After that incident, the party was called off and everyone were dismissed. Myra and Dhruv were escorted into guest rooms . The workers of Rathore family would have tended the injured duo if Sejal and Abhiraj wouldn't have objected .
It would have been better if the workers would have tended me — Myra thought finding herself awkwardly trapped in the eerily silent room . She knows that she has been injured by the accident but is isn't that big enough for the male lead to stuck with her and personally tend her . And since when the male lead has became so caring ?
I have never experienced such incident in my past lives nor I had read anything about male lead tending the villainess in the novel . And when did the cold hearted CEO , became so caring? Did the sun rose from west or something? — Her mind kept on wondering. Male lead's weird behaviour had really bothered Myra .
Abhiraj had not let go of her arm since that incident. He has been tenderly holding her arm as if she was some kind of expensive jade piece . Was the male lead ever so gentle with me ? No , never .... something seems to be fishy — she had her doubts.
" This will hurt a little. Please bear it with me ". Abhiraj softly said as he gazed softly at Myra .
Myra was speechless and was caught off guard when she made another accidental eye contact with the same yet different blue eyes . Usually Abhiraj's blue eyes seemed cold but currently they were weirdly warm . Not to mention, the male lead has said please. Terms like "please" , "thank you" or "sorry" never existed in male lead's dictionary unless it was Sejal .
Did some imposter replaced the male lead or what ?
Maybe I am just hallucinating. I should see myself to a doctor.
" Did it hurt? " He asked softly caressing her arms.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Myra replied, " No, it didn't hurt ". Myra was feeling awkward and was weirded out by Abhiraj softly caressing her arms .
Neither she could pull away her hand from his grip nor she dared to . She just wanted to go home safely.
Please God take the male lead away. I can't bear him anymore.
His presence was nerve wrecking for her.
" Let me drop you at your home" Abhiraj suggested, getting up from his seat but still not letting go of her arm.
" You don't need to trouble yourself. You can just ask the driver to drop me at home" Myra replied but as she spoke her voice continued to drop , reflecting her extreme nervousness.
Still Abhiraj managed to hear her . His demons who were calmly at rest begun roaring again.
[ What did you do to her ? ]
[ Why is she trying to avoid you ]
[ You will personally go to drop her ]
[ Treat her like the princess she is ]
[ Capture her ]
[ Tie her down ]
[ Don't let her fly away ]
[ Make her yours ]
Abhiraj's head was buzzing. He might would have lost his control if he wasn't holding her arm that sent familiar yet electrifying sensation throughout his body .
" I Would Drive You Home " It was a clear verdict left from his mouth with no room for objection. The statement not only meant for Myra but also for his inner rageing demons.
Myra was dumbfounded. Her eyes widened as she was gently drag away by Abhiraj to the parking lot .She was embarassed when people present in the hallway kept looking at her . She could do nothing but force a never smile .
" Which car do you wish to be driven in ?" Abhiraj asked as soon as they reached the parking lot .
Myra had never expected one day she will able to get into the Rathore's parking lot and will have the honour of picking a car for travel purpose. Their were series and series of modified branded cars line after each other . Each car had the signature golden R inscribed on it . Needless to say each car worth millions of money.
This doesn't seem like a parking lot rather a showroom to display luxurious cars . I wonder how rich are these Rathores.
Myra had always been indecisive person. She could never make prompt decisions.
" I can't decide. I have no idea about cars . Please you make a choice" Myra's eyes confusedly scan through the extravagant collection of cars .
Meanwhile something totally different was going on in Abhiraj's mind .
[ She asked you to make a choice]
[She trusts you ]
[ She has faith on you ]
[ She believes in your choice]
[ Marry her ]
[ Love her ]
[ Pamper her ]
An unforeseen wave of happiness washed over him . He felt like he was in clouds . For ages , he hadn't felt such happiness. The last time he felt it was when he was a small child and his doll had kissed his cheeks .
" Wait for me , I will fetch a good car for you. " Finally to Myra's happiness Abhiraj left her arm and went to get a car .
Finally! Goodness God, My arm is free . It felt like I was handcuffed. What's wrong with the male lead! Shouldn't he be repulsed by touching me ? Why is he behaving so weirdly? Something doesn't seem right .
While Myra was lost in her thoughts, Abhiraj arrived in his car which he deemed to be "good" enough for a drive . The car halted infront of Myra , snapping her out of thoughts .
Myra was stunned seeing the car. See might not have much idea about cars but she was damn sure that the car Abhiraj was driving was definitely limited black edition Porsche .
