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Engagement part - 3

Rivan controlled his anger and took a deep breath. To silence Anya, he placed his lips on hers and started kissing her.

Anya started hitting Rivan's chest.
Everyone's eyes were only on them.

Manasvi said angrily, "She gets away every time. I thought Rivan would kick her out, but something else is going on here. What kind of magic has she cast on Rivan?"

After about ten minutes of kissing, Rivan released Anya and held her close to his chest.

Suddenly, Anya started crying. Rivan quickly pulled away from her and looked at her, but Anya's tears weren't actually falling; she was crying with fake tears.

Anya said to Rivan, "You are very bad; you kissed me in front of everyone. I will complain to your mom about you." She quickly ran towards Ria and hugged her.

Rivan looked towards the bar counter, clenched his fists, and then after a while, he also walked towards Anya. Anya was still standing hugging Ria. Rivan came and stood near Anya and said to Anya, "Strawberry, let's go to the bedroom."

Anya suddenly separated from Ria and looked at Rivan. She stood in front of Rivan and looked at him with her intoxicated eyes. Then she paused for a few moments and said, "You want to do something with me in the bedroom, but you never do anything, baby. You just kiss, you never move forward."

Ria said, "Anya, what are you saying?" Then she looked at Rivan and said, "What happened? Why is Anya behaving like this?"

Rivan said, "Mom, she's drunk."
Rivan came closer to Anya and was about to pick her up in his arms, but Anya moved away from him and said, "I don't want to go with you; you never go beyond kissing in the bedroom. Baby, you are not hard, you are a flabby brinjal."

Rivan's eyes widened suddenly.   "What the... fuck?" Rivan glanced at everyone; all eyes were fixed on them. Rivan was very angry.

Aman and Rivan's friends were standing together. Aman said laughing, "Flabby brinjal!"

Aarav said, "Good thing Anya didn't say it in Hindi, it would have sounded even stranger."

Rishabh said, "What's the difference between Hindi and English for Rivan?
Anya called Rivan a 'flabby brinjal,' look how angry he looks!"

Aman, putting his hand on Aarav's shoulder, said, "Yes, and she publicly insulted his manhood. What's going to happen to poor Anya tomorrow?"

Rivan stared at Anya for a while, then picked her up in his arms and started walking inside the palace with her.
Just then, a gunshot was heard, and the bullet hit Rivan's shoulder. Rivan didn't stop; he carried Anya inside. He knew this bullet wasn't meant for him, it was for Anya.

Aditya and everyone asked Rivan's mom-dad and all the relatives to go inside the palace. They all went inside safely.

All of Rivan's friends, Aman, and all the guards stood with guns in their hands.

Salvatore, the American mafia, stood in front of them. The mafia members who had come to the party were also present.

Salvatore said, "Your leader turned out to be a coward; one bullet to the shoulder and he ran inside!

Just then, a loud voice echoed throughout the garden area, "R.B. is the lion of Italy, who is an expert in playing Holi with blood!"

Everyone turned back to look; Rivan was standing there. Blood was flowing from his shoulder, and his green eyes were red with anger.

Salvatore looked at Rivan and said, "What can a wounded lion do to me?"

Rivan said, "This is just a scratch, Salvatore. The real game will begin now." Rivan suddenly pulled out a pistol from the back of his pants and shot Salvatore in the hand. His gun fell to the ground.

He glared at Rivan and then quickly bent down to pick up the gun. Before he could pick it up, Rivan was standing in front of him.

Salvatore was suddenly startled.

Rivan stood before him like a hungry lion who had been thirsty for blood for many years. Rivan's eyes looked blood-red. Salvatore started backing away in fear; Rivan suddenly grabbed his throat.

Just then, Salvatore's bodyguards started firing. All of Rivan's friends and bodyguards also started firing.

The entire garden area had turned into a battlefield.

Rivan was still holding his throat. Rivan suddenly kicked him hard in the middle and released his throat.

Salvatore screamed in pain and fell to the ground. Rivan put his shoe on his face and started grinding it.

Rivan said, grinding his shoe on his face, "You tried to kill my love." Rivan suddenly pressed his shoe even harder on his face. Salvatore was groaning in pain, and blood started oozing from his mouth. Rivan's eyes were still red with anger. He looked like a beast that had caught its prey and was in no mood to let it go.
Just then, the sound of gunfire became even louder. Rivan's friends and guards were fiercely fighting Salvatore's men. Bullets were flying everywhere, and the smell of gunpowder filled the air. The sounds of gunfire intensified, and the screams of Salvatore's men echoed in the garden area.

Aditya shouted, "Rivan! You go to Anya, we'll handle this."

But Rivan ignored Aditya's words. His attention was still fixed on Salvatore, who was lying on the ground writhing in pain. Rivan increased the pressure of his foot; Salvatore was gasping for breath. Just then, another bullet was fired, grazing Rivan's leg. Rivan let his attention wander for a moment, and Salvatore took advantage of this opportunity. He quickly grabbed Rivan's leg and tried to pull him down. Rivan jerked his leg away and took a step back. He saw Salvatore lying on the ground, his face clearly showing defeat and pain. Rivan raised his pistol towards Salvatore. Rivan's finger was on the trigger, his breaths were heavy.

Just then, Anya's soft voice reached Rivan's ears, "Rivan..."

Rivan's eyes softened for a moment. He turned back to look; Anya was standing there. Looking back at Anya, Rivan emptied all the bullets from his pistol into Salvatore's chest.

Anya was looking at Rivan in surprise.
Rivan was also looking at her.

Everything in the garden area was now silent. Salvatore and all his bodyguards were dead. The entire garden area was littered with corpses.

Anya's gaze was fixed on the ground, which was covered in blood. She suddenly collapsed onto the floor.

Rivan ran to Anya, picked her up in his arms. He walked inside the palace without looking back. Blood was still flowing from his shoulder, but his eyes now held a different kind of resolve. The game had begun, and Rivan Birla was not one to back down.

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