The Disappearance of Anokhi.

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"Come with me, Capcake. " Rishabh said, but Anokhi pushed his hand away, took a step back, and said, "No, I won't go. I won't go with you to meet my mumma. What will I say to her? You said we would handle her together, but we're the ones causing her pain. My mumma had an accident with your car, and I fell in love with the person who caused the accident. How can I face her, Rishabh ji?"

As Rishabh took a step towards Anokhi, his gaze fell on something, and his eyes widened in shock. He quickly pulled out a gun from behind his back and fire towards Anokhi. Anokhi closed her eyes in fear and covered her ears with her hands.

Rishabh's shot hit a man who was approaching Anokhi from behind, killing him instantly. Anokhi opened her eyes, saw Rishabh, and was terrified.

Suddenly, many people emerged with guns and weapons. Seeing them, Anokhi panicked and was about to move towards Rishabh when two men grabbed her. Rishabh was furious and scared, realizing he was alone without his bodyguards, who had scattered all over Mumbai to find Anokhi.

When Rishabh saw the two men holding Anokhi, his eyes filled with rage. He shot one of the men's hands that were holding Anokhi, and then shot the other man in the forehead, killing him instantly. Another man who was standing nearby was also shot by Rishabh.

Rishabh used the dead man's body as a shield and tried to reach Anokhi while avoiding the bullets flying around. Anokhi, meanwhile, picked up the dead man's sword and started injured the attackers, trying to keep them away.

Rishabh had taught Anokhi how to fight and handle every situation. She had learned everything except how to kill someone. Anokhi was only injuring the attackers, but in a way that they couldn't get up again.

Rishabh yelled at Anokhi, "Run away from here!" But Anokhi refused to leave him.

Rishabh continued to shoot the attackers, his speed and accuracy unmatched. Anokhi was trying to reach him, but her attempts were failing.

Just as they were finally about to reach each other, someone shot at Anokhi, grazing her hand. She dropped her sword, and her loud scream made Rishabh turn around.

"Capcake!" Rishabh exclaimed, but before he could react, someone hit him hard on the head from behind. Rishabh's hand instinctively went to his head, and blood started flowing. His vision began to blur.

Anokhi, ignoring her own injury, pushed the attackers away and rushed to Rishabh, holding his face and crying, "Rishabh ji!"

Rishabh and Anokhi turned around to see Anant Sethi standing behind them, a sinister smile on his face, holding an iron rod.

"Run away from here, Capcake!" Rishabh said, gritting his teeth in pain.

"I won't leave you," Anokhi replied.

Rishabh, with his last ounce of strength, said, "I swear on my life, Anokhi, run away from here!"

Seeing Rishabh's condition, Anokhi reluctantly started to back away.

Rishabh had killed everyone else, leaving only Anant Sethi and his one henchman. Anant Sethi started to follow Anokhi, but Rishabh stopped him. Anant Sethi signaled his henchman to follow Anokhi instead.

As the henchman went after Anokhi, Rishabh pulled out a small dagger from his pocket and threw it at the henchman, hitting him in the neck. The henchman collapsed, clutching his neck, and died soon after.

Rishabh, with a smirk on his face, said to Anant, "Anant Sethi, do you think you can even touch my wife? As long as I, Rishabh Shergill, am alive, you will not be able to harm her, nor will anyone else."

"Alright, I'll kill Rishabh Shergill and get her, and who doesn't want to harm him? She is mine, and anyway, I won't make her mine until I kill you. You dare to think of making her your wife?" Anant said, freeing himself from Rishabh's grip and pushing him away.

Rishabh had lost so much blood by then that his clothes were stained red. Although he was slowly losing consciousness, he still wanted to keep Anant engaged in conversation, ensuring that Vikram and the others could reach Anokhi.

He had already sent a signal to everyone using his watch. He knew it wouldn't take long for them to arrive.

With a smile, he said to Anant once more, "Fate may have made her my wife, but I've made her my life, and it's not that easy to take my life away from me."

"It's not easy? Just turn around and look; you'll realize your life is in my hands," Anant Sethi sneered, gesturing behind him, and Rishabh turned around to look.

Anokhi was being brought back by two of Anant Sethi's men.

"Cupcake," said Rishabh as he moved towards her, but Anant struck his leg, causing Rishabh to fall to his knees.

"Rishabh Ji," Anokhi cried out, her hands bleeding heavily.

"Take a last look at this Rishabh, because the story of Rishabh Shergill ends here," Anant said, striking Rishabh's head one last time with the rod.

"Rishabh Ji," Anokhi cried out in anguish, her voice echoing throughout the temple and its surroundings.

Rishabh had lost consciousness and fell to the ground. His closed eyes seemed to see Anokhi's tear-streaked, anguished face as she tried to reach him, but Anant's men held her back, and in no time, Rishabh's eyes shut completely.

As his eyes closed, Anokhi's eyes widened. Her tears froze in her eyes, and she knelt down, lifeless, staring at Rishabh.

Anant approached her, lifted her by her hand, and said, "I told you, you're only mine. See the result of belonging to someone else. Anyone who comes near you will meet the same fate."

After saying this, Anant started to leave with Anokhi. Her eyes remained fixed on Rishabh as she moved further and further away until he disappeared from her sight.

Anokhi became lifeless, with no expression on her face and no tears in her eyes. All she could see was the moment when bloodied Rishabh had closed his eyes.

Anant Sethi had taken Anokhi away, and Rishabh lay there, lifeless and covered in blood. Shortly afterward, around 15 to 20 cars arrived and stopped there.

Out of those cars came Vikram, Praveen, Hardik, Rohit, Shivika, Shivay, Alok, Sanjay, Ajay, Abhinav, and all of Rishabh's bodyguards.

