RANVIJAY

No one dares touch you, not even God. Only I have the right to touch you. If anyone ever dared, I would surely tear his hand off and let the blood flow straight from the veins. I would become a bridge between you and your troubles.

I threw my cigarette into the air when I noticed someone targeting Kashish from the tower. "Fuck!" I sighed. Kashish was laughing while talking over the call. I wanted to alert her, but I had no time, so I ran toward her.

She turned around, her eyes widening as I approached her. I dragged her into my arms and landed straight on the ground. She screamed in pain, her hands slamming against the ground on either side. Kashish's back was pressed against the ground, and I was on top of her like a blanket.

My one hand was beneath her head to protect it from hitting the ground, while the other gripped her waist. My cheek brushed against her chin. She was breathing heavily, almost suffocating—perhaps my 80-kg body was hurting her delicate, muslin skin.

"Sir, I can't breathe", She started sobbing. I opened my eyes. My rough lips were near her neck and was keep touching her skin. I tried hard not to contact her skin but my pain forced me to curl my lips. My lips were closed after brushing her skin. I heard her moan even though the voice was not audible.

I turned my face towards her. "Are you okay, Kashish? Aren't you hurt somewhere?" I asked while cupped her face with my one hand. I was sweating from head to toe while she paused her glare at me. I squeezed her waist like cotton. "Raaje, say something, are you okay?" I asked low in breath.

"I'm all right," she whispered, and our gaze deepened. The moment seemed to slow. Her eyes shut as my hand continued to squeeze her waist. She could feel my touch. "Try to get up." She nodded, trying hard, but it wasn't possible for her to move while I was still lying on her. "Wait! I'm moving." I rolled off her and stood up.

She stood up with my help. "Kashish," I grabbed her arm. "You have a wound." She had a scratch on her elbow. "Does it hurt?" I asked, cupping her face with one hand. She was hurt, and I didn't know why, but I couldn't see her in pain. "Let's go. We need to visit the doctor right now."

Every wound of hers made my heart ache. I spun around, but before I could take a step forward, her words stopped me. "S-Sir, wait." Kashish clutched my hand, making me turn my head. "I'm all right," she said, her voice low and breathless.

I took two big steps toward her until I was standing in front of her. "Are you sure?" I muttered, cupping her face with both hands. She blinked and nodded, our gaze deepening until Arjun's voice broke the moment. "Are you okay, guys?" Arjun's voice filled with concern.

"Yeah, sir, I'm fine," Kashish replied to Arjun, looking at him. "I don't know why Rannvijay sir approached me like that," she said, shifting her gaze back to me.

"Actually, someone over there missed their target shot, and that bullet was about to hit Kashish," I explained, fabricating the story because I didn't want to tell her the truth—that someone was here to kill. "But I managed to dodge the bullet," I added.

Kashish believed me, but Arjun's suspicion was still there. Damn PARA SF.

"Thanks, sir, for saving me!" Kashish said with a warm smile. I didn't know why I turned my eyes away from her. The way she thanked me again reminded me of the girl I had loved insanely. "Kashish, go to your camp now," I ordered dryly, and she was gone.

"Ranvijay, how is it possible that the target practice officers missed their shot?" I asked after Kashish was out of earshot. "I mean, they've been practicing for months." Arjun shot me a disbelieving look.

"She was attacked by someone from that tower." Arjun followed my gaze to the tower. "What?"

"I lied so that she doesn't panic. How will she react when she finds out that someone is attacking her?" I wanted to know who the hell was that attacker. "Thank God you managed to dodge the bullet," Arjun sighed in relief.

"Why are you breathing heavily? Are you okay?" Arjun asked when he saw me struggling for breath. "They didn't miss their target, as the bullet hit my shoulder." My breath was starting to choke. "What?"

"Then why are you standing here so calmly? Go and get your treatment done." He was worried. Best friend for a reason. "I'm fine, Major. Don't worry." I was relieved that my Kashish was safe, and I could endure much pain for her.

