Originally posted by: PrinceAsif
I'm waiting terribly for the next episode... Can't Wait to c chirag's fall...can wait to c Ishani's revenge to be fulfilled... Great episode again sissy...b safe & sound
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Originally posted by: PrinceAsif
I'm waiting terribly for the next episode... Can't Wait to c chirag's fall...can wait to c Ishani's revenge to be fulfilled... Great episode again sissy...b safe & sound
Originally posted by: dvprt418.py
Hi LM...Hope you are doing good.
So after long last a TLC chapter.😉
Ishani taking care of him hey are you upto something because there is no way you are fulfilling every single wish of my mind unless there is something big blast happening🤔. See how you have turned us with all your mysteries that I end up doubting always.
Anyways I just so love her for the reason that she goes numb whenever there is a blood on him and blood brings the human side of this vampire for a change😉. Finch is explaining the gravity of the situation, solution and the warning also about it I mean if finch is a lawyer then I think being a lawyer is the sexiest job ever😎. I so love how he plays with words and eases out every situation okay well I know I should appreciate the writer behind it but mommy should be happy when her kids get compliments.🤣
Suddenly I see that same old ishani where she was tending to his wounds on his birthday and finch was wasting time by telling her to go because she will not leave his side this time and specially if he is vulnerable. That connection with bands and their warmth and hope attached to it was really fantastic. His stubble well that makes him sexy😉. Wait did finch gave her kadha of sensibility🤓 so much sanity despite all the chaos am I dreaming.
I guess almighty is with her this time and Mr. Chauhan can never imagine that he got this close to death and escaped. I was worried about this particular thing because more days means more wait finally the drama which I am waiting since interludes is about to begin and chirag could not for the life of it imagine how far she have brought this revenge thing and I am just worried about this thing because after getting wounded she was surviving on this. Infact her revenge has became a part of her life but after this ends what will happen to her this will question her existence. And chirag after all the insult he is going to get she is going to drive him to the next level of lunacy.😭😭
Sweetest fruit of victory I thought that was with chirag. shanella poor girl she should have stayed away from RV atleast she could have been sparred with the brutality. Shanella gone now who will give my ranveer so many puppies and who will drive ishani on the edge I miss her so much for this🤣. Slap was what that she wanted to give since long time and look at her she is threatening her openly what if she informs chirag this can jeopardise her planning. And she recorded it🤪 no wonder the whole office call her CMB but this was totally unexpected and hilarious as well. She took away the only piece of entertainment for the office and for us also😆. How much drama queen she is and loves drama so much I mean just to get out of the place she did nautanki and another is on the way.
Their essence heal them much more than all the words of love and care this is something that takes the status of their relationship to a whole new level. What are we having sadhavi ishani ma🤓 I mean look at her sanity 😲it makes me cry tears of joy😭😭. But Finch was right its better they admit about their vice themselves rather than someone else doing it for them. And I have to admit his vice is much more deeply routed and dangerous than her I mean she can leave her own but his vice is fitted in his subconscious and he is habituated to indulge in it daily and to overcome it he will need lots of healing and love. Honestly it was really intimidating one. He is bigger idiot in both of them and the way he was explaining reasons for it good boy. And he is bragging about it its good ishani maa is there in the room otherwise ishani parekh would have given a wound on your cheeks to cherish for long time. I am just waiting to see how she makes him knock off this self harm vice and I laughed like anything she isn't judging because ya dude I know it feels awesome.
This girl is really insane and ranveer would have been wondering that this nautanki can never improve I wonder if ranveer would have been there at the office than ishani must have given a balaji type slap for shanella running to ranveer. I JUST CANT BELIEVE that recording she kept in store room but she didn't saw it because you had mentioned that she still didn't knew that what happened on that day I mean how stupid she can be I want them to see it please. Oh ranveer was right I mean if she did her wish then shanella would have been hung twice by now. That part of getting accustomed to moon was really awesome.
Now the best part in this whole chapter something which I loved the most and which makes this chapter special to me. This made it really sentimental chapter specially the way ranveer's struggled in life his hope desperation to bring moon and the most important thing the way ishani was healing him and kept assuring and healing herself along the line that there was a hope was described throughout in this chapter. And in this book somehow along with the ishani you have also learned the art of writing about inflicting strongest wounds and healing them. You are a magician and someone whose writing I will cherish always I don't know what is with this chapter but it was really very appealing to me and will be one of my favourite for many reasons.
They are re living their past and how and why they always connected with the nature to heal them and to have their secret conversation with it and to derive hope from all this something which kept them alive throughout the hardship of their life and kept them together in all the difficult times. And his whole life was described in that few paras and I cannot tell you how much it impressed me.
Black waters are back🤗 I just so love it when you describe about them and there are so many reasons that make this chapter special to me with the most perfect description of everything it was really awesome I so loved it and you have described them so perfectly that I cannot bring myself to even analyse them because they are just the perfect. They got the hope back they just have not lost the way towards each other its just that they chose a longer route for the horizon and destiny helped in choosing that. It reminds how HP and ranveer's conversation in the car pointed to this thing that we end up at what has been written in our destiny its just through our hard work we get to choose the route for it and same thing has happened with them. And she admitted why she didn't met him before and every unsaid thing between them cleared out.
She will show him the place of band when he takes the leap of faith* ahem ahem*☺️ I will just keep my mouth shut I trust LM looking at the recent encounters. I liked that part as well and he seems to have taken a special fascination with the chain. And she said that also why she didn't wear it.
Finally he is coming I felt like the background music of deathly hollows in reading the last part she will so what he did oh that painting and look the creator is going to witness the importance of his emotions.
LM I am not getting words to describe your talent I am failing terrible just like everytime I think the masterpiece you have created and yet you come up with something that makes it redefine the excellent and masterpiece definition. Really dear exceptionally amazing thing.👏
Sorry for blabbering way too much😆.
Thnx for pm
Waiting for next
Originally posted by: Mayashelly
Hy dr..
I am really sorry for not commenting the previous 3 chapters. Actually I can't cope up with time to comment and I was aware of your chapter. When I finish reading the chapter you updating the next. So I hardly had time to comment. So now I just feel comfortable and relaxed commenting.
So your all chap are amazing and now ishani came to know about ranveer' insomnia episodes. And 12 days to go. Loved finch conversation with ishani. He made his point clear and made her realize.
Shaneilla in jail and chirag soon enough...
So now waiting for the art exhibition to see ranveer's reaction. It's gonna be worth watching him for ishani since her plan.
Waiting for your next update dearly now...
Keep smiling 😃
Take care 😳
A/N: Hey there everyone! :D :D Here is the next update! :D :D
Happy Reading! :D :D
The 19th of October brought along with it a powerful gush of sunlight as Ranveer stood in front of the mirror, smoothening out his crisp red tie as he straightened the collar of his snow-white shirt. He gave his attire a satisfactory look before her slipped on a rich black vest and buttoning it close, pulling on the blazer of the black three-piece suit and flicking off the dust from it. He couldn't help but smile at himself as he buttoned his cufflinks and clipped his tie, slipping on his Mota Babuji's watch that only accentuated his look.
Casually letting his hands fall into his pockets, he stared at his attire as he noticed his face, realizing that two days worth of decent sleep (the previous night's one had been earned with the grudging use of a sleeping pill) had definitely reduced the dark circles from around his eyes, making him look fresher and more human unlike the title of the robot that he was given by Finch for his overly efficient functionality that didn't even require sleep like normal human beings. But then again, what was normal about his life ever since he'd stepped foot into the Parekh Mansion? His Mota Babuji would often credit it to the fact that great men were those who stepped out of the boundary of being normal.
And to the list of the countless legacies before him, RV had become one for his generation.
But he wasn't the only legacy of his generation, he mused. For there was a diamond who had honed and polished her skills in silence as his Mota Babuji taught him the lessons of life, sitting alongside with her coal-like orbs absorbing everything. Harshad Parekh had known the capabilities of both, and so he'd silently persevered, teaching two even though it was only one sitting through all the lessons of life. Both, his mentor and him has wanted to protect Ishaani Parekh from the cruel world for she was as whole and innocent as the supplest of spring waters and didn't belong to the crazed world hungry for fame and money.
And yet she found herself shoved right into the center of it when another's ambitions had destroyed her life. It was not choice, but by circumstances that pushed her into the crux of something she didn't belong into in the first place, and yet she'd changed the world with the storm she brought along. And just like RV, Miss Parekh had become a legacy for the world as well as she proved what she was made of. She proved it to all that she was not an emotional fool and a vulnerable prey - she was a survivor, a fighter who could destroy the world with the fire of her strength and courage.
And as Ranveer slipped on his well-polished Hush Puppies and picked up the keys of the car, he knew that he was yet to witness the biggest legacy of Harshad Parekh, perhaps the greatest legacy he'd left behind in the world after him - Ishaani Parekh, at the peak of her strength and courage. And he only silently prayed to the Almighty for her well-being and the success of her plan as he left the room and made his way towards the reception of the hotel, hoping that the chapter of Chirag Mehta ended in their lives once and for all.
By the time Ranveer sat in the car and excused the driver for the day as he took the the wheel himself, he knew that as the time was drawing closer and closer for the saga of Ishaani Parekh's revenge to draw to its end, so did the dangers increase of it for no one knew her better than he did. And he knew that no matter what awaited them today - victory or defeat, one thing was inevitable to happen by the dusk of the day.
He'd have to embrace the black waters for her tonight.
-x-
Driving had always been an enjoyable experience for Ranveer as he let the Honda circle around the parking lot of the art gallery, his eyes searching for an empty spot. It had been the job he'd taken up for Ishaani as he would escort her around the city whenever she needed to be somewhere, and somewhere down the line he'd found a natural flair for the job as he enjoyed the rush of adrenaline he felt as the car raced faster down the roads, the winds whipping his face viciously.
He'd always been a safe driver and had a 100% track record for zero-accidents, and he found it a surprise that after driving for almost seven years in Sydney, he could still maneuver the car on the roads of Mumbai with the same efficiency in spite of the very obvious differences in terms of the directions and traffic rules. But then again like his father said, some things just came natural to people. Driving came natural to him, and so did the bonding with it as a long drive was always what he set upon whenever he was pensive or in an extreme set of emotions - good as well as bad.
Finally parking the white Honda beside a spot for the reserved area for handicaps, Ranveer got down from the car and squinted instantly as the morning sunlight hit him sharply, glowing away with all its might. Shaking his head, he quickly slipped on his favourite set of RayBands as he walked towards the entrance of the gallery, wondering what was in wait for him. The day was a merry one as it radiated a warmth that was welcome, the light summer breeze a pleasant addition to the day that felt stricken with a positive energy even though the crackling heat of the sun was synonymous to the electrifying events of what lay in wait for all.
At the entrance stood a watchman checking the passes of the guests, and the moment Ranveer put forth his, the watchman gave him a nod and a small smile.
"Straight and to the left. Take the steps. Miss Parekh is waiting for you."
Ranveer nodded his head as he followed the instructions given by the watchman, wondering why Ishaani had called him in the opposite direction of the hall when he could see all the guests headed towards the right, the chairs partially visible to him in the room before he decided to follow the instructions anyway. Taking the left and ascending upon the steps, he realized that he'd reached a cul-de-sac with only a single door in front of him, a window to his left overseeing the luscious gardens outside.
Conflicted about whether or not to push open the door and see what lay beyond that seemed like the only sensible option left, Ranveer sighed and decided to trust his instincts. Pushing the door open, Ranveer trudged into the room carefully as he looked around the surprisingly exquisite room, the interiors highly tasteful in soft velvet carpeting and high-arched walls shaded in pearl effect. A glass dome overhead threw in a blast of sunlight from above as it bathed the entire room with an intoxicating shower of refracting rays, making the entire room look like a spot of light of heaven.
And as he made his way closer and closer to the railing that overlooked a huge chandelier from its inception point, Ranveer realized that he'd been sent over to the balcony of the gallery from where he had the entire view of the hall below, neatly organized into rows of long benches on either side that split the hall into half. At the front remained two dozen paintings for the exhibition and auction today as they stood in equal measures on either side of a podium where the auctioneer stood, gavel in hand.
