15th Floor, Eternity Corporation Headquarters
A bright sunny day cast a golden glow over bhopal, but Ayaan's office was about to become a hub of fury and urgency. Seated behind his sleek desk, Ayaan's phone rang – his sister-in-law Bhabhi's name flashed on the screen.
"Ayaan, thank god you answered... Aydan been shot!" Bhabhi's panicked voice sent Ayaan's heart racing.
He bolted upright, eyes narrowing. "What happened? Where did it happen?"
"It happened on crowded S.V Road... he was walking out of a meeting when someone opened fire. He's in ICU at Horizon Hospital now. The doctors say he's critical..."
Ayaan's grip on his phone tightened – fury ignited within him. Aydan, his elder brother, was the mafia boss of their organization – this was a blatant challenge to their power.
He summoned his PA and close friend, Om, into his office. "Om, Bhai's been shot. He's in ICU."
Om's expression turned grave. "What do you need me to do, Ayaan?"
"Alert our security team – discreetly. I want to know who did this and why. Also, inform Ayub – but choose your words wisely."
Om nodded and stepped out to make the call while Ayaan dialed Ayub's number.
"Ayub, brother – Bhai needs us. Meet me at the jet – we have a situation to handle."
After briefing Ayub, Ayaan turned his attention back to Om. "I'll be leaving for... a business trip. Inform everyone – family included. Buy me some time, Om."
Om understood the unspoken message – Ayaan was heading into dangerous territory. "Consider it done, Ayaan. Be careful."
With his temporary alibi set, Ayaan headed towards the private jet, destination Italy – where his brother lay wounded and revenge awaited.
He called Bhabhi back "Bhabhi I am coming, tell the doctors I want to speak to them"
Bhabhi replied "Ayaan, he is unconscious... Doctor said he will take time to gain consciousness"
Ayaan's anger reached peak "Tell doctor I want him conscious in next 2 hours".
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Italy Hospital Corridor
Ayaan stepped out of the elevator and into the ICU corridor, his eyes scanning for familiar faces. He spotted Siya sitting outside Aydan's room, tears streaming down her face.
Ayaan quickly approached her, concern etched on his own face. "Bhabhi..." he whispered softly, opening his arms for comfort.
Bhabhi stood up, collapsing into Ayaan's embrace as sobs wracked her body. Ayaan held her tightly, offering silent strength.
"Shh, Bhabhi... I'm here. Everything will be okay. Bhai will pull through," Ayaan whispered reassurances into her hair, his own anger and worry momentarily set aside for comfort.
Bhabhi clung to him, tears soaking through his shirt. "Ayaan, it was so sudden... he was walking out of the meeting room, and then gunfire everywhere... I was right behind him, but I couldn't save him..."
Ayaan's grip tightened around her, fury reigniting within him. He would find out who did this and make them pay dearly. But for now, he focused on comforting Bhabhi.
"We'll get through this together, Bhabhi. I promise. Now, let me see Bhai."
He gently released Siya and turned towards Aydan's hospital room door, steeling himself for what he might find inside.
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Italy Hospital Corridor
Ayaan stood outside the Operating Theater door, his eyes fixed on the doctor emerging with a solemn expression.
"Aydan's condition is critical," the doctor began. "He suffered heavy blood loss from multiple gunshot wounds. The next 24 hours will be decisive – he's currently stable but out of immediate danger."
Ayaan processed the information intently. "What risks remain?"
"The biggest concern is slipping into a coma due to potential brain swelling from oxygen deprivation during blood loss. We're monitoring him closely," the doctor explained.
Just then, Siya, who had been standing beside Ayaan, swayed violently – her eyes rolled back as she collapsed.
Ayub caught her mid-fall, lifting her into his arms. "Bhabhi! Oh god..."
Ayaan rushed to support Ayub, concern etched on his face. "Get her to a room – she needs rest. This stress is overwhelming her."
Ayub nodded, carefully carrying Bhabhi away as Ayaan turned back to the doctor. "Keep me updated hourly – any change in Bhai's condition. I want to see him now."
The doctor nodded gravely. "Follow me, Mr. Ayaan. But prepare yourself – he's heavily sedated and bandaged."
Ayaan steeled himself for the sight of his injured brother, following the doctor into the ICU room.
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Italy Hospital ICU Room
Ayaan sat beside Aydan's hospital bed, gazing at his bandaged face – tubes and wires monitoring his fragile condition.
Ayaan's eyes burned with unshed tears and simmering anger as he gently took Aydan's weakly clenched fist in his hand.
"Bhai..." he whispered softly, voice cracking with emotion. "I'm here. You're safe now."
Aydan's eyes fluttered slightly, acknowledging Ayaan's presence without fully opening.
Ayaan continued, his voice firm with resolve: "I promise you, Bhai – on our family's honor, on our blood bond – I will find who did this. They will suffer unbearable pain before dying at my feet."
Aydan's fist weakly squeezed Ayaan's hand, a barely perceptible nod – understanding and trust passed between brothers.
Ayaan held back tears, his jaw clenched in determination. "Rest now, Bhai. Revenge will be mine to claim. You focus on recovering – coming back stronger."
As he spoke, Ayaan mentally rehearsed his plan: mobilize resources, gather intel, and hunt down the culprit – no matter the cost or time required. Aydan would be avenged.
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Italy Hospital ICU Room
Days passed, and Aydan's condition stabilized – doctors advised a month of bed rest for complete recovery.
Ayaan sat beside Aydan's bed, discussing next steps with Siya Bhabhi present.
Aydan weakly gestured for Siya to come closer. "Moon... convince Ayaan – he must return to Bhopal. Ensure everything operates smoothly... without anyone suspecting anything."
Siya nodded understandingly. "I'll convince him, Aydan ji. Ayaan, your brother needs you to oversee operations back home – for his peace of mind during recovery."
Ayaan hesitated, but Aydan's pleading eyes and Siya's persuasive tone swayed him. "Alright... but on one condition – regular updates on Bhai's health, and I'll return immediately if needed."
Aydan nodded feebly, relief washing over his face. Siya continued, "And Ayaan – absolute discretion back home. No one must know about... this incident."
Ayaan grasped the implication – protect the family's reputation and power balance. "My lips are sealed, Bhabhi. Bhopal will remain unaware – Bhai's secret is safe with me."
Ayub who was standing near door stepped forward "Bhai I will stay here with bhai and Bhabhi"
Ayaan nodded "Take care of them Ayub"