His only love...
Author: ❃𝕶𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖎❃
Romance;CEO
Every night at exactly 2:17 AM...
Someone left a red rose outside Room 306 of St. Gabriel Hospital...
No note, No name, Just one fresh rose...
For three years.
The nurses called it romantic.. The doctors called it creepy.. But the woman inside Room 306? She never saw them.
Because Kiara Mehra had been in a coma since the night of her engagement.
The city believed it was an accident.. A drunk truck driver.. Rainy highway, Unfortunate timing and the Case closed!!
But Someone knew the truth..
Because the truck crushed her car brutally. He saw her car Not directly But the blood was still on his hands...
Next day!
Rain poured heavily over the empty highway as the man stumbled backward, blood dripping from the corner of his lips. Fear trembled in his eyes while the figure in black walked toward him slowly—calmly—as if death itself had learned how to breathe...
“P-please…” *the man choked*
*The stranger tilted his head, almost amused*
“Did they beg too?”
*Silence*
That was answer enough...
A sharp punch sent the man crashing against the car door... Before he could scream, cold fingers grabbed his throat and slammed him harder. Bones cracked. Blood splattered across the rain-soaked road...
Then came the gunshot...
The body dropped lifelessly while the stranger quietly placed a red rose on his chest and disappeared into the storm...
At 4:32 AM...
The second dead body appeared hanging upside down beneath the Yamuna Bridge...
No eyes, No tongue, Just one sentence carved neatly into the man’s chest-
"Did you enjoy the show?"
The media exploded! Because the dead man wasn’t ordinary.. He was Rakesh Tandon—businessman, political donor, and one of the richest men in Delhi. Officially...
But!
Unofficially? He sold girls across borders like cargo.
But nobody could prove it..Until someone killed him...
Three nights later—
Another body appeared, Minister Dev Malhotra..
Found inside his private farmhouse swimming pool. Hands tied, Mouth stuffed with currency notes...
On the wall beside him, written in blood-
“Money couldn’t save you either?”
Now the city was terrified.. Three powerful men dead within a week.
No fingerprints is found & No witnesses too. Only one clue remained at every scene—
A single red rose....
Like this many important and famous businessesmen died one by one and the culprits still unknown!!
Five years earlier—
Kabir Arora was the definition of danger wrapped in expensive suits.. CEO at twenty-eight. A Brilliant manipulator, Cruel when necessary and Untouchable always...
He was famous for ruining lives beautifully.. because He didn’t break laws however He broke people...
One fake rumor from him could destroy reputations overnight.. One manipulated deal could make businessmen beg on the streets.. And he enjoyed it...
Especially when it came to Kiara.
The scholarship girl! Middle-class, Sharp-tongued, Impossible to intimidate.. She was the only intern in his company who looked him straight in his eye...
People feared disappointing him more than losing money.. Yet somehow Kiara Mehra never cared...
Their first meeting ended with coffee spilling across his white shirt..
"Oh God!" *she gasped*
*Kabir looked murderous*
*Then she added* “You kinda deserved that.”
*Nobody in the office breathed*
*He slowly asked* “Excuse me?”
“You walk like the floor owes you rent.”
*She said* “And You smile like a villain in daily soaps.”
*He almost fired her many times*
But Instead he became obsessed...
That was the first time in years someone made him laugh unexpectedly.. And unfortunately for him— That girl became impossible to forget...
It was Not love..Not at first. But something More like curiosity...
How could someone walk into a room full of sharks and still laugh freely?
She challenged him constantly....
“You think money makes you powerful?” *she once asked*
“It does!” *he replied*
“No, Fear does.” *she said*
“And you’re not scared of me?” *He asked*
*Kiara smiled lazily*
“You’re lonely, Kabir! Not scary...”
That sentence followed him for months...
Kiara entered his life like sunlight barging into a locked room Loud, Stubborn & Warm...
She argued with him daily...
“You can’t solve everything with threats.” *she said*
“Yes, I can.” *He replied*
“You’re emotionally constipated.” *she scoffed*
"What?" *He asked clueless*
*She grinned proudly* “See? Socially dysfunctional.”
He should’ve hated her.. Instead, he started waiting for her messages, Her voice, Her presence...
And slowly—
Kabir Arora, the man who trusted nobody, fell in love. And He fell Hard...
And for the first time in his life, Kabir Arora wanted to become a better man.
Which was unfortunate timing.. Because that’s when his enemies attacked...
Kabir’s uncle, Viraj Arora, had spent years waiting to take over the family empire.. But Kabir stood in the way.. A Young Intelligent & Ruthless Men!
Impossible to defeat legally.. So Viraj chose another route.. KIARA!!
Two days later—
Kiara’s car crashed on a rainy highway. Not an accident but A warning...
Kabir reached the scene screaming her name while blood mixed with rainwater beneath his knees...
*She was barely breathing*
Her engagement ring still glittered weakly under shattered glass...
Viraj stepped beside him calmly.
“Disappear...” *he whispered* “Or next time she dies properly...”
*Kabir holding her bloody body and walking towards the car fastly*
The next morning—
*Kabir vanished*
To the world, he looked heartless, Cowardly...
The media went insane...
“Business heir abandons his poor fiance.”
“Cold-hearted billionaire disappears.”
"A rich man abandoning his dying fiancée. A Perfect heartbreak and betrayal..."
People hated him, Good That was safer.. Because hidden enemies stopped hunting dead relationships.
And Kabir spent the next three years building something far more dangerous than revenge...
For three years he built his revenge carefully...
He learned trafficking routes through Nepal. Bought corrupt officers, Blackmailed many hackers & Tortured brokers.
Sometimes personally Ahem- Especially personally.
One broker begged for mercy inside an abandoned warehouse...
“I never touched the girls!” *the man cried*
“You sold them,” *Kabir replied coldly*
“That’s worse.” *shot him*
*He stand Emotionless*
Kabir stopped sleeping after that.. Not because killing disturbed him but Because it didn’t...
Every night at 2:17 AM—
He still visited Kiara’s hospital room..
Sat silently beside her unconscious body.. Updated her like she could hear him...
“Killed another one today.”
*Silence*
“He screamed a lot.”
*Still silence*
Then one night he whispered quietly-
“I think I’m becoming something you’d hate.”
*Machines beeped softly*
*Kabir laughed bitterly*
“Yeah. I know.”
Still He came back every single day
Updated her about life & Complained about terrible hospital coffee...
Once he muttered-
“You snore when machines beep too much.”
Another night—
“You know… this is emotionally embarrassing for me.”
*Again No response*
Still, he came back every single day.
Because guilt is a religion for people who survive.
Then one night Everything changed...
As Kabir adjusted the rose in the vase, a weak voice whispered-
“You still talk too much.”
*His entire body froze*
*Kiara slowly opened her Sleepy & Fragile eyes*
Alive!!
And For the first time in years Kabir forgot how to breathe...
The recovery took months.. It was slowly Painful And emotionally brutal.. Because Kiara remembered everything.. The accident & The silence afterward...
Few weeks later...
One more news of someone disappearing!
People connected to Viraj began disappearing.. A corrupt lawyer arrested.. A secret account leaked..
An illegal warehouse exposed anonymously...
Someone was hunting carefully & Patiently.
*Inside kiara Hospital room*
“What are you doing?” *Kiara asked after finding blood on his cuff one night*
“Finishing old problems.” *he said*
“You promised you’d change.” *She said*
“I promised you will never be harmed but it happened eventually..” *his eyes red and cold but voice shutter with pain*
*The room fell silent*
*Then she stepped closer*
“You think destroying yourself will fix what happened to me?”
*His jaw tightened*
“You almost died because of me.”
“No!” *she whispered* “I almost died because monsters couldn’t control you.”
