BOOK 1 in IMMORTAL SERIES.
In the heart of udaipur , a city of palaces and secrets stood the infamous MR. ABHIMANYU RAICHAND , his towering presence exuded an aura of authority , as if the world bowed to his every whim . Renowned as the king of udai...
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AKSHARA'S POV
The world seemed to tilt on its axis, reality slipping into the realms of nightmares. An hour ago, life was mundane, and now, it was a maelstrom of fear and confusion. The text message was like a bolt from the blue, claiming Siya was a captive. It couldn't be true; Siya had to be safe in her room. I had to see for myself.
I rushed out of my room, my mind a whirlwind of dread and disbelief. As I neared Siya's room, my steps faltered, my breaths shallow. The door creaked open to an empty room, the void echoing my worst fears. A note lay in the center, its words a sinister whisper, "Hello my Aarzo, I knew you wouldn't believe my message, so I left this note. If you want Siya alive, come to the location I've sent. Otherwise, I can't guarantee her safety. I know you're not that selfish, Akshara. So come fast, baby, I'm waiting..."
My knees gave way, and I crumbled to the ground, the note fluttering from my grasp. Siya, so vulnerable and fragile, haunted by the shadows of her recent past. The conversation with Sana replayed in my mind, the revelation of Siya's accident, her abduction, the week of terror she endured. When they found Siya, she was a shell of her former self, her spirit almost extinguished.
As I grappled with the shock, Sana's voice pierced the haze. "Akshu, what's happened?" she asked, her voice laced with panic.
I recounted the harrowing events, watching as Sana's composure threatened to shatter. "Sana, we can't fall apart now. We have to find Siya, bring her back to safety," I implored, my voice a mix of determination and fear.
Sana nodded, her tears a silent testament to her resolve. "Yes, Akshu. We'll find her," she whispered, her voice steeling.
"We should tell Mr. Raichand," I suggested, hoping for his support.
"No, Akshu," Sana cut in, her eyes wide with urgency. "Don't you know what happened an hour ago? If you tell Bhai, he'll only blame you. He's too angry to see reason. We have to do this ourselves."
I acquiesced, and we tried to call Aryan, but there was no answer. Ayaan was unreachable. Sana left messages for both, and we slipped out, embarking on our desperate quest to save Siya.
As we arrived at the location, the sight that greeted us was a desolate warehouse, the warehouse was a silent giant, its vastness swallowing my resolve. I turned to Sana, her eyes wide with fear. "Stay outside," I said. "If I don't return with Siya in thirty minutes, call for help."
"But Akshu," Sana's voice trembled, "I can't let you face this alone."
"Sana, trust me," I implored. "It's the only way."
Reluctantly, she nodded and concealed herself behind the car. I took a deep breath and entered the darkness.
The interior was a maze of darkness until I stumbled upon a secret door. Behind it lay a palace, guarded by a sea of bodyguards. I muttered to myself, "I can't sneak past them. I have to face this head-on."
As I made my presence known, guns pointed at me. "This is the end, Akshu," I thought, bracing for impact.
But then, a voice boomed, "FUCKIN kneel before her! Who gave you the freaking right to threaten her?" The man's eyes, the only visible part of his masked face, were aflame with rage.
"Lower your weapons," I commanded, my voice echoing. "I'm here for Siya. Take me to her."
The man’s chuckle reverberated through the cavernous space, a sound that seemed to mock my every step. “My brave Aarzo,” he said, his voice a velvet threat. “I’ve been waiting for you, my love.”
His words sent a shiver down my spine, igniting a fear that clenched my heart. “Is he a psychopath?” I wondered silently, the question echoing in the hollow of my mind.
I stood my ground, masking my fear with a facade of defiance. "I'm not here for games," I said, my voice steady. "Where is Siya?"
He advanced, the distance between us shrinking with every step. "All in good time," he replied, his eyes locked onto mine. "First, we talk."
I had no choice but to engage, to play his twisted game if it meant securing Siya's safety. But I was determined to remain vigilant, to find an opening, a weakness I could exploit. For Siya, I would walk through fire, face the devil himself if I had to.
I countered, my gaze unwavering. “What do you want from me?”
His laughter was a low rumble, a sound that seemed to mock my plight. “Fear? No, Aarzo. What I seek is far simpler,” he said, his voice smooth as silk. “I want your cooperation.”
“My cooperation?” I echoed, skepticism lacing my words. “And if I agree, you’ll release Siya?”
He nodded slowly, a predator assuring its prey. “Yes, but know this,” he added, his eyes narrowing. “Your cooperation comes with a price.”
I weighed his words, the gravity of the situation pressing down on me. “And what's that,” I said, ready to bargain with the devil for my mr. Chand's sister’s life.
'MARRY ME' he proposed, his smile hidden behind the mask.
'WTF , WHAT THE ACTUALLY HELL IS HAPPENING '
The masked man’s declaration hung in the air, a sinister proposal that threatened to shatter my resolve. “Marry you?” I echoed, disbelief coloring my tone. “You think marriage is a game to be played with people’s lives?”
His eyes, the only part of him visible behind the mask, seemed to gleam with a mix of triumph and challenge. “It’s not a game, Aarzo,” he said, his voice low and steady. “It’s a solution. Marry me, and Siya goes free. Refuse, and… well, I think you understand the consequences.”
I felt the weight of the moment, the gravity of the choice before me. Marrying this man was unthinkable, yet the stakes were too high to dismiss his demand outright. Siya’s life hung in the balance, and with it, my own sense of self.
“Give me time to think,” I said, buying time, trying to quell the panic that rose like a tide within me.
“You have until dawn,” he replied, a hint of impatience in his voice. “Choose wisely, Aarzo. Siya’s fate is in your hands.”
As he turned away, I realized the true depth of the game I had been drawn into. It was a game of power, of control, where the heart and the mind were pawns on a chessboard. And I had to play it to win, for Siya’s sake and for the justice that seemed so elusive in this dark place.
"I'M READY TO MARRY YOU" and he halted his steps and order female guards to take me in siya's room. As I reached to her room , I barged inside without waiting for female gurars to open the doir and the scene in front of me boiled my anger.........
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Hello munchkins I know story took a 360° turn but it will surely get cleared in next chapter which will be abhimanyu's pov .
What do you think who is this mysterious man?
Will akshu marry him?
Why he is calling her arzoo?
Is it possible that she have one more twin?
How will she save siya and herself from this danger?
Will abhímanyu knows the thing happening around him ?
Your each and every question will be answered in next chapter . Stay tuneee .
