OS: The Jealous Disclosure (Intense)

"Reveal your face your bas**rd!" Arnav tried yelling out struggling against the tight grips of the kidnappers.

He tried his best to just run towards the whoever that man in the chair and kick his balls out. He had created too many problems and it had completely passed the boundaries.

To the extent where he had to hurt his life, his love.

Still struggling against the kidnappers' grips, Arnav strived to liberate himself but all he received in return were strong blows on his head and on his abdomen.

Water and blood spoofed out of his mouth landing on the ground in a pool of red liquid.

Suddenly, the mysterious man sitting in the chair, waved his hand to his men and they let go Arnav.

He felt the tight grips on his arms go loose and saw them leave the dark room one by one.

This was his chance.

He ran as fast he could towards the man sitting in the chair but stopped dead in this tracks when he heard words emerging from the his mouth.

"Nuu-uhhh'"

Arnav's hands were already in fists and he was in total combat mode but when saw the man gestured for someone to come in, his fists immediately unclenched.

Needless to say, the sight he saw, tore his heart apart and crushed it into a million pieces.

"If you take any step towards me or her, all you will see is the dead remains of her."

He saw her enter the room, her mouth gagged, hands tied behind her back and a gun pointed at her forehead.

She was struggling against the tight grip of the man who was man-handling her she wasn't gaining any progress.

He couldn't believe his eyes. She was in front of him.

In pain. All because of him.

Not being able to control his anger, he bent his knees in position to sprint towards her but one more word from the man stopped him again.

"Nuu'uhh uhh! If you move a muscle, you see the gun over there?" the man pointed towards the gun pointed to her forehead.

"It will go off, which I don't think you want." The man finished clearly a mischievous glint in his voice.

Adrenaline was rushing through his arteries but all he could do is to try to control himself.

"What the hell do you want?" Arnav roared in anger.

"You know what I want Arnav. Very well."

Where had he heard that voice before? That voice was extremely and dangerously familiar.

The man had stood up from his sitting position and the chair rocked back and forth frantically.

Arnav strained his eyes trying to decode the features of this man. He seemed extremely familiar but he just couldn't seem to recognize him.

His head turned towards her, who now was made to settle into a chair, still a gun pointed to her temples.

Tears were streaming down her face and the only thing that was visible on her face were her eyes. Even without any verbal exchange, he could decode the messages she was sending through her eyes.

Fear. Plea. Anger. Her yearning.

"So, Arnav. Are you ready to give me what I want?"

The man's words caught his attention and Arnav's head jerked towards the man. He now was only a few feet away from him.

The sun's rays filtered through the windows only revealing the man's lower half of his body and his hands.

Arnav noticed they were folded, representing attitude and confidence.

"What do you want?" Arnav asked once more now fed up the circles the man was creating.

"Your recognition in the world."

Hmmm'.understood. So this freak was after money.

In a calm tone, Arnav answered, "So you want money? May I please know I should make out the check to?"

" I DON'T need money!" the man roared stepping out of the shadows into the visible light.

The sight of the man, made Arnav's flesh tremble. His knees went weak and he felt like he could just collapse any minute.

On the revelation of the creator of all this chaos, Khushi's eyes were as big as if she had seen a ghost. Khushi's heart tore into a million on the sight of this man.

No! It couldn't be. How could he be'.

"Akash?" Arnav said with a gasp. He held his breath in incredibility that his own blood had been the author of this pandemonium.

"But why?" Arnav struggle to utter the words from his mouth.

"Why?" Akash replied with pure visible agony and jealousy in his eyes. "You ask me why? Well then listen brother" he completed emphasizing on the last word.

"Ever since you entered the Raizada mansion with your sister, you have turned my life into living hell. Just because your paternal side kicked you out, you came to live with us, destroying my recognition in the family."

"But Akash.." Arnav tried to explain.

"All the recognition you have should have been mine! You don't deserve even a bit of it!"

Arnav opened his mouth to come out with something but Akash's words stopped him again.

"You shouldn't even be here with us!" Akash continued. "Only because of your dead parents I'm'" Akash mumbled under his breath.

But every word was audible to Arnav's ears. Rage and anger surged through his veins giving him the power to hit someone he loved.

A severe punch landed on Akash's cheek knocking him out cold, almost dead on the floor.

Panting, Arnav jerked his head towards Khushi but all he saw was shock in fear in her eyes.

Arnav's eyes drifted towards the man who held her at gunpoint. His grip on the gun became firm and he was about to fire. But somewhere in his eyes, Arnav decoded, the kidnapper was dead scared of him.

Hah' Too scared. Use your enemies weaknesses to your advantage.

In one swift kick at the kidnapper's wrist, the gun flew out of his hands and the kidnapper flinched in pain, his other hand trying to caress the pain in his wrist.

The gun fell to the ground and Arnav picked it up and immediately held it towards the kidnapper's face.

The man's expression immediately changed from pain to fear. The angst was clearly in his eyes. But before Arnav could fire, the kidnapper stumbled out of the room, away from Arnav's laser vision.

Seeing the kidnapper stumble away, Arnav decided to pity him.

After all, his mind too was kidnapped by him.

Dropping the gun to the ground, his eyes drifted towards his beloved brother knocked out on the ground.

Not beloved anymore.

After being liberated from the gagged mouth and the ropes on her arms, Khushi rushed into his embrace.

"Arnavji!" Khushi cried out her voice muffled by his shirt.

"Ssshh'Khushi'" Arnav comforted her caressing her head.

Suddenly, Khushi broke away and looking into his eyes she tried to utter, "J'.Jiji"

He wiped the tears that were streaming down her cheeks and taking her hand replied, "Let's go. We have a bigger obstacle to face."

She looked up at his eyes in fear.

How was she going to break the news to her sister? She will be completely shattered.

Recognizing the fear in her eyes, Arnav caressed her cheek and said, "Don't worry Khushi'I'm here."

Khushi nodded slightly trying her best to shrug off the worry but in vain.

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Also I would like to clarify that I'm NOT venting out my anger on Akash or anything. I absolutely love him but I only wrote this OS because it felt like a unique idea.

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