Page 180 of Rudra Nandani: The Saga of Control And Seduction

That was it.

My fist crashed into his jaw.“Mind your language,” I said through gritted teeth, my voice dark and steady.

He stumbled back, only to charge forward again.

“Mind my language? Hnnnnn... What were you minding when you crept into her chambers? When you slept with her and left her like nothing ever happened?” He slammed me back with another punch.“I trusted you! I FUCKING TRUSTED YOU!” He struck again, his voice raw with betrayal.

“But you… You used my sister… You played with her feelings… You broke her!”

He punched my face again, and the world around me started to spin.

“I… aaamm… sorrryyyy,” I slurred, struggling to keep my eyes open.

Another brutal punch landed, this time breaking my nose. Blood gushed out instantly.

“You just showed me—you’re exactly like your father,”

That was it.

Something snapped.

With the last bit of strength I had, I grabbed him by the neck and shoved him down beneath me. My blood dripped onto him as I straddled him, rage exploding in every punch I delivered.

“Yes, I’m the son of my father, but where the hell were you when your sister was crying, when she needed you the most?” I asked, punching his face.“Where were you? Hnnn? Out fucking your whores?” I seethed, battering another punch.“At least I was there.I tried to stop her from destroying herself. I stood by her when no one else did. What did you do as her brother?” striking him back to back.

Before I could hit again, he pushed me off, slamming me hard to the ground. The chains around me rattled, throwing me off balance.

He towered over me, his fists ready to break whatever was left.“What did I do?” he roared.“What the hell did she do for me?”He kept thrashing me in his rage.

“She betrayed me! She hid your filthy affair from me! She burned down everything—our father's pride, our grandfather’s name—for you.” I tasted blood, as his every word fuelled his punches.“She married the man who ruined her!” Another hit blurred my vision.

“You think I’ll ever forgive that? You think I’ll calm down before I draw every last drop of your blood?”

Blood poured from my nose and mouth. My face was numb, but I forced myself to fight back. I grabbed his collar, yanking him closer.

“Listen to me!” I rasped, my voice shredded and raw.“LISTEN TO ME!”

Our eyes locked. My vision blurred, but I didn’t stop. Not until I said what I had to.

“I know you’re angry, Abhinandan. You have every right to be. But please… just hear me out,” His chest heaved with rage, his nostrils flaring, eyes burning.“You can kill me. Draw out every drop of blood, I don’t care. But just… listen to me first,”

Something in him shifted just slightly. The tension in his jaw loosened. His grip faltered. His eyes, for a moment, softened.

I took a shaky breath, licking the blood from my lips.

“Nandani misses you… more than you know. Whatever she did, she did it to protect you. Trust me, you have no idea what steps she was willing to take for you. She never said it, but I know. My heart knows. She loves you more than anyone in this world. I… I’m not even close,”

He drew in a heavy breath. His fists remained clenched, but his face changed.“What did she do?” he asked, his voice low, suspicious.

I swallowed hard.“She tried to marry Surgami Dev Singh… to protect you,”

He let out a dry laugh—bitter, cold.“Lies. Lies and more lies,”

I shook my head, weak but determined.

“It’s the truth. She was willing to sacrifice everything—her love, her life—for you,”

He stared at me blankly, as if the words didn’t quite register.

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