Ranveer remembered from memory that he was the same person who worked as an agent for his Mota Babuji and went by the name of Mr. Chauhan.
Ranveer scanned the hall below as he observed that the room was steadily filling with more and more people, and yet there was no sign of Ishaani as time grew on, the decadent of minutes flowing from two to three to four to five, until he began growing worried. He wondered whether he was to watch through the mysterious proceedings all alone or whether he'd been directed to the wrong room, when the slight shuffling of feet from somewhere behind made his head snap in its direction in reflex. And in that moment, he could have sworn to the seven heavens that he'd never seen anything look more beautiful in his life.
Ishaani stood in front of him in a scarlet formal evening dress gown with a V-neck sweep whose sleeves fell off her shoulder, highlighting her neckline effectively as she smiled at him, the beading and sequin work above the sash around her waist only enhancing the elegance of her dress as she walked ahead, the brush train tulle with the appliques completing the ethereal effect of her look as the sunlight fell directly upon her, making her look nothing less than an angel.
She'd pulled her hair into a loose bun while she let the stray strands fall upon her face gracefully as she wore broad diamond studs to be visible, her neck bare except for the same mysterious chain whose pendant still remained hidden away from his sight, even though her neck looked as good as bare as the fiery red of her dress highlighted the milkiness of her skin all the more. Like always, she'd only taken along the eye-liner in a perfect arc and the gloss upon her lips as accompaniments for her face, pulling on a pair of matching stilettos to give her the edge upon her long-flowing dress.
Ranveer couldn't help but stare at her in awe as she covered the distance between them, the scent of roses and vanilla only getting more and more pronounced by the time she reached him, a combination of both that she looked in Ranveer's opinion at that very moment. And as tempted as he was to keep drinking in her sight and never tire of it, he knew that it wasn't an option even though he noticed that Ishaani was biting her lip as though trying to restrain herself from something.
"You look breathtaking," was all he could breathe out in response as he pulled her into a warm embrace, the power of her aura blinding him as he took in her scent with pleasure. He felt her kiss him behind his ear softly before parting ways even though they still had their arms around each other.
"Have you always looked this desirably inviting or was I just blind?" she asked in return, and Ranveer couldn't help but smile in spite of himself as he felt his heart bask in a warmth it was now beginning to enjoy after years of darkness and pain. Pain was beginning to feel like a disconnected concept as he stared ahead at Ishaani, mesmerized by the radiance she gave out as her eyes sparkled with a flame that set his soul on fire.
Ishaani remained the same way as she refused to budge behind, her eyes slowly trailing down upon his lips until Ranveer's voice made them snap back to look into his eyes. She realized that he knew what was going on in her mind.
"I get the first half of your question too often," he whispered back as he brushed his nose against hers teasingly, before the boom of an electronically amplified voice made them jump apart from each other. Ishaani looked rather annoyed, but welcomed the distraction nonetheless as she redirected Ranveer towards the two recliners that were brought in for them, giving them a good view of the proceedings below while they remained hidden from view.
"We'll get back to the discussion once we're done with this," she whispered teasingly as they relaxed back into their respectively recliners, feeling rather coy. It was a very different experience, the new equation between them and yet it was a very warm and welcome feeling as they sat beside each other, drinking in the sight from below them eagerly. Unconsciously their fingers interlocked tenderly, his thumb grazing upon her knuckles lovingly as she returned the gesture with pleasure.
"So, what's supposed to happen now?" asked Ranveer as he stared ahead, feeling the prickles of excitement begin that usually came along the aura of mystery.
"That," replied Ishaani as at the strike of eleven, she saw Chirag walk down the aisle with a casual stride, the chip of his shoulder a sign of his distress.
She noticed that he'd slammed a pair of sunglasses rather strongly upon his face even though his slight stubble spoke of the harried appearance he was trying to hide away. His semi-formal avatar made sure not to draw too much attention as he went and took his seat in the center of the room, trying to hide himself amidst all the faces around him. When she turned to look beside her, she could see that Ranveer's eyes had gone black once again while his hands shivered as thought with the urge to strangle the man who'd just made an entrance.
Ranveer snapped out of his daze when he felt an electrifying brush against the skin of the back of his palm that he realized was Ishaani's fingers brushing against his own in a reassuring grasp as she let her fingers fall into the crevice of his palm.
"Not now. But soon," she promised as Ranveer sighed, not saying anything further. Both of them looked down as the auctioneer announced the auction of the exhibited paintings open, bringing forth each one as interested bidder put forth their price in competitive bid, some of the paintings going at an maddeningly high price after an exceptional chase, while some other came off at rather reasonable rates. Ranveer had to admit that he was certainly having a gala time watching the bidders bid like the way they were even though he couldn't understand where Chirag or Ishaani's final blow cam into this.
But as time passed by, Ranveer could feel his veins go taut with anxiety as he could feel a strange energy pulsate from beside him, and he could only see the fire in Ishaani's eyes grow stronger and stronger as the collection of paintings lessened, until finally only three remained. Ranveer noticed that the one in the extreme right had been under wraps throughout the time of the auction, and wondered whether it was a blind painting to be auctioned at a sudden bid. But there was something about the painting under wraps that captivated his attention, especially with the mystery around it.
It was when the next painting was sold that Ranveer felt Ishaani straighten up a little beside him, her eyes now upon the hidden painting even though Mr. Chauhan opted to go for the last open one on the deck, an Abanindranath Tagore piece of Oriental Art from early in his career. Ishaani watched on in keen interest as she perched her chin upon her fingers in keen interest, while Ranveer watched on at the proceedings with intrigue, suddenly wondering whether the last painting had something to do with the equation or no.
And as the painting went down for a generous 3.5 lakhs, Ishaani now leaned forward as she eyed the proceedings with even more scrutiny, Ranveer torn between trying to fathom what was going on in her mind and trying to keep his eyes upon what was going on below as Mr. Chauhan brought forth the last painting of the day, still stubbornly underneath the wraps.
"Ladies and gentleman, the last painting for today put on by an anonymous seller - Landscape painting from the Romanticism period in late 19th Century from amateur painter, Samuel Palmer."
