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Swara's mother questioned her sternly, "Swara, what's happening here?" Swara took a deep breath and led her mother into a room, presumably to explain the situation. After a few minutes, they emerged, and to everyone's surprise, her mother was smiling.

"Don't think I'm weak, Mother," Swara's mother said, her voice firm. "If you ever hurt my daughter, I will punish you." Sanskar's eyebrows shot up in surprise, but he chose to remain silent, intrigued by the sudden display of maternal ferocity. The air was thick with tension as Sanskar's eyes met Swara's mother's, a silent understanding passing between them.

Vivian's dramatic plea, "Chudail, save my love story from sinking," was met with eye-rolls of Sanskar and Swara.

As Sanskar wrapped his arm around Swara's waist, he whispered, "Let's go, butterfly." With that, they exited the chaotic scene, leaving behind the drama and humor of Vivian and Priya's antics. They were stepping into their own world, away from the madness that had unfolded.

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Nandini stepped out of college, looking tired, and her eyes widened as she spotted Sanskar leaning against his sleek Bugatti. As he pushed off from the car and strode towards her, Nandini's gaze narrowed. "What are you doing here?" she asked, her tone laced with a mix of curiosity and wariness.

Sanskar didn't bother with explanations, instead, he slid into the driver's seat and commanded, "Get in the car." To his surprise, Nandini didn't put up a fight, quietly taking the passenger seat beside him. The silence between them was palpable as Sanskar started the engine, the powerful roar of the Bugatti, followed by his security car filling the air.

"Have it" Sanskar gave her a packet

Nandini's face lit up as she unwrapped the packet and found a cheese sandwich inside. She took a bite, and her eyes widened in delight. "Mmmm, heaven," she sighed, the flavors dancing on her taste buds. The simple pleasure of the sandwich brought a moment of joy, and for a brief instant, her guard dropped, revealing a softer side. Sanskar observed her reaction, a hint of satisfaction crossing his features.

As Nandini finished her sandwich, she pulled out her phone and started scrolling through it, her eyes glazing over with boredom. Before long, the gentle hum of the car and the warmth of the sunbeam streaming through the window lulled her into a peaceful slumber. She dozed off, her head nodding gently to the side.

Meanwhile, Sanskar's eyes remained fixed on the road, his mind preoccupied with the uneasy feeling that had been plaguing him since morning. He had been sensing that something was off, and his instincts had driven him to take precautions. First, he had ensured Swara's safety at the office, and now he was personally picking up Nandini from college, not trusting anyone else to do the job. His vigilance was palpable, his grip on the steering wheel firm as he navigated through the traffic.

Sanskar's eyes widened in shock as he took in the scene before him. The security team car had crashed into a tree, and all four guards lay motionless on the ground. He rushed towards them, but his worst fears were confirmed - they were dead. The accident didn't seem severe enough to be fatal, and a sense of unease crept over him.

Sanskar's instincts kicked in, and he quickly turned to return to his car, but before he could reach it, a group of men emerged from the shadows, their faces hidden behind masks. They pounced on him, and Sanskar found himself surrounded, his fight-or-flight response kicking in as he prepared to defend himself. Nandini, still asleep in the car, remained blissfully unaware of the danger unfolding just outside.

"Leave now if you value your life," Sanskar warned, his voice icy and detached, yet laced with an unspoken threat.

The men hesitated, seemingly taken aback by his tone, but they didn't back down. Instead, they closed in, their movements calculated and menacing, as if daring Sanskar to make a move.

But then, a figure emerged from the crowd, his eyes locked on Sanskar with a cold, calculated glare. "You think you're in a position to give orders, Sanskar?" he sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "You're not as untouchable as you think you are."

The goon's smirk grew wider as he nodded towards Nandini, still sleeping peacefully in the car. "We're here for the lovely sister, not you," he taunted, his eyes gleaming with malice.

Sanskar's expression darkened, his protective instincts surging to the forefront as he positioned himself between the goons and the car, his eyes flashing with a fierce warning. "You won't touch her," he growled, his voice low and deadly.

The goon approaching the car didn't stand a chance as Sanskar swiftly kicked him in the stomach, sending him crashing to the ground. Before the others could react, another goon lunged at Sanskar, who countered with a powerful punch that connected with the goon's jaw, the sound of breaking bone echoing through the air. The goon's scream was cut short as he stumbled back, clutching his shattered jaw in agony. The remaining goons hesitated, momentarily intimidated by Sanskar's display of strength.

Sanskar's eyes blazed with fury as he fought back, his movements swift and precise. Another goon charged at him, wielding an iron rod, but Sanskar dodged the blow with ease, his agility proving to be a perfect counter to the goon's brute force. As the goon stumbled forward, off-balance, Sanskar seized the opportunity to strike, delivering a crushing punch to his stomach that doubled him over in pain. The goon collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, as Sanskar stood tall, his chest heaving with exertion.

Sanskar's grip on the iron rod tightened as he demanded answers, his voice cold and menacing. "Who sent you?" he growled, bringing the rod down on the goon's leg with brutal force, the sound of breaking bone echoing through the air.

The goon's scream was music to Sanskar's ears, but he remained unyielding. "We don't know!" the goon wailed, his face contorted in agony.

