zeal of his love

PHASE ONE OF THE PLAN

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Boom

The sound shook Riddhima as stared wide eyed at her mad husband holding his gun holding hand in both of hers, pointed at the ceiling just at the last second as the bullet left its holder.

"Vansh",

she whispered, unsure what she wanted to say. This was the first time in her life she was so close to a gun, so close to a gunshot, so close to someone being almost dead. Her knees shook as she stumbled waiting for the floor to hug her but an arm snaked around her waist plastering her to the front of her husband.

Her hands flew to his chest as she looked into his eyes. But she didn't feel safe, or warm, his extremely cold eyes detaching her from her soul. The fact that he could look this cold even after last night, after everything that happened or is happening between them was scaring her.

She loved his eyes, whenever he stays silent she loves to read them. His eyes are one of the reason she always put her trust in him. But the shuddering madness in them was like someone twisting her inside lurching her heart in her mouth.

The fire in his eyes gutting her. This was the first time she realised there might be a face of Vansh she isn't aware of. There might be a Vansh she never met, someone who is capable of scaring her. The reason he is mighty VR everyone scared of.

He barked some orders to Angrey as Riddhima completely tuned out, captivated in his eyes, his gaze holding hers. He was totally, totally mad, anger visible as his eyes darkened, charcoal meeting chocolate, she gulped as he picked her bridal style, his gun still in his hand and walked towards the elevator.

Her breath shook as he placed her on the bed and closed the door with the remote. This silence was so suffocating. His gun held in his left hand. She felt as if the walls closing up on her, her hands shivered. He has his back towards her.

Riddhima struggled with her breath.

"V...aa..ns..h"

She tried to choke out, when shaking all over she flinched back, when Vansh threw the remote on the floor in a corner.

"Tumhari himmat kaise hui?"

(How dare you?)

Turning back he clutched her shoulders, his nails digging in her skin, his eyes blazing, a hint of monstrous darkness visible in them.

Riddhima's heart exploded Vansh's anger twisting her emotions,

"Himmat kasie hui mere mamle ke beech may aay ki? Aaj tak kisi ki himmat nahi padi jo VR ke raste may aaye."

(How dare you tried to come in my way? No one, literally no one ever dared to stop VR)

Vansh's blazing eyes was draining whatever colour Riddhima was left with and her entire will to speak at all. She just kept looking at him, hoping her eyes would convey whatever her heart wishes to tell him. Hoping for him to stop, this all was too familiar, she can feel the pressure building in her stomach, seizing her inside, her head was feeling funny and she had this uncontrollable urge to throw up.

Tentatively, she raised her head, wishing to touch his face, telling him she is scared but Vansh backed away,

Picking the nearby vase Vansh threw it at the dressing table mirror, shreds of glasses everywhere, Riddhima jumped back her eyes wide, breath heavy she clutched her throat, easing her chest, the pain nauseating her.

"Meri duniya may jeena hai, mere rules se chalna hoga Riddhima, dobara kabhi mere raste may aany ki galati mat karna, uski ijazat kisi ko nahi hai"