*Crease his cheeks*
That broke something inside him.. Because after years of revenge... She still saw him as human...
Meanwhile Viraj grew desperate...
His empire was collapsing piece by piece.. Politicians arrested, Trafficking routes exposed anonymously, His Bank accounts leaked, Fear spread among his men. Because someone wasn’t just killing them but Someone was humiliating them first.
And everybody knew who it was.. The Devil had finally turned against his creators. And Viraj know who doing everything so he made one final move...
Kidnap Kiara Again...
Kabir received the video at exactly 3 AM.
*Kiara tied to a chair, face Bruised & Terrified*
*Viraj smiling beside her* “Come alone.”
That was all..
1 hour later-
The old shipyard near Mumbai port looked dead at midnight..Rain crashed violently across rusted containers...
Kabir arrived alone wearing Black shirt.
Gun loaded & his Eyes empty...
*Viraj stepped out laughing softly*
“You know" *he said* “this all could’ve been avoided if you stayed obedient.”
*Kabir walked forward slowly*
“You touched her twice.”
*Viraj smirked* “And look how beautifully you broke.”
Then he revealed dozens of armed men, Snipers above, and men with Weapons everywhere...
A trap...
But Kabir-
*he smiled*
That unsettled Viraj instantly...
“You really think I came unprepared?”
A Explosion happen.. One container behind them erupted into flames, Then another, & Then another...
*Viraj’s men started screaming*
Because hidden across the shipyard Kabir had planted bombs hours earlier...
*Chaos exploded everywhere and Gunfire tore through the rain*
Kabir moved through bullets like death itself..
One man down, Knife to his throat..
Another shot between the eyes...
Blood mixed with rainwater beneath his boots..
He looked less human now.. More like vengeance wearing skin.
*Viraj tried escaping with Kiara*
*Kabir caught them near the dock edge*
*Kiara broke free weakly*
*Viraj pointed a gun at her head instantly* “Drop it!” *he screamed*
Kabir obeyed slowly...
*For the time Viraj relaxed*
But it was His Big mistake...
*Kiara suddenly slammed her heel onto his foot*
*Gun shifted and Kabir fired instantly*
*Viraj collapsed screaming as the bullet shattered his shoulder*
Rain hammered the silence afterward..
*Viraj crawled backward desperately*
“You think killing me fixes anything?”
*Kabir walked toward him slowly* “No!”
*He raised his gun* “But it helps.”
*Viraj’s voice cracked now* “Please…”
*Kabir crouched beside him* “You know what the difference is between us?”
*Viraj trembled silently*
*Kabir smiled faintly* “When she asked me to stop…”
*Point gun on his heart*
“I did.”
Then he shot Viraj directly through the heart.. One clean bullet & Finished...
The revenge? The misery?
By morning News channels exploded nationwide.
India’s biggest trafficking empire exposed. All the Politicians are arrested, and Some Officers suspended..
Secret recordings leaked online.. The public called Kabir a hero and Others called him a monster but Both were true...
Few weeks later—
*Kabir sat alone outside Kiara’s hospital room*
*His wounds cleaned and stitched*
But his Soul? exhausted!!
*Kiara walked toward him quietly*
“You disappeared again" *she said softly*
“I didn’t know if you’d want to see me.”
*His voice low*
*She sat beside him silently*
Then after a long pause—
“Did killing him make it better?” *she asked*
*He looked ahead quietly*
“No!!”
“Then why do it?” *She looked on his face*
*His voice broke slightly for the first time*
“Because every time I closed my eyes…
…I saw you dying...”
*She stared at him*
At the man revenge destroyed piece by piece..
*Then slowly She held his trembling hand*
" Everything is alright! I'm here, we both are here... With eachother!!"
*Hug him tightly*
*Hug her back and crying miserable*
*Pating his back slowly*
The end!
He lost his soul the night they touched her, revenge was just the funeral.. But in the ashes of vengeance, she still found the man she once loved....
Keshi~