If this is "GOOD" according to his standards, then I don't want to know what is best . His standards are definitely high . Now , I understand why I failed to crack the walls around his heart in first life . I dreamed something too high off my limit.
" Get in the car " Abhiraj said unlocking the passenger seat door .
" Huh? Oh...yes, yes " Myra was hesitant to seat in the passenger seat. In her first life she tried to do the same but was screamed by Abhiraj and was harshly scolded and taunted by the Rathore family. Later she was dropped off the tour and they departed with Sejal sitting in the passenger seat. Hence, she was hesitant to take the passenger seat. She froze holding the car door .
Should I sit in the passenger seat ?
Or should I sit at the back?
" Get in the car " Abhiraj noticing her inattentive state called out to her .
Myra snapped out to reality. She looked at Abhiraj and hesitantly asked , " Is it okay for me to seat in the passenger seat ? ".
" Ofcourse " Abhiraj answered.
He gave the confirmation so it shouldn't be a problem. He wouldn't hurt me… right?
Taking a deep breath, Myra finally sat inside the car and locked the door. She was extremely nervous and kept on fidgeting with her hands .
This small actions didn't went unnoticed by Abhiraj. It's also impossible to miss any movement of Myra when his inner demons are extremely active during any kind of matter with Myra .
[ Why was she hesitating?]
[Did she dislike sitting at the front? If so ,why ?]
[ Did she dislike your presence? ]
[ What did you do to her ? ]
[ Does she loathes your presence ? ]
[ She will leave you at this rate ]
[ She will abandon you ]
The happiness he was experiencing was now overwhelmed with the infinite invasion of sudden storm of sadness. Various menacing thoughts started coming in. He wanted to kill somebody. He wanted to torture somebody to death. He felt like he was loosing himself when he heard her voice.
" Umm...if you don't mind can you please put on the seatbelt for me " Myra asked for help from Abhiraj while struggling with the seatbelt. She didn't notice the gloomy aura around Abhiraj. Her attention was totally on the seatbelt.
The bubble of darkness around Abhiraj went off. He was hit with another sudden wave of happiness.
[ She asked for your help. ]
[ Help her ]
[ She wants your assistance]
[ Doesn't she look cute struggling with the seat belt ]
[ She deserves the world]
[ Capture her]
" Yes , let me" Myra let go off the seatbelt and leaned back onto the car seat. Abhiraj helped her to fasten the seatbelt. In the process he accidentally inhaled her perfume she had put on .
[ She smells so nice ]
[ She is divine]
[ She deserves the best ]
[She is like a fairy ]
Abhiraj gulped as he leaned back to his own seat and started the car . Even though he was smoothly driving the car , his attention wasn't on the road rather at the scene where Myra was hesitant to seat beside him, kept replaying and replaying in his mind. He couldn't help but to ask .
" Do you dislike sitting in the passenger seat ? You seemed hesitant to sit at the front".
Abhiraj's question caught Myra off guard. She didn't expect Abhiraj to mind such a small thing.
I don't dislike sitting in the passenger seat. It's just with you, I fear sitting at front . Who knows when you might flip and retaliate against me and throw me out of the car? I have experienced enough trauma to even again offend you .
Ofcourse I can't say that on his face . Let's just make some kind of excuse to get away with this situation.
" It's not like that. I have motion sickness and normally men drive car extremely fast. Hence I avoid sitting in the passenger seat" Myra explained earning a nod of understanding from him .
" Don't worry I won't drive too fast "
Did Sejal kiss him or what ? He is being extremely nice to me today .
" Thank you".
The drive went smoothly with peaceful silence between the two. Finally the car reached its destination, Myra's apartment complex gates . Both of them got out of the car .
" Thank you for dropping me off. Please drive back safely". Myra politely smiled and bid him bye before entering her apartment complex.
Abhiraj was stunned seeing her smile. Pink bubbles kept on bursting in his heart .
[ She smiled at him ahhhhhhh ! ]
[ She is so pretty]
[ Such a stunning smile]
[ Too cute to not give a hug , she deserves a bear hug ]
[ Catch her , hug her , kiss her ]
[ She cares about you ]
[ She asked you to drive safely]
Abhiraj failed to fight off the soft smile that was trying to break on his lips. With a jolly mood he sat back inside the car .
Suddenly he remembered something. Her touch felt familiar to him . He whisked out his phone from his vest pocket and dialled up his assistant/ right hand man's number.
