The BRIDE of Three Shadows!! The Moment Her Name Was Spoken, the Hunt Began!!

The Moment Her Name Was Spoken, the Hunt Began!!

The dimly lit hallway echoed with footsteps fast, heavy, angry...

Vihaan Singh Rathore kicked open the iron door of the private lounge where Devansh sat alone on a black leather couch, sipping whiskey like sin wrapped in silence...

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

“Usne mujhe thappad maara, bhai!” ("She slapped me, bhai!")

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

**didn't flinch**

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

**Just took another sip**

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

"Ek Riezada ladki ne. Sabke saamne. Mujhe thappad mara..." ("A Riezada girl slapped me in front of everyone...")

He paced like a mad lion, throwing off his blazer...

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

“Kya samajhti hai apne aap ko? Uski himmat kaise hui mujhpe haath uthane ki?!” (“What does she think of herself? How did she have the courage to raise her hand on me?!”)

Still… no reaction from Devansh... Only silence.

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

**slammed his fist against the wall** “Main uska chehra cheer dunga!” ("I'll rip her face apart!")

Devansh finally looked up. Calm. Unbothered...

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Kiska naam bola?" (“Whose name did you say?”)

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

**Growled** “Inayat. Inayat Singh Riezada...”

That’s when Devansh smiled...

But not the kind of smile that makes you feel safe...

The kind that warns.... you’ve already lost...

He leaned forward, fingers interlocked... Eyes gleaming with dark fire!!

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

"Inayat...”

He tasted the name like poison dipped in honey...

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Riezada ke ghar ki izzat.” ("The pride of the Riezada house.") **stood up slowly**

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

**Walked toward Vihaan with lazy elegance**

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Tum jaldi mein ho, Vihaan.” ("You're in a hurry, Vihaan...")

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Tum usse jalaana chahte ho... Main usse jala kar raakh karunga.” ("You want to burn her. I want to turn her into ash.")

Vihaan’s breath was ragged....

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

“Main bardasht nahi kar sakta uska wajood!” ("I can't stand her existence!")

Devansh walked past him, poured another drink, and looked out the window...

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Uska wajood… hamara badla banega.” ("Her existence… will become our revenge.")

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Uski zindagi ka har pal main likhunga... Uski hansi se lekar uski cheekh tak sab kuch meri marzi se hoga.” ("Every moment of her life will be written by me. From her laughter to her screams all on my terms.")

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

**clenched his fists** “Aur tab tak?” (Until then...)

Devansh turned, eyes like a storm....

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Tab tak... tu sirf dekh. Main kaise uske aas paas jaal phelata hoon. Jaise sheher mein zeher.” ("Until then… just watch. Watch how I wrap her world with a trap… like poison through a city.")

He walked to Vihaan, leaned in close, whispered...

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Har raat woh sochti rahegi... Devansh kaun hai? Dushman ya farishta?” ("Every night, she’ll wonder... Who is Devansh? A devil or a savior?")

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

“Aur us confusion mein… uska bharosa tootega. Aur tab hum jeet jaayenge.” ("And in that confusion… her trust will shatter. That’s when we win.")

Vihaan Singh Rathore [ML•3]

**smirked** **Rage turned into thrill** “Bhai… tum toh game ke asli player ho.” ("You're the real player, bhai.")

Devansh’s voice was ice...

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

“Main game nahi khelta, Vihaan…”

Devansh Singh Rathore [ML•1]

"Main hi game hoon.” ("I don’t play the game… I AM the game.")