Heart-Wrenching Dilemma

Roshni's slender fingers drummed against the couch as she waited for Mahir to answer her call ๐Ÿ“ž. Her eyes, like two shimmering stars, sparkled with worry as the silence on the other end stretched into an eternity. "Mahir, why aren't you answering my calls?" she whispered, her voice trembling with concern ๐Ÿค”.

With a growing sense of unease, Roshni decided to take matters into her own hands and headed to Mahir's office ๐Ÿข. The cool breeze outside did little to calm her racing heart as she wondered what could be wrong ๐Ÿค”

Meanwhile, Vivan's voice was a low whisper as he warned Ayan, "Roshni is on her way" ๐Ÿšจ. Ayan's eyes darted towards the door, and he swiftly hid behind it, his heart pounding in anticipation ๐Ÿšช.

Roshni entered the office, her eyes scanning the room for Mahir ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ. But to her surprise, only Vivan was present, his expression a mask of calmness ๐Ÿ˜Š.

"Where's Mahir?" Roshni asked, her voice laced with concern, her eyes searching for any sign of him ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ.

Vivan's response was nonchalant, but Roshni sensed a hint of evasiveness ๐Ÿค”. "I have no idea. He didn't come to the office today," he said, his eyes avoiding hers ๐Ÿ‘€.

Roshni's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with questions ๐Ÿค”. What was going on? Why was Mahir avoiding her? The air was thick with tension as Roshni waited for Vivan's next move โฐ.

Roshni's voice trembled with concern as she asked, "Where's Mahir?" ๐Ÿค”

Vivan's expression was impassive, but Roshni sensed a hint of evasiveness ๐Ÿค”. "I have no idea. He didn't come to the office today," he said, his eyes avoiding hers ๐Ÿ‘€.

Roshni's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with questions ๐Ÿค”. "Then why are you in his office?" she asked, her tone firm but laced with a hint of vulnerability ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ.

Vivan's expression changed, and he hastily grabbed a file from the table ๐Ÿ“. "I came to pick up this file. I should get going," he said, his voice firm but his eyes betraying a hint of guilt ๐Ÿ‘€.

As Vivan left, Roshni couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off ๐Ÿค”. She decided to head back home, lost in thought ๐Ÿ .

Her mind was a whirlwind of emotions as she pondered Mahir's sudden disappearance ๐Ÿค”. "Mahir has never done this before," she thought, her brow furrowed with concern ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ.

Their wedding was just around the corner, and Roshni couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. "We haven't even fixed a date for the wedding," she thought, her heart racing with anxiety.

Just as Roshni was lost in thought, a group of men suddenly appeared out of nowhere, their faces obscured by masks ๐ŸŽญ. They grabbed Roshni, covering her face with a cloth, and dragged her away ๐Ÿ‘Š.

Meanwhile, Vivan walked into Ayan's office, a sly grin spreading across his face ๐Ÿ˜Š. "Now that you've got what you wanted, why bother with the marriage?" he asked, his tone dripping with sarcasm ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ.

Ayan's phone rang, shrill and insistent ๐Ÿ“ž. He hesitated for a moment before answering. A menacing voice spoke on the other end, "Roshni is in our custody. If you want to see her alive, meet us at the abandoned rice factory behind the Far Style Hotel" ๐Ÿญ.

Ayan's heart sank, and he felt a cold sweat trickle down his spine โ„๏ธ. Vivan's voice brought him back to reality ๐Ÿค”. "Where are you going, Ayan? You've already got what you wanted" ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ

Ayan's eyes flashed with determination ๐Ÿ”ฅ. He shook off Vivan's restraining hand and rushed towards the car ๐Ÿš—.

Vivan's grip on Ayan's arm tightened, his eyes blazing with a warning ๐Ÿ”ฅ. "Don't be foolish, Ayan. You don't know what you're getting yourself into" ๐Ÿšจ.

As Vivan's words hung in the air, Ayan's determination only intensified ๐Ÿ”ฅ. "I have to save Roshni," he thought, his mind racing with a sense of urgency ๐Ÿ•ฐ๏ธ.

"Where are you going, Ayan?" Vivan asked, his voice laced with concern ๐Ÿค”. "You've already got what you wanted. Why put your life in danger now?" he questioned, his eyes searching for answers ๐Ÿ‘€.

But Ayan was resolute, his heart pounding with anticipation ๐Ÿ’–. He broke free from Vivan's grasp and rushed towards the car ๐Ÿš—. "I won't let anything happen to Roshni," he muttered to himself, his jaw set in determination ๐Ÿ”ฅ.