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"Captain Pranav," I said as I stepped inside the medicube and threw my jacket on the chair. "Jai Hind, sir," I nodded in response. I walked in, and the entire medicube turned silent. That's my aura in the army. Every officer was frozen in place.

"Please take out this bullet," I growled, settling into the chair. I pulled off my combat t-shirt, revealing the deep wound on my left shoulder. As he began to remove the bullet, I clenched my jaw and closed my eyes, the pain nearly unbearable.

The veins on my hand popped up, and my throat dried. I clenched my fists tighter until my knuckles turned white. "Sir, it's done," Captain said, and I opened my eyes. I stood up, pushing the chair back.

"Sir, please get your checkup done at the army hospital," he advised. Of course, he had only gave primary first aid, and I needed to get checked at the Army hospital, which was 2 km away from the camp. But I wasn't in the mood to travel right now. 

"And please do not strain your left hand, it might open the stitches." I nodded and grabbed my combat t-shirt from the chair. "Painkillers!"

"Sure sir!" He passed me some pain killers.

I was trying so hard to put on the t-shirt, but due to the pain, I was unable to lift my hand. "Fuck!" I sighed in frustration. I tried again, but the pain pissed me off. I closed my eyes in annoyance.

"Sir, may I help you?" He extended his hand, but stopped when I glared at him. "Sorry, sir!" he apologized. I didn't like to be touched by anyone, as it made me irritated. I managed to put it on myself. "Thanks, Captain," I said, grabbing my jacket and walking out.

After I stepped outside the camp, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. I could feel it.

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I don't want to remember the nightmare of my life—the nightmare that changed me into a horrible person. I was lying on the bed inside my camp after taking sedatives. I was feeling feverish due to the pain, and soon after, I started getting hallucinations.

You can't hide from nightmares. They will chase you until your death. My nightmare had my beloved mother. My bad dream turned the ruthless officer again into a crying child.

"Maa, please don't leave me," I murmured, my hand clenching the bed sheet tightly into fists. I was shivering with cold. "You killed my maa, I won't leave you," I gritted through my teeth. I was dreaming that Dad was killing Maa.

My breaths caught in my throat. That nightmare kept flashing in front of my eyes, even though my eyes were closed. I was trapped in that horrible nightmare. "Maa, please don't leave me! I can't live without you," I sobbed uncontrollably.

"Maa, please don't leave me... You know that I'm afraid to be alone." A tear fell from my eye. My body started trembling in fear. "Maa, I love you. Please stay with me," I sobbed again, but there was no one who could hear me.

Please, somebody save me, or I will surely die from my fucking nightmares. It's fucking painful to be in them. All I need is to be embraced by someone—wrapped in arms filled with immense love and protection.

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KASHISH

It was 11 p.m., and everyone except me was sleeping. I didn't have a sigh of sleep as the evening incident flashed in front of my eyes. "Why am I feeling so restless?" My heart was beating insanely.

My gut feeling was getting heightened. My gut feeling was that someone needs me desperately. This is a weird and annoying feeling. I was rustling my body throughout the blanket. "Fuck man!! What's going on?" I got up and sat on the bed.

"He was sweating that time, and his swollen veins looked like he was hurt, but perhaps I ignored it," I whispered, biting my nails. Whenever I was nervous or tense, I started biting my nails. I got down from the bed. "Could it be that he got hurt and didn't tell me?" I had almost taken four to five rounds in my room while thinking about Ranvijay.

"Kashish, could you please stop whispering?" Nisha said, but I ignored her like she didn't exist. "I think I should talk to Ranvijay sir," I muttered, pressing my fingers against the tense veins in my forehead. I tapped on my phone screen to check the time—it was 11:30 p.m. He must be outside. But after taking five steps, I stopped myself.

"But I'm not allowed to be outside after 10, and if anyone sees me, I'll definitely get punished," I whispered. Camping rules—I couldn't mess around with them.

"Kashish, think about it twice. If you manage to dodge the officers, what about that asshole? He will definitely punish you." I sighed in irritation. And I was worried about him. Something was clearly wrong with me. Never mind. I'm not afraid of him.

