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They haven't returned home the entire night, making both me and Asha anxious until Vikrant walked through the door.
"He is in coma. His injuries were so severe that I hadn't been certain he could make it through the night," Daksh replied, slumping on the sofa and closing his eyes after putting his head back. He continued, "But since he's made it through the night, we can hope that he will be out of the coma but never certain. What's the status here?"
"Our men are working on the rest of him. He confessed about his part and the mastermind behind him. Neel is already onto the next step," Vikrant shrugged nonchalantly, making Daksh open his eyes.
"So, the others are with him?" Daksh questioned.
"Nope, training." Vikrant stood up from his place before asking, "You coming?"
"Give me a few minutes to freshen up." Daksh stretched before walking into his room.
"Training?" I couldn't help but ask Vikrant who picked an apple from the fruit bowl and bit into it.
"These boys regularly practice some outdoor sports and martial arts to keep themselves in shape and not lose their edge. To blow off some steam, you know, like a stress reliever," Asha smiled getting up from her place, "If you want, tag along with these two today. Perhaps, it will take your mind off of these events."
"She may run away screaming after witnessing what we are capable of," Vikrant commented, looking at the apple as if it was way more interesting than us before biting into it again.
"Then I'm definitely going." I lifted my chin defiantly at him. His words made me curious now. Right on cue, Daksh walked out of his room in a black undershirt, camouflage print joggers and training shoes. A black smartwatch strapped on his left wrist. He looked like a handsome cool guy from around the corner rather than a doctor at the moment. Even Vikrant had a similar attire on. Black hoodie, black biker cargo pants, and thick sole boots.
"Suit yourself," Vikrant smirked at me as he got up and walked out the door, making me and Daksh follow suit. We got off the elevator in the basement. A black convertible land rover defender stood ready. The valet passed the key to Vikrant who hopped into the driver's seat while Daksh rode shotgun. I wordlessly climbed into the backseat.
Within the next few seconds, we were already outside the house. Vikrant wasn't driving the car, he wasflying it...
"Slow down, Vikrant! I am still young to die," I shouted over the wind. Yet, he didn't.
"Tell him to do something and he will make sure that he doesn't do it," Daksh replied in an amused tone, making me shake my head. That sounded so much like Vikrant, the cat-ish Raivardhan.
In the next half an hour, we were already on the outskirts of the city, that would have normally taken us an hour.
"You both aren't planning to murder me and then throw my body here, right?" I asked skeptically when little signs of civilization were in the line of sight.
"Kill you? Nah, that would be throwing our home theater out of the fifth floor's window. If you have to ask that question, you should be asking Viaan rather than us," Vikrant sniggered, making Daksh burst out laughing. I just glared daggers at both of them before enjoying the beauty of nature.
Vikrant slowed the Jeep down as we entered tall black gates. A huge board of 'Private Property: no trespassing. Violators will be prosecuted.' stood majestically. The watchmen quickly closed the gate behind us, making me look around.
The forest stretched on either side of the road. Around two more kilometers of ride, the scenery started to clear into an open field. The sound of metal clashing rang through the air. And shortly two epee masked men in white fencing uniform came into view. The first one climbed over the fallen tree trunk, turned around in midair and slashed his epee through the air. The other one bent back dodging the metal before hitting his epee at the other's. The metal slipped through the former's hand and fell downwards. While the owner of the falling epee reached to grab it, his opponent crouched down for another strike. The metal whistled through the air towards the former, who did a backflip at the right time as he caught his epee. Those two ran off into the woods as I got out of the Jeep.
"They seem to have started another bet," