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#gangster love
#forced marrige
#political rivalry
#he fell first she fell harder
#kidnapped romance
Synopsis ?????
It was a dark night with cold winds ,she was running barefoot in dark forest ,her foot are bleeding but she can't stop,she w...
Vikram raised his hand to touch Kanak's veil but pulled it back.
It's against my morals. I shouldn't do this. I've never looked at a woman with wrong intentions. This is so wrong. How can I even think of doing this? No... no, no. I can't do this.
He sat on a chair, lost in heavy thoughts. He looked at Kanak—she looked like an angel in the darkness, lit only by a small bulb. A harmless creature who couldn't hurt a fly.
The thought made him chuckle. Yesterday, the same girl was showing me her big angry eyes. And today... she's lying in front of me, at my mercy.
His mind kept provoking him to follow his boss's orders.
Do it, Vikram. It's your last job. After this, you'll have a good life—where people respect you, not just fear you. Just ruin her like the boss said. It's simple. Do it.
He got up from the chair and bent down to Kanak's level. She looked so fragile. He raised his hand and gently brushed some hair off her cheek. So innocent, he thought.
Fuck! What the hell am I thinking? I don't care if she's innocent or not! She has to pay for her father's deeds. Her father is ruining the young generation by giving them drugs. He'll learn his lesson when his own daughter's life is ruined!
His mind was blazing with anger. He yanked her veil off in a single motion and leaned toward her lips. Just before his lips could touch hers—
His phone rang.
What the fuck now?! He picked up the call.
"Hello?"
"Boss! A fight broke out between our party and the opposition. Please come fast—the police are beating only our party members!"
"Okay, I'm coming. Fuckers can't even handle a single thing!" He grabbed his jacket and stormed out of the room.
KANAK'S GRANDMA'S HOUSE
Her grandma informed Kanak's father that she was missing. Her father was furious. This girl never listens to me!
Being a Chief Minister, he immediately informed the police to search for her.
Kanak's mother was crying uncontrollably. Her father, though equally worried, hid his emotions behind his anger.
The police began checking every car and van after they reviewed the CCTV footage of Kanak's kidnapping.
Her grandma was hospitalized—just the thought of Kanak's condition, her poor granddaughter, was too much for her to bear.
SOMEWHERE ELSE...
In the afternoon, Kanak opened her eyes.
She found herself in a filthy, stinking room. Only a flickering bulb gave a faint light. She was terrified of the dark—and now rats scurried nearby, scaring her even more.
She realized her veil was missing. Panicked, she looked around and found it lying in the corner. She quickly picked it up and covered herself properly.
Her mind was filled with horrifying thoughts. Did my kidnappers touch me while I was unconscious? She hugged herself tightly and began to cry.
Trying to console herself, she decided she had to escape. She looked around and realized she was lying on an old, torn mattress.
I have to get out before the kidnappers come back.
She searched the room thoroughly—there was no window. The door was locked tight.
She tried forcing it open, but it was useless.
Exhausted from all the effort, she felt thirsty. She noticed an old pot (matka) in the corner and drank water from it.
The whole place felt eerie. The room, the silence, the smell—it all overwhelmed her.
Her thoughts were driving her mad.
Why was I kidnapped? What do they want from me?
She was not a girl who scared easily... But this atmosphere—this darkness— It was enough to shake anyone.
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