I stepped outside the camp and walked straight for six minutes until I collided with an officer. "Oh shit!" I immediately hid myself behind the camp. "Deva!" Ranvijay's camp was just 15 steps away from me, but then I faced two more officers who were talking.

"Today, I will see all the officers, but I'll not collide with the one I'm looking for," I muttered in a barely audible voice, ducking behind the tree. "Today, I was so scared at the medical camp when Ranvijay sir visited. My hands were shaking with fear, as if no work would get done. On top of that, Manoj dropped all the medicines on the rack out of fear." one of the officers said.

Deva! This chid-chid officer. I don't know why Ranvijay keeps dominating his subordinates. I kinda don't like that type of man. "Yeah, he is damn strict," the second officer replied. "I had always heard about him, but I never imagined he was going to train us," he added.

"Stop your gossip session, guys, for fuck's sake. I want to talk to that asshole," I sighed in annoyance.

"By the way, did he come to the medical camp today for inspection?" the first officer asked while I was trying to find my way out of here. "Nope... Major Ranvijay sir got shot today, that's why he came to the medical camp," he said, earning my attention.

"What!" I was shocked. "He is injured?" I don't know why the news gave me goosebumps all over my body. My face turned pale. Did he get injured because of me? My eyes met the ground. I need to see him.

I hopelessly and desperately tried to find him around the whole camp, but I couldn't. "Maybe he's in his camp. I forgot to check there," I gasped. Suddenly, I heard the thunder roar. 

"Fuck!" I flinched. It looked like a thunderstorm was on its way. Sighing, I walked toward Ranvijay's camp. Please be there, khadoos.

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If I had known what was coming next, I promise I would have never visited Ranvijay's camp at night. It's believed that "Whatever is meant to happen, will happen." I wish I had been watching Business Proposal (K-Drama) instead of visiting his camp.

I was right outside his camp. I paused my steps when I heard some whispering. "Maa, you can't leave me behind... I'm just a kid, and I need you, maa." I heard some faint whispers. Is that Major Ranvijay sobbing like this? I can't believe it. His continued sobs made me curious, and I stepped into his camp.

Bitch, you need to follow precautions before entering into the mess.

"Maa, please, maa." He kept screaming while I watched him with a blank expression. "You can't kill my maa... I-I will not forgive you for this," he continued. I was shocked to see his condition. I ran towards him and sat beside him. "Sir, are you okay?"

His body was trembling. "Sir, please say something. Are you okay?" I muttered. He wasn't responding to my words, and it made me scared. It seemed like he was having a nightmare. For the first time, he looked timid. I touched his forehead. He had a high fever. Adrenaline rushed through me.

His body was as cold as ice. "Ranvijay, open your eyes, please," I cupped his face with both of my hands, but perhaps he had caged himself. The high fever had gone to his head. He dried his lips while biting them. I'd never seen someone have this kind of nightmare. His breathing became choked. "Why is he breathing so heavily?"

He wore the combat t-shirt. I removed my hand from his face and started rubbing his chest, not to mention that my other hand was still holding his head.

I touched his chest. His insane heartbeat was pounding in my chest. I leaned forward until my lips were two inches away from him. "Ranvijay, please wake up," concern dripped from my words.

He is the first man in my life, after my dad, whom I can't bear to see in pain.

"But why" my soul screamed!!!

The rain started outside, and the weather turned cold. My touches on his hand made him unclench the bed sheet. He grabbed my palm and clenched tightly into his fist. He slightly moved his head towards my thighs and kissed my lap.

"Ranvijay," I whispered, flinching at his touch while my fingers were still tangled in his hair. I thought he was unconscious and didn't know what he was doing. "I should call the doctor." I stood up and took two steps before he stopped me. His grip on my hand was enough to make me turn back. My heart fluttered for a moment. "Please don't leave me alone," Ranvijay sobbed, his voice barely audible.

"Everyone has turned their back on me!" he kept mumbling, his words tugging at my heart while my eyes remained fixed on him. "I'm afraid of being alone—p—please don't leave me." Tears rolled down his cheeks. He was hurt. He was alone. What pissed me off even more was that tears were rolling down my cheeks too. His tears felt like daggers piercing my heart.