The wrap from upon the painting flew off, making Ranveer almost gag in shock as he stared at the painting in surprise. It was no Samuel Palmer, he knew for it was his own painting from years ago that sat below, staring at him in mock. And yet there was something blaringly odd about it that didn't feel right at all. He didn't realize when he'd let out a cry of surprise, but it was when Ishaani caught his hand in her own did he finally look at her, bewildered.
"What's happening?"
"Justice," she replied blandly as her eyes never once left the proceedings going on below. Ranveer stared on, confused at what she was up to as he continued to watch the proceeding in silence. He couldn't have a proper view of the painting given that it was so far away from sight, but he was sure that it was his own from what he could make out.
"But it's worthless," he remarked, wondering why was it even upon auction in the first place and what was Ishaani playing at.
"Absolutely worthless," replied Ishaani with such a loathing that it made him cringe. He remembered the times when she'd be so crazy behind the said painting, and today the hatred in her voice for the same felt rather disturbing, and needless to say, it stung him hard. Until Ranveer's eyes fell upon Chirag, who was suddenly sitting upright, his body language stiff with anxiety as his head kept darting over all the place.
It was evident that this was connected straight to Chirag for he could see that the man in question looked extremely nervous and fidgety and wasn't bidding. And knowing that Shanella was in jail now and he couldn't contact her in any way without the fear of getting arrested himself, he did not have that much finance to go about splurging for art collections after being stretched to the limit.
From what Ranveer could surmise, Chirag had attended the exhibition today despite the fact that there was an arrest warrant out for him, and he'd actually taken the risk to come to a public exhibition to watch the painting being sold, this one in particular as was evident from his body language. And Ranveer and RV both were experts upon reading body languages from years of studying traders deal in the stock markets. And as a conclusion, Ranveer knew that it could only mean one thing - Chirag was the one selling it.
"How did he get into possession of it?" asked Ranveer when the bid was about to begin and it was for the first time that Ishaani tore away her eyes from what was going on below to look at Ranveer.
She couldn't help but feel impressed at how fast Ranveer had connected part of the dots as she could see the realization in his eyes about the fact that Chirag was the one who'd put it up for sale today. She had have a mind to tell him about it before she decided that she'd tell him about it once everything was done with. She had the original now sitting in the dickey of her car.
"Long story," she replied evasively and Ranveer sighed, knowing that this was yet another mystery that he was to learn about. But he decided to let the matter drop for now because his instincts told him that he'd come to know about everything soon enough anyway. So he concentrated upon the next question his mind posed before him.
"Why is Mr. Chauhan auctioning a worthless painting though?"
"Because he owed that to me after I agreed to buy over his gallery two months ago, even though he owed Papa this favour," she replied, amused by the fact that Ranveer's brains were never at rest, no matter what. He had to relate everything to order, method and logic, and not just go with the flow of things.
"Didn't he verify it? Chirag?" asked Ranveer, wondering how a person like Chirag was selling a painting worth 1300 in the markets rather foolishly for it was certainly illegal and a case of fraud as well. He was suddenly beginning to wonder whether Chirag even knew where the painting came from in the first place. Ishaani simply gave him an innocent smile even though her intentions were anything but so.
"Well, Mr. Chauhan managed to tweak it for me and managed to retrieve favours from top fellow experts, selling a story about the painting to Chirag what I wanted him to believe, since he doesn't know the real story behind it. Chirag believes that this is my most priceless collection, and he'd going to try to sell at it hard. And so we're here now, watching him sell a 2500 rupee worth painting for a whopping 25 lakhs, as he'll try pushing the bid up to like Mr. Chauhan forewarned me about after striking the deal with Chirag."
"I think it cost me 1300 rupees," replied Ranveer absentmindedly as he now remained intrigued with what Ishaani had in store for him. Whatever it was, he could see Chirag being carted to jail by the end of the exhibition for certain. Ishaani winked at him in response just as Mr. Chauhan hit the gavel, indicating the start of the last auction for today.
"Inflation," was all she replied cheekily as Ranveer shook his head, amused.
The bid started from a fifty thousand, jumping to a lakh within a matter of minutes as the bidders continued to increase the bids, pushing to three lakh by the end of the next five minutes. By the end of thirty minutes, it's had crossed 13 lakhs in an unbelievable push of limits and Ranveer couldnt help but smile at the fact that something made by him in a fit of haze could fetch this much money which only seemed to captivate his interest more into the game that was unraveling before his eyes.
Ranveer and Ishaani both watched on as the bid touched fifteen lakhs after another couple of minutes, feeling the heat of the moment intensify as the bidders kept going at it, while the two spectators from the balcony were curious to see what happened next. And then a sudden bid of eighteen lakhs made everyone gasp in surprise. Ranveer felt his jaw drop in shock at the sight of who the bidders was.
Puneet.
But Ranveer wasn't the only one bamboozled for he his eyes flew back to where Chirag sat, looking heavily flabbergasted. Ranveer couldn't help but notice the tension and stress upon Chirag's face that was evident from even that far as he saw him running his hands through his hair rather harshly, wondering why Puneet out of all people were bidding until it became evident on whose behalf he was bidding.
And the moment Chirag took his hands away from his head, Ranveer knew what he was thinking without even having to see him. Ranveer knew that Chirag wouldn't let Ishaani buy back the painting for it was the thing most precious to her, even though he didn't know why. He would make her cry tears of blood but not let her win the bid. And when Ishaani leaned forward with a calm smile upon her face as Chirag raised his placard, Ranveer knew that she was expecting him to make this very mistake.
"19 lakh."
Ranveer had often heard about sellers bidding over their own items on purpose to inflate the price of the auctioned item to their satisfaction just like the short trading of the stock markets, but Ranveer still remained puzzled about what Ishaani really had in mind as she remained as calm as a cucumber, the only give away of the true emotions she felt being her eyes that only kept burning stronger with every passing minute.
"20 lakhs," spoke aloud Puneet, raising his own placard confidently. Even before Mr. Chauhan could ask for the next bid, Chirag boomed at the top of his voice.
"21 lakhs!"
