki bhi himmat nahi karega."

But she couldn’t stop crying.

She had bottled up too much pain.

And all he could do was hold her, love her, and remind her—

She was safe.

She was his.

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