The Pursuit -Drabble Series (PriVeer OS)

Note: This is a series of drabbles on several encounters between ACP Ranveer Singh Randhawa and Ms. Priyanka Singh Oberoi. Not sure if it really works as a complete story, so don't hesitate to let me know if it doesn't. This is kind of experimental.😳

Randhawa watched grimly as the two figures got into the SUV. He had been so close. He had almost broken that Priyanka Singh Oberoi. But for the unfortunate arrival of that brother of hers. She had literally gone from being on the verge of confessing a part if not the whole truth to clamping up like an oyster. He had to hand it to the Oberois for sticking together. He turned towards the chair which only a few minutes back was being occupied by his target. When she had walked into his office, agitated and teary-eyed, he had thought he had finally made it. His long frantic and desperate search for answers and justice, would find closure today. He was certain Priyanka Singh Oberoi will sing like a canary and he would have the truth. At last!

But then her brother had walked in and Randhawa alone was no match for the two of them as it turned out. Ranveer Singh Randhawa's hand crumpled the report Shinde had handed to him. His hands fisted at his side trembled as he tried to silence the rage rising within him in waves. The angry beast baying for blood that lived in his heart, the one that was his constant companion was crashing against the walls of his sanity. He chucked the report into the bin and walked out of the office. Getting into his car, he tore down the driveway and headed home. He needed to gather his wits and recover from this disappointment. He will have to find a way to get that Priyanka Singh Oberoi and break her.

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"Prinku, let me speak!"

Omkara's agitated voice rang through the room. He strode towards his sister as Randhawa gestured at his men to retreat.

Randhawa watched the duo as the brother reached out a hand towards the sister.

"Mr. Omkara Singh Oberoi,I wish you would stop trying to speak for the both of you. I am eager to hear what the lady has to say." Omkara's hand dropped away as Priyanka took a step forward.

Ranveer Singh Randhawa watched her closely. Her cringing form, her tear-washed face and her gasping breaths didn't escape him. His eyes flicked towards her brother whose face had drained of all colour.

"ACP Randhawa." Her voice was faltering but determined. There was a crispness to it that should have made him suspicious even before she had said another word.

"My brother is innocent. Let him go."

Randhawa waited. Waited for the truth to finally spill from those delicate petal-like lips that had often captivated him in their poisonous glory.

"If you have any proof against either of us, bring it." Priyanka continued. Her eyes distant, her face reddening even as her voice remained calm, emotionless. "If not, stop hounding us like this."

Randhawa watched her in awe, forgetting the arrest warrant he had typed out himself lying in his desk drawer. He had thought her to be a stepping stone to get him to Omkara Singh Oberoi but the pawn was now looking like the queen and he was unsure of his next move in this game of chess.

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Randhawa stared at the screen, numb to the commotion around him. The cries, the screaming, the prayers being uttered around him failed to reach his ears. He watched the CCTV footage that Shinde had obtained. A footage obtained from Mehrotra, the owner of the mansion near the Old Bridge where the accident had happened. His security cameras had captured the accident. It had lain with the Mehrotra's security team all this while that Ranveer had desperately searched for some truth behind the death of his sister. A chance robbery in their house had brought Shinde there to investigate and he had located the video evidence.

And he had brought it to the Oberoi Mansion, so certain that it would prove his accusations, get him the justice that he had been seeking for far too long. But he watched as the car rounded the curve and a dark figure emerged out of the woods. His sister. She was running, glancing behind as if trying to escape some invisible assailant. And then another figure emerged out of the cover of trees. Shrouded in darkness, a hand reached out and pushed. Pushed his sister in the direct path of the car, now hurtling towards her. It was murder but the murderer was not who he had imagined. He had thought that his search was at an end and now life had brought him back to the beginning.

He finally raised his bloodshot eyes and glanced towards her. Through the commotion, through the joy of relief that the Oberois around him were expressing, his eyes found her still figure. And she was looking at him. Her eyes full of a pity he wasn't prepared for but which he desperately soaked in. Once more she had escaped him but this time was the last, he knew. She was not the one he was looking for.

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"Why are you trying to help me?" Randhawa asked her with a bitterness that he knew he had no right to feel. She stood before him, the one he had chased so long only to discover that he was on the wrong track all this time.

Priyanka Singh Oberoi turned her eyes away from the photo she had handed to him only a moment back. The face of his sister's assailant. After the video Shinde had discovered, the Crime Branch had been eager to close the case as one that must remain unsolved. There were far too many files awaiting their attention and the death of a woman everyone had forgotten did not seem a grave enough matter. His lone resources had made the progress towards the truth too slow and frustrating. In the midst of all this, Priyanka Singh Oberoi had appeared, offering the aid of the Oberoi's own private security team. And now she claimed to have found images that might reveal the identity of the assailant. He looked at her across the table, in the semi-darkness of his office and asked her once again, "Why are you helping me, Miss Oberoi?"

She looked back at him, her eyes shimmering with an unknown emotion. "Must you know the answer to that, Ranveer?"

The officer suddenly found it difficult to meet her eyes, to rise to the challenge hidden in their depths. The hunter suddenly felt like he was the prey.

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Ranveer looked down at his Priyanka with mischief dancing in his soft brown eyes.

"Let me go, Ranveer."

He smiled as he pressed his hands down on her wrists, as he loosely held her hands above her head. The bed sheets were in disarray revealing her soft waist and the pale skin of her thighs.

"Arjun will be up by now! Seriously, you obstinate man! We don't have time for this!"

Ranveer felt her struggle even as he brought his lips to her neck. He placed a line of kisses down to the base of her neck and felt her breath rise against his lips. With a deft move he had straddled her. Raising his head again, he looked into her eyes. This time it was she who moved forward and swiftly captured his lips with her soft ones. As their tongues and breath tangled with each other, Ranveer felt a sense of satisfaction rumble through his very being. He had her now. She was truly his.

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Priyanka tucked Arjun in and watched the child's sleeping form. Ranveer lay beside the boy, deep in slumber. The storybook he had been reading from had fallen from his hands.She smiled as she watched the two of them sleep. Uncle and nephew, father and son. She felt a sense of profound happiness fill her even as she thought back on how Ranveer had come into her life. He had come in like the very Furies, seeking to destroy her but he had ended up as the one who had breathed new life into her. And the hunter had laid down his weapons, and found a friend in his prey.