"22 lakhs!" retaliated Puneet instantly as all the bidders fell silent. This had turned into a personal bidding match now as was obvious to all with the price way above their budgets. So they sat back and enjoyed the pure drama of the bidding, the heat of the tension in the air getting to all as their heads turned towards the two contesting parties.
"22.5 lakhs!"
"23 lakhs!"
"24 lakhs!"
"25 lakhs!" yelled our Puneet and the mention of the figure snapped Chirag back into his sense.
From above, Ranveer realized the same as he saw Chirag relax into his seat with the realization that he'd hit the mark. Ranveer could sense the momentary battle between his ego and the money he would be receiving if it did get sold to Ishaani, but the lines of battle wore away from upon his face quickly. Screw ego, the money was what ultimately mattered if he wanted to leave the country and outsmart them all, pondered the ever-shrewd RV as he looked on, sensing what was coming their way.
Silently putting down the placard in what was evident triumph in his eyes even though he feigned a chagrin at being outbid, Chirag let Mr. Chauhan speak for the first time in ten minutes. From what Ranveer could make out, the look upon Chirag's face resembled a greedy pig already imagining the scent of the crisp money to be coming into his account soon from the painting being sold off at thousand times its actual worth.
"Going once! Going twice! Sold to No. 13-" was what Mr. Chauhan nearly declared when the doors to the hall flew open as though upon cue, revealing Rishi along with a couple of policeman behind him.
"Stop! The painting is a fake!" he exclaimed threatrically as he pointed his finger dangerously at the offending painting in question as everyone sprung upon their feet, zapped. Mr. Chauhan perspired slowly as he got down from the podium, while Chirag was torn between hiding between the crowd and feeling his heart burn at the fact that he'd just lost out on twenty-lakh worth of rupees.
"Ah, it's time to go down," whispered Ishaani as she stood up, Ranveer getting up alongside as both of them rushed outside the room and quickly made they way down the staircase, Ranveer surprised at the speed with which she waltzed down the steps with the kind of gown she'd worn. And in that moment, she reminded him exactly of the fiery phoenix in his dreams as his feet halted, paralyzed by the dawning realization. But even before he could snap back into sense, she'd already reached by the doors of the hall, coming to a standstill
"What?! What're you talking about?" came Chirag's voice as it carried through the corridor by the time Ranveer finally came to stand beside Ishaani, wondering why she hadn't entered just yet even though nobody had noticed her in the light of what was happening. Ranveer opened his mouth to speak and ask Ishaani to deviate away from whatever it was that she had in mind, but the moment their eyes met, the flame in her gaze burnt away the words upon his lips.
"Mr. Chirag Mehta, you are under arrest for fraud, theft and diamond smuggling and now for selling fake paintings in the market as well," boomed out the inspector in response as the hall echoed with the reactionary gasps from the guests in the room. Ranveer could see that Chirag had gone pale.
"Wh-what are y-you t-talking about? The painting is-" stuttered Chirag, but even before he could complete his sentence, Ishaani spoke aloud, startling Ranveer.
"-a fake," she completed as all the eyes in the room drew towards her, several more gasps escaping from upon their lips as Ishaani entered the room slowly, deliberately creating an effect as her tulle flowed behind her, the stunning sunlight in the room making her look regal. Ranveer walked beside her quietly in her wake, suddenly feeling exposed as though walking amidst a bunch of unwanted creatures not unlike in his dream even though he noticed the biggest one standing before him lose all colour from upon his face.
"It's not from the 19th century but is a cheap knockoff of the painting my friend made me for my birthday," spoke Ishaani once again as she came to a halt beside Rishi, her voice carrying every bit of power her posture did. Out of the corner of his eye, Ranveer noticed that several of the guests had nearly stopped breathing as they watched the scenario with the relish of a theatre drama.
"What proof do you have?" demanded Chirag bristly, even though the terrified look in his eyes was a giveaway to the fact that he was racking his brains quickly, trying to find for an exit even though he knew that he was finally cornered. Ishaani smiled heartlessly.
"I have the painter of the original painting here myself who made this for me. I think Mr. Chauhan here can tell you this for a fact. If the answer doesn't satisfy you, external experts can verify the same as well," she answered, even though her statement was redirected to the police, who in turn looked at Mr. Chauhan. The agent looked close to fainting in fright, and Ranveer realized that the dealer wasn't aware about this part of the plan. Chirag's cry of outrage caught back his attention as his eyes had begun to form the same manic mist.
"Bullshit! She's trying to implicate me, officer! I'm innocent, I swear! I stole the painting in her house along with all the other ones and-"
Chirag fell silent as he realized what he'd just let slip in the haste of proving himself innocent and in the haze of his anger, while Ishaani gave the inspector a cold look, egging him to continuing doing the job that he was called for in the first place. Even as Chirag made to speak, the inspector raised his hand, striking the former dumb.
"Say no more, Mr. Mehta. You are under arrest!"
"For what!? This?!" spat back Chirag in disgust, looking at Ranveer and Ishaani with utmost loathing. Neither of them flinched, but instead gave him identical looks of hatred in return. The inspector stepped forward with the handcuffs in hand along with a bunch of documents.
"The Parekh Diamond Trading Co. has filed an FIR on Mehta & Sons Co. for embezzlement and theft of a diamond consignment due to London," spoke aloud the inspector as two of his subordinates moved ahead to pull Chirag's hands behind his back. He threw both of them off as he shrieked aloud in a deranged whisper, making more than half of the crowd cringe in fear at the demented lunacy upon his face.
"What nonsense! I don't own that company. I was hoodwinked into buying it on the 16th and the fraud took place on the 14th! Hahaha! I didn't own the company then so this is not my shit, inspector! Arrest her!" he shrieked further as he pointed an accusing finger in her direction, while all she did was stare at him dispassionately.
Ranveer could feel the same cold premonition enter his heart again as everything began feeling dull in spite of the dazzling sunshine in the room, a newfound anger beginning to course into his veins the longer he spent looking at Chirag along with an urge that he'd never felt before wriggle in his veins even though he couldn't understand what it was.