Seeing so many dead bodies inside the temple, their eyes widened in shock, but then Alok screamed, "Rishabh," and ran to him.

Seeing Rishabh in such a state, their eyes filled with fear and shock. They all rushed to him. Seeing Rishabh covered in blood made their hearts tremble.

"Rishabh, Rishabh, get up, son," Alok said, patting Rishabh's cheek, but got no response.

Hardik quickly came to Rishabh and checked his pulse. It was still there. He said, "We need to get him to the hospital quickly."

Hardik, along with a few others, took Rishabh to the hospital, while the rest began searching for Anokhi, who was not there.

They brought Rishabh to the hospital and Hardik started his treatment as soon as possible.

They hadn't informed anyone at home about Rishabh's condition or Anokhi's disappearance, telling everyone that they were still searching for her.

Rishabh's treatment had been going on for an hour and a half. Hardik hadn't come out yet, but the others had arrived at the hospital, empty-handed.

As soon as Alok saw Praveen, Omkar, Shivay, and Vikram, he went to them and, holding Vikram's hand, asked, "Vikram, where is my child?"

"Uncle, we checked everywhere, but we couldn't find the princess," Vikram said, his voice heavy as if he was struggling to hold back his emotions.

Alok turned to Praveen and said, "Find out whose men those were. They are the ones who took my child. And also find out where Anant Sethi is right now."

"Uncle, we're trying, but sir, how is he?" Praveen asked, glancing towards the operating room. Alok, tears streaming down his face, said, "I don't know. No one has come out from inside yet."

Alok sat down on a chair, crying, and put his hand on his head, saying, "What has happened? I never wanted this. I never thought this would happen. How did my child fall into that monster's hands? I..."

He couldn't continue as his throat choked up. Sanjay sat beside him and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder.

Elsewhere, Omkar, with tear-filled eyes, was staring out of the window, terrified. Vikram approached him, put a hand on his shoulder, and Omkar turned to look at him.

Hugging Vikram tightly, Omkar said in a heavy voice, "Nothing should happen to her. Nothing can happen to her. I just got her back. If she goes away from me like this again, what will I do? And mom, mom just found out today that she's her daughter. What will I tell her?"

"Our sister will be fine. She's very strong. Don't underestimate the princess. She's capable of protecting herself. When we get to her, you'll see that she's already handled half the situation herself. You've seen one side of Anokhi, but I've seen all her facets. We've trained her. I know what she's capable of, so don't worry. She'll be back with us soon. Just let me get her location, if i don't turn that place into a graveyard, I won't consider myself her brother," Vikram said, looking out at the dark sky.

His eyes were filled with determination and anger. anger towards the person who laid hands on his sister and faith in his sister's abilities.

Omkar watched Vikram, realizing what a good brother he was, one who had taken care of Anokhi's childhood, matured her, and taught her to never let anything wrong happen to herself.

They were talking when the operation room door opened, and Hardik came out. Seeing him, everyone rushed over, and Alok was the first to ask, "How is Rishabh?"

"Uncle, don't worry, he's fine. It's good that the wound wasn't too deep, and we got him to the hospital in time. We just had to do a minor surgery. He'll regain consciousness soon, but he needs to rest."

Hardik then asked, "Any news about Anokhi?" Everyone looked at him dejectedly.

Seeing their disappointed faces, Hardik understood that there was no news about Anokhi.

Kolkata _

Rang Mahal_

In a room, Anokhi lay unconscious on a bed. Suddenly, in a dream, she saw Rishabh covered in blood and woke up abruptly, calling out his name, breathing heavily. Tears were streaming down her face.

"Rishabh Ji, Rishabh Ji," she said, throwing off the blanket and starting to get off the bed. But when she looked up, her trembling lips and breathing stopped, and her eyes widened in shock. The blanket slipped from her hands.

Sitting in a chair near her bed was Anant Sethi, staring at her.

"Missing Rishabh Ji a lot?" Anant said, extending his hand towards her. Anokhi recoiled in fear, curling up and looking at him with terrified eyes.

As Anant approached, Anokhi moved further back, saying, "No, no, don't come near me."

"Missing him a lot, worried about him, and even dreaming of him. You've started loving him so much. You never loved me. I love you more than him, like a madman," Anant said.

Anant's face and words were so disgusting and terrifying at that moment that Anokhi's body was trembling.

As Anokhi started to get off the bed from the other side, Anant grabbed her hand and pulled her close.

"No, no, let me go! Don't touch me!" Anokhi cried, struggling to free herself from his grasp.

"Why shouldn't I touch you? You are mine, Anokhi. Remember when I saved your life in Kolkata? You came here, I asked your name, but you left before I could know you. After that, I searched for you like a madman. But that Alok Shergill hid you from me, and even had the audacity to marry you to his son, taking you away from me."

Anant's grip was on the same spot where Anokhi had been grazed by a bullet, now wrapped in a bandage. As he squeezed, blood started oozing from her wound, causing Anokhi to wince in pain. Anant immediately let go, his expression changing instantly.

The anger in Anant's face turned to concern as he said, "Sorry, sorry, does it hurt a lot? I'll fix it right now."

As he moved closer, Anokhi retreated, saying, "No, don't. Call the doctor who bandaged me. I want her to do it. Please, please," she pleaded, crying.

She realized that Anant was a madman, a psychopath. His touch felt repulsive to her.

Hearing her plea, Anant smiled and brought his face close to hers, saying, "Okay, I'll call the doctor. But first, you must say my name, just like you would say Anant Ji."

Hearing his psychotic demand, Anokhi cried even harder. In the next moment, Anant's expression changed again.

He shouted, "Say my name!"

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