"Please stay with me", he continued while his grip on my hand started hurting me. My eyes were pinned to him, and I took some steps until I reached his bed. I got down and sat near his head. I cupped his face and held his head in my embrace. "I would never leave you...huh!!" I said near his earlobes.

I could feel the warm air from his nostrils hitting my chest as his lips lightly brushed against my skin. He stopped sobbing. I wiped away his tears with my thumbs, and he turned to face me. "I need to do something to treat his fever," I whispered, not to mention that he was still in my arms. "Ranvijay, I'm right here. Don't be afraid, hmm..." I murmured near his ear, gently lowering his head.

I arranged water in the bowl and his handkerchief. I sat down, holding the bowl in one hand and the handkerchief in the other. "Ranvija—" I flinched again when he wrapped his left arm around my waist. The bowl almost fell with his sudden action, but I somehow managed to stop it from dropping.

After an hour, his fever had dropped, but his body was still shivering. I pulled the blanket up and covered him. I thought I should go, but I couldn't, as it was raining outside. I looked at the exit and sighed. My eyes moved to him as his hand rustled around my waist. I tried to unclench his grip, but I failed.

My heart was beating like crazy, as I have never experienced these sensations before. I tugged my head against the headboard while his head was onto my chest. I covered myself in his blanket. My fingers kept caressing his hair while he was sleeping in my embrace, like a kid. His warmth made me sleepy as it's 2 p.m., and I was tired as well.

I didn't know when I fell asleep with him. I had never said, but I had never shared this type of closeness with Vikrant—taking care of him the whole night, even though he was my boyfriend. Don't think too much. It just a moment. That's it.

But I touched him and enveloped him in my arms without any hesitation, as if we weren't strangers. I had never sensed bad intentions from him. His eyes never made me uncomfortable, like the eyes of the other boys from college. Ranvijay always looked at me with admiration, and I liked that.

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TAMRAZ

"Boss, someone has attacked her," Pasha said. I sighed after hearing the news. "I tried to find the guy, but he vanished into thin air," he added. I threw my whisky glass at the wall right behind him.

"Who was that bastard?" I asked. My angry glares made Pasha look at the floor. "I'm asking you, who dared to touch my girl?" I shouted at him. "They are Russians who attacked her", Pasha said while my glares paused at him.

"Her father killed their alpha member, that's why they're chasing her," I narrowed my eyes. "Connect me to Anderson; I want to talk to him," I growled, pointing my finger at Pasha. He nodded.

He called Anderson. "Boss!" Pasha said, extending the phone to me. "привет тамраз, Как у тебя" (Hi tamraz, how are you), Anderson said in Russian tone. "Hello, Mr. Anderson," I replied.

"почаиму ты напал на ту даивуску с голубыми глазами" (why did you attack that blue-eyed girl?) I asked, and he let out a big laugh.

"я хочу отомстить ей за то, что ее отец убил моего альфа-члена" (I want to take revenge on her because her father killed my alpha member) he growled, and I curled my lips in a curse.

"забудь ее, ведь она моя" (Forget her, because she is mine) I said, and he sighed in annoyance on the other side.

"я не могу сделать этот тамраз. я хочу отомстить" (I can't do this, Tamraz. I want revenge), he exclaimed in aggression, and I sighed.

"послушай меня очень внимательно, Андерсон, если ты снова напал на нее. я собираюсь убить тебя, и я серьезно" (Listen to me very carefully, Anderson, if you attack her again. I will kill you, and I mean it) I threatened. "What!" he said.

"Я бы отдал тебе 100 своих людей в обмен на эту девушку. Делайте с этими 100 мужчинами все, что хотите, и завершите свою месть" (I will give you 100 of my men in exchange for this girl. Do whatever you want with these 100 men and complete your revenge) I offered to him.

"Or else, I will kill each one of you. Deal closed." I warned, before hanging up the call.

"No one has the right to touch you, sweetheart, because I want to take revenge on you," I smirked.

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