As he arrived at the rice factory, he spotted Roshni bound to a chair, her eyes filled with a deep fear ๐Ÿ›‹๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฑ. Ayan's heart skipped a beat as he took in the scene before him, his mind racing with a sense of dread ๐Ÿคฏ.

He rushed towards Roshni, his eyes locked onto hers, filled with a deep concern ๐Ÿค”. But before he could reach her, a figure emerged from the shadows, his eyes gleaming with malice ๐Ÿ‘ป.

"Ah, Ayan," Rocky sneered, his voice dripping with venom ๐Ÿ. "I've been waiting for you. You think you can just use people and get away with it?" he spat, his eyes blazing with anger ๐Ÿ”ฅ.

Ayan's eyes widened in shock as Rocky revealed his true identity ๐Ÿคฏ. "You're the one I sent to jail," he exclaimed, his voice laced with surprise ๐Ÿ˜ฑ.

Rocky's laughter echoed through the factory, sending chills down Ayan's spine ๐Ÿ˜ฑ. "My father's influence is far-reaching," he sneered, his eyes glinting with amusement ๐Ÿ‘€. "I was out of jail in two days. You have no idea how powerful my father is."

Ayan's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with a sense of unease ๐Ÿค”. "What do you want, Rocky?" he demanded, his voice firm and resolute ๐Ÿ’ช.

Rocky's eyes gleamed with malice as he gazed at Roshni, his voice dripping with venom ๐Ÿ. "I'll make you pay for what you did to me," he spat, his eyes blazing with anger ๐Ÿ”ฅ. "You love this girl, don't you? I'll make you watch as I destroy her."

As Rocky's goons closed in, Ayan knew he was trapped ๐Ÿšซ. But he refused to back down, his eyes locked onto Roshni's, filled with a deep determination ๐Ÿ”ฅ.

Just as Rocky was about to reveal his true intentions, Roshni's voice pierced the air, her eyes locked onto Ayan's ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ. "Mahir, you're here," she whispered, her voice filled with a deep relief ๐Ÿ™.

Rocky's eyes narrowed, his expression twisted with malice ๐Ÿ˜ˆ. "Mahir? Ah, so that's what you call him," he sneered, his voice dripping with venom ๐Ÿ. "I think you're just a pawn in his game, Roshni. He doesn't really care about you."

Ayan's eyes flashed with anger, but he knew he had to keep Rocky talking to prevent him from revealing his true identity ๐Ÿ”ฅ. "Talk to me, Rocky. What do you want?" he asked, his voice firm and resolute ๐Ÿ’ช.

Rocky's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with malice ๐Ÿ˜ˆ. "I don't want much, Ayan. I just want to see how much you love this girl," he sneered, his voice dripping with venom ๐Ÿ.

Ayan's heart sank, his mind racing with a sense of dread ๐Ÿคฏ. He knew he had to protect Roshni at all costs ๐Ÿ’•.

Rocky's goons moved forward, their eyes gleaming with a sinister intent ๐Ÿ‘Š. Rocky's voice was cold and detached as he ordered them to break the glass bottles at Ayan's feet ๐Ÿ“ฆ.

The sound of shattering glass filled the air, and Ayan's heart pounded with fear ๐Ÿ’”. Rocky's voice was laced with sadistic pleasure as he ordered Ayan to kneel ๐Ÿ™.

Roshni's voice was laced with desperation as she begged Rocky to stop ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ. "No, please don't make him do that," she pleaded, her eyes filled with tears ๐ŸŒง๏ธ.

But Rocky was unmoved, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent intent ๐Ÿ˜ˆ. He pressed the knife against Roshni's throat, his voice cold and detached ๐Ÿ”ช.

Ayan's heart skipped a beat as he realized the gravity of the situation ๐Ÿ˜ฑ. "No, please don't hurt her," he begged, his voice filled with desperation ๐Ÿคž.

Roshni's voice was barely audible as she begged Ayan not to give in ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ. "No, Ayan, don't do it," she whispered, her eyes filled with tears ๐ŸŒง๏ธ.

As Roshni's tears fell, Ayan's heart broke into a million pieces ๐Ÿ’”. He knew he had to save her, no matter what the cost ๐Ÿค‘. Roshni's eyes locked onto Ayan's, filled with a deep fear and desperation ๐Ÿ™.