Just as Sanskar seemed to be in control, one of the goons seized an opportunity to strike, throwing a handful of soil into Sanskar's eyes. Sanskar's vision blurred, and before he could react, the goon pulled out a knife, its blade glinting in the sunlight as he lunged at Sanskar's exposed body.

The goon with the knife was about to strike when a shot rang out, hitting him in the chest. He crumpled to the ground, his arm still outstretched.

Shoot

Another goon, who had been attempting to get up and attack Sanskar, let out a pained groan as a bullet hit his leg, causing him to collapse.

Shoot

A third goon, who had been clutching his shoulder, was shot again, and he let out a blood-curdling scream.

Last strike

The last goon, who had dared to hit Sanskar with the iron rod, tried to crawl away, but a bullet hit his knees, ending his struggles. The scene fell silent, except for the sound of heavy breathing and the moans of the wounded.

Sanskar's gaze shifted to the person who had fired the shots, and his eyes widened in shock as he took in the scene. But it wasn't the person that caught his attention - it was Nandini, his little sister, who was standing with a gun still smoking from the shots she had fired. Her eyes sparkled with a fierce intensity, and her small hands held the gun with a steady grip, as if she were a professional shooter. For a moment, Sanskar forgot about the danger that had just passed, and his mind reeled with the revelation of his sister's hidden skills. "Nandini?" he whispered, his voice barely audible, as if questioning whether this was really his innocent, cute sister standing before him.

Nandini's eyes snapped open as the commotion jolted her awake. She rubbed her eyes, disbelieving the scene unfolding before her. As she took in Sanskar's fighting skills, her eyes widened with excitement. "Wow, Mr. Maheshwari fights so well, just like a movie hero!" she thought to herself, a thrilled smile spreading across her face. She watched, mesmerized, as Sanskar took down the goons with ease, her admiration for him growing with each passing moment. Little did she know, she would soon be the one surprising Sanskar with her own unexpected skills.

Nandini's expression turned from admiration to outrage as she saw the goons resort to dirty tricks, throwing soil into Sanskar's eyes. "Fine time to take action, Nandini," she thought to herself, her eyes flashing with determination. She swiftly reached into her bag and pulled out her licensed gun, her hands moving with a calm precision that belied her growing anger. With a steady aim, she took down the goons one by one, her movements economical and efficient.

Sanskar's eyes locked onto Nandini, still trying to process what he had just witnessed. He blinked repeatedly, as if clearing his vision would change the reality of the scene before him. His mouth opened, but no words came out. He stared at Nandini, her gun still clutched in her hand, a look of calm determination on her face. The sound of the goons' moans and the smell of gunpowder hung in the air, making the moment feel surreal.

Nandini walked towards Sanskar, each step deliberate and measured, her heels clicking on the ground with a confident cadence. Her face radiated a sense of self-assurance, her eyes locked onto Sanskar's. The gun still clutched in her hand seemed an extension of her, a tool she wielded with precision and purpose. The cuteness and innocence that had defined her just moments before had given way to a commanding presence, leaving Sanskar stunned and speechless in her wake.

Nandini's voice dripped with feigned innocence as she said, "I hate those who play dirty tricks to win," her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief. "So, I showed them their place," she added with a sweet smile, her words laced with a subtle undertone of sarcasm. She then pulled out her phone and excitedly chirped, "Maniiii!" Her tone changed to a playful one, and she seemed to shed her tough demeanor.

On the other end, Manik's voice was laced with amusement as he replied, "Abb kya kiya tumne, Baby Doll?" His tone suggested he knew exactly what Nandini was capable of and was entertained by her antics.

Nandini pouted, "Wohhhh,"

but Manik cut her off, his voice filled with amusement. "Let me guess, maybe my baby shot 4 goons who are lying on the road now?"

Nandini's face lit up with a bright smile as she replied, "My Mani knows everything!" Her tone was filled with adoration and happiness, suggesting a deep affection and trust between her and Manik.

Manik's soothing voice came through the phone, "Lakshya will be here in a minute, he'll take care of those who dare to irritate my Sherni."

Nandini's response was immediate, her tone playful and commanding as she ordered, "And tell him to bring cold coffee and chocolate ice cream."

Manik's voice was laced with affectionate submission as he replied, "Ok, anything else, my queen?"

Nandini's response came swiftly, her tone bossy and playful, "No, come before dinner time, I want to have it with you."

Sanskar rubbed his forehead, confused by Nandini's sudden carefree mood after handling a gun so calmly like she didn't shot the people but played hide and seek.

"Mr Maheshwari, do you want anything?" She questioned.

Sanskar nodded mechanically, still looking stunned. Nandini shrugged, a hint of annoyance on her face, muttering, "He's acting like he didn't just see anyone shooting bullets."

Lakshya arrived with his guards, handing Nandini a packet and instructing them to send the injured men to the hospital.

Meanwhile, Nandini savored her ice cream, her eyes lighting up with delight at the chocolate flavor.

Sanskar couldn't help but notice Manik's devotion to Nandini, the way he looked out for her and catered to her needs. Despite his dislike for Manik, Sanskar had to admit that Manik's love and protectiveness towards Nandini were genuine.

Sanskar chuckled at the sight of Nandini enjoying her ice cream like a child, with chocolate smeared all over her mouth. "There's a lot more to know about my sister" he thought, a mix of amusement and affection in his gaze.

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