Semua Bab Their Unsparing Destiny : Bab 71 - Bab 80

Tears were streaming down from Inaayat's eyes when she stopped speaking and her breathing was laboured too. Her body was trembling like a leaf and her lips were shaking badly making it difficult for her speak clearly. Hiccups were coming out of her mouth and she looked like a complete mess. Her fear, pain, anxiety and trauma was coming out in front of Ryker who was blank for a moment because it was all shocking and new for him. He has already comforted her in the best way he could but now her condition was worse and he just didn't know how to calm her down. Deep down he was something odd and foreign feeling after watching her in a complete mess. Her tears, her painful cries, the agony in her voice tearing something inside him. He could feel that seeing her in pain he felt as if he was hurt more than her, he could feel a physical jab in his chest. "H-H-Hame bohot dard hota tha. Hum unse mana b-bhi karte the lekin wo hame bohot m-marte the." Inaayat sobbed out remembering years of p

Ryker and Inaayat walked out of their room while Ryker typed something on his phone with his right hand and his left hand was holding hers gently as, if he tightened his hold she would get hurt. Inaayat was also silently walking beside him while looking at his face, his carribbean blue eyes had the reflection of his mobile screen and his face was blank as usual. She could smell his familiar natural fragrance which made her walk a little closer to him so she could smell that strong, manly and soothing aroma of his. Then she looked at his hand holding her dainty one, which made her smile automatically but she immediately palmed her mouth restraining herself from giggling, not wanting to disturb him thinking he must be doing some important work. Even if indulged in his phone screen typing something away his whole attention was on her and he could feel her suppressing her giggles. He mentally chuckled at her childish and innocent actions. "Kya hua bacche, aap apni hasi kyun rok rahi h

After the storm of anger which Ryker took out on Nancy he walked out of the room with Inaayat beside him. His bloodied hand was holding on her dainty small one which was trembling due to fear. He couldn't believe how the dynamics were changed, a while ago he was assuring her that he won't let anyone hurt her and she is the queen who doesn't have to do any household chores and now he was holding her hand in his practically dragging her with him. While she was beside him- trembling, scared and shocked. Her hand trembled in his hold and he could feel every bit of it. Her body was shaking even if it wasn't touching with his but he knew it very clearly. He felt so angry, so much rage boiling inside his body and he just wanted to let it off. He wasn't angry with Nancy anymore, he wasn't thinking about Abhinendra at that moment, he wasn't angry with anyone but himself. He was so angry with himself because he promised himself to protect her but he was the one who scared her with his an

She placed her hand in his not having enough options. She retreated not because she trusted his command but because the sound of it had named a new, darker geography to her life- one where safety and terror sat on the same throne. She shivered at the look of his bloodied knuckles clasped around her small dainty hand, his hold gentle. Then he walked her out of the room. His stride was large; hers was small. But he slowed down for her, his feet moving slowly to match her space. He kept her close. As if she were something fragile, breakable. As if he was terrified someone else would take her away if he loosened his grip even a little. "LET ME GO!!! YOU WILL REGRET PUTTING YOUR HANDS ON ME!!!" Abhinendra yelled out in pain, gaining his consciousness after a long time. All this while he didn't get to say a word due to Ryker's fast moves and actions. Ryker who walked like a king with his queen ignored his presence completely. The servants saw the scene with big, wide eyes as their ma

He saw she had fallen asleep, maybe due to being so tired, as well as mentally exhausted. Some strands of her soft, messy hair fell on her rosy cheeks while her lips formed a pout due to her cheek being pressed on his arm. She looked so fragile, so gentle, so innocent that he wanted to hide her in his arms. Gently and carefully he tucked his arm under her knees and by the other one he grabbed her shoulders gently. He was careful, not wanting to disturb her sleep. He picked her small and lightweight form in his arms, settling her gently on his lap. She immediately curled against his chest like a small kitten after feeling his body warmth. Ryker fought so hard with his urge to smile but failed when she closed her fist against his chest, with his shirt clenched in her palm as if trying to claim him, as hers. If he wanted, he could have let her sleep in her seat only but something in him couldn't resist, keeping her closer to him. He smiled looking at her small form in his lap and s