~On The Phone~
[ ??? : Hello , Good evening boss ]
[ Abhiraj: Hmm , Akhil I need someone's information.]
[ Akhil: Yes sir . Who might that person be ? ]
[ Abhiraj: Myra Kashayap ]
[ Akhil: Sir isn't that your girlfriend ? ]
[ Abhiraj: She is . Fetch me all the details from her birth to adulthood. Not a single data should be missed . Got it ? ]
[ Akhil : Yes sir ! I will get to work]
~ Call Ended ~
Abhiraj could still feel the lingering touch from holding Myra's arm. Thinking about the way she smiled, Abhiraj couldn't help himself from smiling.
He was relieving those scenes when his phone begun ringing. The caller read Piyush . Piyush is his left hand man alternatively also his bodyguard.
~On The Phone~
[ Piyush: Hello, Good evening sir]
[ Abhiraj: Tell me what's the matter. ]
[ Piyush: Sir we found out the perpetrators responsible for the incident]
[ Abhiraj: I am coming]
~ Call Ended ~
" I will make sure to show you hell " Gritting his teeth , Abhiraj drive off to mansion with terrifying speed to attain.
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In Rathore's Mansion, a dreadful silence had enveloped everyone. Three waiters were tied down with their mouths were taped shut ; they were forced to kneel on the marble floor . In one corner, Rathore siblings were shivering. Beside them was Laksh who was confused about all the situation. On the opposite side stood Mrs.Rathore with bruises and wounds thought her body. Beside her stood her husband with an annoyed look ; who was responsible for her disheveled condition. Adjacent to Abhiraj's parents stood other family members with fear visible in their eyes . Behind the family members were the guards who were internally praying to God. They have heard their Boss's angry voice ; they knew someone was soon going to die .
Suddenly the door leading to the drawing hall opened with a bang . Fuming Abhiraj walked in with his sleeves rolled up his arms . His veins popping out. Everyone gulped in fear . The room was thick with tension. His fingers balled into a first until his knuckles turned white .
Piyush walked from the corner he was standing in .
" Sir , this three waiters had unhooked the chains of chandelier due to which the huge chandelier crashed down". Piyush whispered to his boss.
" Get me a golf stick " Abhiraj ordered. Piyush was quick to fetch the golf stick and handed it over to Abhiraj .
With dead eyes, Abhiraj walked infront of the three perpetrators. " Take off their tapes " He instructed to the guard nearby . The guard was quick in action, he took off the tapes of all the three waiters , who were shivering in fear .
" Who ordered you to tamper with the chandelier? " Abhiraj interrogated, swinging the golf stick in air . His tall and imposing aura had everyone fearing for their life.
The three waiters were scared. They were shaking in fear . But they didn't dare to reveal that they were instructed by Miss Ruhi Singh Rathore. She had secret guards stationed around her family. If they dare to reveal the truth , she will kill their families. They didn't want to die but their families life mattered to them more than their owns.
They stubbornly kept their mouth shut .
Abhiraj had never been a person to give second chances. His patience always ran low .
" Say hii to God of death "
Abhiraj swung the golf stick at the first waiter , directly hitting the waiter's skull . The waiter fell forward at the shoes of Abhiraj. Everyone gasped at the scene but Abhiraj was bothered by none of it . He kept hitting the poor waiter's skull until it cracked open and the brain spilled out with blood oozing out of it .
The scene was nauseating. Mrs.Kamini Rathore , Abhiraj's aunt couldn't bear the scene anymore and sneaked away towards the bathroom to puke . She felt dizzy seeing the scene.Thankfully no one noticed her sneaking out.
Abhiraj then proceeded to the next waiter. He harshly kicked onto the chest of the waiter leading him to fall back and hit the glass table , situated in the middle. Abhiraj walked forward and stomped on the part where sun doesn't shine . Leading the waiter to scream for his life .
All the males present in the room covered their own assets after sighting the horrendous scene . They were stunned and horrified by Abhiraj's action.
But the scream had no effect on Abhiraj instead it only fueled his anger. He bashed the waiter left and right until he was dead .
The last waiter in fear peed his pants. Everyone scrunched their nose in disgust. Abhiraj took out his gun and directly shot the waiter in his head .
" Piyush clean this mess up and track the real mastermind" Abhiraj sternly instructed.
" Yes boss ".
Ruhi and her other sibling's throat went dry hearing their big brother's order.
They realised how big of a mess they had created.
Now the only thing they could do was prey to God to save their lives .