"The documents here say otherwise. You need to come with us right now and hand us over the diamonds," commanded the inspector coldly as he slapped the papers across his face, Chirag quickly reading through the papers and realizing that those were the same ones that Ishaani'd made him sign on the day of the transfer. She'd tricked him into signed several undertakings that implicated him and Shanella into the entire fiasco they'd created in the first place.
"I have done nothing! And I don't have the bloody diamonds!" yelled out Chirag in ire as he threw the papers upon the ground, mollified at what had happened.
She was not meant to outsmart him. It was just not possible. And the fact that she and the servant had murdered his ego the way they had was driving him more and more insane by the passing minute as he felt his anger go out of hand. Ranveer remained pensive as he read through Chirag's line of thought through the lunacy of his eyes.
"Mr. Chauhan here clearly says that you've been trying to smuggle the diamonds through this painting here as you personally instructed him," spoke out Ishaani to the inspector, who in turn nodded his head in acknowledgement.
"You lying son of a bitch!" yelled Chirag as he turned behind to look at Mr. Chauhan, feeling angry enough to murder him as he lifted the short man off his feet and shook his entire form, wanting to punish the frail little man for incriminating him into a plan that was decided upon three days ago but had failed miserably because he'd been outsmarted by not one, but by two of his greatest enemies. They'd been using all of his plans against him even though he hadn't so much as laid eyes upon the diamonds in question so far.
When Mr. Chauhan remained incapable of freeing himself from Chirag's grip, the sub-inspectors managed to pull the warring men away, keeping a hold on Chirag while Mr. Chauhan coughed and stumbled, falling between Rishi and Puneet who caught hold of the man whose face was now red in shock. The chaos was brought to an end as Ishaani spoke aloud again.
"Oh really? So you are telling me that it was not your plan to have Shanella buy this painting from you today and keep the diamonds in her custody while you officially ran off with 25 lakh worth of rupees until the matter calmed down so that you could retrieve the diamonds from her custody then?" she asked, and Chirag knew that she must have retrieved the information from their hacked messages for there was no way that Shanella would sell out on him. It was an improvised plan that would make them pull of a double-heist but everything had fallen flat upon their face.
"This is nonsense!" cried Chirag as he retreated back, and Ishaani knew that it was time. She pushed Chirag out of the way as she made her way towards the framed painting and picked it up in her hand. All the eyes drew around her as she walked towards the congregation right in the center of room, wondering what it was that she was up to now. Ishaani began to speak.
"So you are telling me that if I pick this is painting up and-" She'd barely made her way halfway through when the tulle of her gown got caught up with her stilletos, making her supposedly lose balance, sending the painting crashing upon the floor. The frames around the painting split open as several sparkles scattered upon the floor and glittered awkwardly while another round of gasps rented the air. There lay the hundred diamonds from Lupin fallen across her feet. Chirag turned grey.
"Oops," was all she whispered as she shrugged her shoulders, giving Chirag a cold look as the silent checkmate was accomplished. Ranveer gasped, understanding the entire plan finally which he had to admit was extraordinary. And yet he couldn't bring himself up to enjoy the triumph of the moment for he felt danger at its peak, a murderous look now crossing Chirag's face.
"Would you like to explain or say anything for yourself now?" spoke aloud the inspector as he thundered towards Chirag, the handcuffs now inches away from being shut around his wrists when Chirag snapped, letting loose all his restraint.
"Ishaani, you wh**e! I'll kill you, I'll-"
Chirag never managed to complete his threat as he felt a fist fly across his face the next moment, the crack on his nose evident of the fact that it was now broken as Chirag found himself stumble. For the first time in the day, Ranveer had taken the lead to come and stand in front of Ishaani, hiding her away from view as he stared on, seething in a manic rage of his own as he understood what was the urge that he felt crawl into his veins with such brutality. It was the urge to kill.
"I warned you the previous time that you take her name upon your lips the next time, I'll smash your skull into the wall. You should have taken my advice and never showed your face again," breathed out Ranveer slowly as everyone backed away from the two men, standing around them now in a spacious circle as they all observed the two men in fearful silence. The heat of the hall fell cold suddenly as everyone could feel the lethal danger course around the two men, the manic look in Ranveer's eyes now beating Chirag's as the latter now chose a new retreat. The retreat of provocation.
"Oh yeah? What will you do, servant?! Ishaani! Isha-"
Ranveer lunged upon him as the two of them fell upon the floor with a crash, Chirag trying to push him off as Ranveer hit fist after fist upon his face, the entire world a blur against him as only one thought coursed through his mind - he had to save the fiery phoenix from the snake. And he had to make Chirag pay the price of breaking Ishaani's heart. He had to make him pay the price of every single tear that Ishaani had shed because of him.
He had to pay the price of every single scar that Ishaani had given herself because he'd driven her into a guilt she could never come out of. He had to pay the price of destroying her life, their lives with the insanity that had destroyed the innocence and joie de vivre in them, leaving them broken and lifeless just like the rest of the world. He had to make Chirag pay the price of the Hell he had rained down upon them in the first place, the same Hell his life had been nothing short of as his Universe was snatched away and destroyed in a single stroke of a manipulation that had taken months.
Chirag didn't stand a chance against Ranveer as the latter had pinned him to the ground, beating him wherever his fist made contact with flesh while the former only laughed at him heartlessly between gasps of pain. He could see the fact that what he'd done with Ishaani was driving Ranveer ballistic inside out, and he knew that this was to be his best revenge upon him. Make him suffer and bleed more and more as his last stand. And so he only kept laughing more and more as Ranveer relentlessly kept hitting him, feeling the blood rush into his brain as his temples throbbed in pain.
The police intervened as they pulled Ranveer off of him Chirag, heaving for breath as they could barely contain Ranveer who'd turned puce with a rage such like he'd never felt in his entire life. Chirag remain fallen upon the floor, laughing in jeer as he propped himself up clumsily, his nose now bleeding openly while he sported a black eye and a few more bruises upon his face. He spat the blood from his mouth upon Ranveer's feet.
"What? That's it? Hit me, servant! Hit me! Give me the bruises that I've given Ishaani during all those moments of-" he yelled at the top of his voice, eyeing Ishaani with such leer that made Ranveer snap once again as he broke free from the grip of the inspectors who seemed helpless against his rage.
