zeal of his love

VANSH

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AUTHOR'S POV:

Nafrat karti hu mai tumse, nafrat karti hu, dur ja rahi hu, bhut dur,

(I hate you. You are not worthy of being called a son. So I'm leaving you alone, going away forever.)

"Maaaa.",

(Mom...)

Vansh opened his eyes only to be greeted with darkness as he pulled back his outstretched hands, wiping sweat off his forehead. He blinked his eyes, pulling himself up as he was passed out on his chair in his office itself.

Ruffling his hair, he stood up taking a deep sigh as he walked up to the glass wall behind him, giving him a clear view of the entire glowing city, his office being on the 60th floor of the VR industries building. Hands in his pants pocket he just kept staring at the blinking lights trying to blink away the sleep from his eyes.

A knock on the door and Angrey entered with a fresh pair of clothes, as he switched on the lights, Vansh growled, his blood covered reflection irritating him, recalling him his devil side he was in just an hour ago.

"Boss",

"Kya lagta hai tumhe Angrey,kya sach may Riddhima dhokebazz niklegi?",

(what do you think Angrey? Will Riddhima betray me?)

Vansh asked as he turned moving towards the couch and sat down, dejected and resigned. Angrey was speechless, he had never seen his boss like this, his boss is not the type of the man to show his weakness or earlier when he himself punished that report himself.

Vansh never needed to do all that himself, his one word is enough and everything would be done but no. The devil descended himself to punish those who dared to voice words to taint his Angel.

Vansh motioned Angrey to leave, no words exchanged only a flick of his finger was enough for Angrey to understand as he walked out, closing the door as well as switching off the lights, complete darkness, owned by the devil.

Leaning back on the couch, Vansh closed his eyes, trying to calm himself, but alas he was raging. He accepted this truth long ago that peace was never an option for him, chaos was all he had ever seen, but instead of letting that chaos break him, he held it by his head and forced it on his knees on front of him, slaving it he became the king as his name became synonyms to destruction.

But as Riddhima took the first step in his life, he decided just like everything else he is gonna snatch this angel for himself. She is someone desired by all but he made sure to make her his. Every second in her presence, his beast aches to ravish her to mark her as his so that the world can see that this beauty has a beast standing by her, to protect her from everything but him.

He can bear thousand of bullets, can bear being in the middle of the war with countless bullets pointed at his heart but he can not bear her going away. The anxiety, whether she will listen to Kabir tomorrow was raging him.

Earlier he left, everything in him wanted to stay but his mind forced him to leave. He knew if he stayed, everything would have crumbled, Riddhima would never be able to bear his VR mode, when he never leave betrayer, he would definitely end up doing something Riddhima was definitely not ready for.

He was scared, Riddhima was just doing everything for show, she just wanted to distract, and why shouldn't he, the woman who claimed to hate his very touch not two weeks ago, what changed in this small time that she accepted his arms so easily.

But he wanted it, even if this all was nothing but a big fat lie, he wanted this lie to become the reality, he wanted to believe on this.

Love may have come easy for him, but trust was a hard factor. He had gone through so many lies and betrayals that the word trust just doesn't exist for him. His own family, his ex-best friend, Ragini and now....he doesn't even want to think about it, Riddhima.