"Shut up! SHUT UP!" he yelled as he aimed a punch at Chirag, who caught his hand and sent him crashing upon the floor, holding his hand upon Ranveer's neck in a death grip as the latter could feel the breath being snuffed out of him as he struggled against Chirag.
"Hit me all you can! But you could do nothing... nothing in all those years as I used her slowly, intimately, sickening as my puppet to bring her own downfall. Nothing! You can never take away those scars from upon her heart, servant, no matter what you do! And oh, she was so gullible, fell for me in two minutes... Look, she's still staring me me! She can't look away from me even now!" he exclaimed, both pairs of eyes looking at Ishaani, who looked mortified at what was happening as she had her hands clasped her mouth.
Taking advantage of the distraction that Chirag had brought upon himself, Ranveer managed to knee him in the stomach before flipping him across his back, pinning Chirag to the ground with his hand around his neck as the crowd began to buzz in even more fright as the inspectors tried to pull the two men apart, but to no avail. It was love against hate. It was the protector against the betrayer. It was the white-feathered phoenix against the snake. When nobody's pleas worked, and Ranveer felt threatened by the urge to actually snuff the life out of Chirag with one lethal choke, a voice broke the stupor for him.
"Ranveer."
It was the sound of her voice that slashed against the impenetrable haze of anger and impulse that snapped Ranveer back to reality, his fingers automatically loosening from around Chirag's neck as he got upon his feet unsteadily, feeling the world darken around him as the rush of adrenaline faded away, barely managing to retreat behind as Chirag stood up, watching Ishaani walk to the center of the circle now.
"Oh Ishaani, I-" began Chirag as he eyed Ishaani with lust, his tone reflecting one of mock gratitude. But even before he could speak, Ishaani's hand flew upon his face in the harshest of slaps that cut a wound into his face as the raw imprints of her fingers remained printed upon his face, the crowd gasping the same way once again. Chirag looked at her, gobsmacked, as he felt his lips quiver with the same lunacy that he'd felt nineteen years ago when she'd slapped him in front of a hundred students in school.
"Did you just-" stuttered Chirag as he stared at her in disbelief, words failing him. Ishaani's face contorted with a look of deepest abhorrence as she began to speak, her voice carrying across the crowd in a clear stash of words.
"Years ago, when I was eight, I came to a new school. A new world. It was barely a few days when I knew that it was a cruel world filled with snobs. But I knew that I had to go on for there was no option. But somehow, a bunch of sixth standards boys didn't have the peace to let me be because they wanted to humiliate me for being Harshad Parekh's illegitimate daughter and being an outcast because it would just boost their egos and because they're just brutes. Cold, heartless brutes with a sadistic taste for cruelty. So you decided to make a public spectacle of me by openly challenging me into proving why I was worthy of studying in the school with my dirty blood. And it would have worked brilliantly, your plan. Except, I slapped you back in front of all the students of the school."
"All those children laughing upon me-" began Chirag, but Ishaani laughing at him mirthlessly, setting everyone's teeth of edge as her laughter echoed.
"And that was something you never recovered from, did you? Something snapped in you as you set upon the path to destroy my life by definitely going ahead with the ragging. But Ranveer stepped in between and took the share of my wrath upon him. You nearly killed him, and he willingly remained ready to die for me. But it was with a stroke of luck that I managed to save him after what you and yours lackeys did to him."
"Those schoolmates laughed at me! All my friends, each and everyone of whom I knew so well!" he repeat with the same outrage, but Ishaani cut his speech short.
"Hundred, right? They were laughing back then and they are laughing right now. All of them are here, as you can see," she pointed blindly towards the crowd, and Chirag felt his heart cease to beat as she realized that what she was saying was true. He suddenly wished that Ranveer had killed him before living through this moment. Ishaani continued the moment their eyes met again.
"The rest are your relatives, friends, colleagues, associates and your business rivals. Oh sorry, you don't have a business anymore now, do you? This is your society, Chirag. The same society that you wanted to rag and bully me in front of. The same society you made me surrender in front of. The same society that you forced me to kneel in front of with you as it's demon in charge. But enough. You started this saga of revenge all these years ago when I slapped you nineteen years ago in school. You put me through eight years worth of manipulations, trials and tribulations, and the pain and heartbreak of a lifetime as you left me homeless and penniless. And today, right here, right now, I bring this saga to an end with this slap."
"You will pay for it." whispered Chirag in the deadliest of whispers as his eyes breathed out a fire matching her own. Ishaani returned an identical whisper as she lessened the distance between them, their conversation now inaudible to the rest of the crowd in spite of the pin-drop silence.
"The last time you begun the journey of your revenge, I destroyed you inside out. So don't even dare to think about it this time because I will not leave you alive. I will deliver the death blow in person and snuff that last breath out of you, I promise," whispered Ishaani in threat as she inched closer so that she and Chirag were barely apart. She could see the blood trickling down his face from where she'd slapped him, along with Ranveer's handiwork upon him that would definitely require the need of a hospital before the police station as Chirag remained unstable upon his feet.
And yet his tongue seemed to work just as sickening as always as he suddenly looked beyond Ishaani, who in turn looked behind to see who he was looking it. Her line of sight ended upon Ranveer, who had regained back his strength. He was staring at her with the same fire blazing in his eyes that were blazing in hers even though Puneet held his arm to keep him sturdy, just in case. Chirag's hoarse whisper made her snap her head back in his direction.
"Ranveer... he's the one who's been your pride and the reason of your life now, hasn't he? He loves you to infinity, the poor soul. He was ready to die for you back then, he's ready to die for you even today. And that's why I will not hurt you. I'll just snatch away your reason to live. I'll kill him in front of your eyes and make you watch him die slowly and painfully right before your eyes while all you can do is watch, that's my promise. Tick tock, tick tock, Ishaani," he teased as she flared at him, her eyes scorching the jeer from upon his face as he now stared at her with an ugly grimace.
She inched forward, her eyes never once leaving his own.
"You won't be able to touch him. Because unlike the previous time, I won't let him stand in between this time. This was always between you and me and it will remain so until the end. That's my promise to you," she added as she stepped away from him, eyeing with satisfaction the fact that he now shivered underneath the hatred of her unfeeling gaze that never shook once.
"After all this time, I can't believe you outsmarted me," he spoke a little louder this time now that his silent threat had been made. The crowd still remained pin drop silent, waiting with baited breath as they realized that the drama was now drawing to a close. Ishaani gave him a cold smile.
"My father always believed in the circle of life. The hands on the clock of time have to come back to the point from where it began. It's time to come to a stop from where it all began," she replied as Chirag's knees buckled, slamming upon the floor rather painfully.
The sub-inspectors ran back and hoisted him up rather ruthlessly. Finally turning her back upon him as the hands of time at come to a halt from where they'd began in the first place, her voice boomed out aloud with the final line of the scene, drawing along with it the long-held breath of each and every person standing witness to the drama.
"Inspector, take him away."
Constructive criticism will be more than welcome and sorry for any typos. :D :D
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Chapter 13
Hi LM 😛
😕Warning this review may be lame and won't be able to express my astonishment in this chapter😕.
What are you up to exactly😲 I mean in this book you have each and every chapter outsmarting the previous one and also the chapters from all the book. What are you doing and more importantly how are you doing it I am clueless. 🤔
Just a question when are you exactly planning to write your own novel?🤓
It was drama, drama and more drama with excellent artist performing their acts exceptionally and the script writer was exceptional.👏👏👏👏
Everything starting from hotness ka double dose to raged and broken souls was outstanding. The clocks hand did meet again at the same scenario with both fighting and protecting each other.
Finally the big day is here. So he is ready to face it and can he get more hot☺️ because things are already on fire and combination of black and red how come you can make him so dashing. If looks can kill they these both are on total mass murder spree today. Ishani oh well what more red and hotness redefined with these two and I can go all and all singing praises about it but lets get over it. But ranveer if he is robot then I waana take him home. What is going to happen because the day has just started with them.🤪
They are a legacy which their future generation has to fulfill🤓 but I guess the kind of parents they will be progeny of that won't be tough okay that was overly optimistic and futuristic of me😆😆😆.
I guess it was the gold seat I mean look at the way he is being treated it seems the whole environment is part of the drama. Ishani was she walking red carpet in morning itself😲 and the mysterious chain waiting to solve this mystery😉. In this relationship ishani is the man I mean she keeps on hitting him no matter where no matter what. And clearly girl it was you who didn't noticed it but he was always hot and sizzling in this case disha was smarter than her she noticed it well before😎. A question was the orthodox ishani parekh like this always🤓 it seems she never explored this side of her. She can just never take her eyes of his lips🤣. And I feel bad for ranveer this girl keeps on giving him surprises that will bring him heart attack one day with these. And the way she keeps on attacking his ijjat he always have to snap her out of her not so decent thought🤪s. They behave like a teenagers in love I mean the way they keep ogling, gesturing each other.
Chirag really atleast he would have got better dressed so that there would have been one last look of his as a handsome😆😆. And the way ishani said "justice" was like Ra's-al-ghul saying it😈. Pardon me I am just fascinated with villains more. And she made that painting even more priceless by staying true to her words that if anything happened to that particular painting she will bring hell loose on the person responsible for it.
She planned it to this extent😲 I mean getting him involved forcing him to sell and getting everyone from Chauhan to experts involved in it what was she a mystery. Look if this way inflation goes up then I don't think our economy will survive😆. Was chirag and his whole community so smart that he put that painting up for 15 lakhs🤪 I mean ranveer must be wondering it is better to paint out rather than yelling at the stock markets and going sleepless workaholic😆😆. And ranveer despite being a mute spectator able to understand a lot of drama even without trying to.
I guess working with ishani made puneet and rishi a little more dramebaaz😎 I mean look at the timings, dialogue seriously. And the Oscar goes to miss parekh👏👏 not only for acting but also for script writing and direction and for supporting role it is shared between rishi and puneet with action award reserved for Mr vaghela. Chirag admitted to even stealing he is making sure that no one even bails him out😆. Mr. Chauhan would be imagining its good she is taking away gallery itself because he isn't going to go home tonight it would have been better to have committed to his crime rather than fall in hands of this mental women😆. And ishani she finally revealed lupin😲 and how filmy she was really drama queen and it was awesome to see she is returning back to her old self.
Chirag finally got a full blow😡😡 and how did he even thought of saying something like that in front ranveer🤢. Ranveer and his rage was outstanding he was utterly mad finally he let out those emotion killing him to kill the person who hurted her and it reminded of GSDC chirveer love blows actually it was far more interesting and better in that way. I feel like wolf whistling throughout this drama and ishani was like cherry on cake.👏👏
LM this was surprising I mean every time in a chapter there is always a thing which completely snuff the breath out of me with its revelation. She brought all of them back who were in history I didn't expected it and made sure the history does repeat itself in similar way. He was insulted in front of the same people in front of whom he was done years back and she made sure that his ego and soul was crushed into thinnest of the powder possible and he have nothing to lose upon but this makes him more dangerous. She made sure he wished that death was a better option and regretted living this life making true her every promise. And in this chapter there was only one heroine who outsmarted every hero out there and the way she threatened him OMG.
But I just could not leave aside two feelings prominent😭😭 as the one coming in later moments because standing from today her revenge is complete and she lost a part of her existence and reason for her being alive and it will break her where the black waters are approaching with utter darkness. And the striking similarity of ranveer's dream. Chirag has nothing to lose and these both have just find a new life and the kind of wrath this lunatic person can bring upon. Now I understood why did you choose red as the theme and ranveer knows the consequences of this action what will be his reaction is something very dangerous for their future.
LM this was exceptional I really didn't knew that this drama can keep me so much on edge of my seat no matter how many times I read it I just cannot just get over it. There is no word that can describe the feeling I am having right now and kind of respect I have for now. None of the adjective will be able to summarize the quality of yours I guess there is only one thing that this FF has surpassed even the NC yup right that's something I really can't compare of but this time I can say truly because I have an idea how the remaining chapters are going to be so I can definitely say it. Nothing can replace NC for me but US has set the bar high a far too much for anyone to come near to it.
I just now realised I have written way too much you can skip many things.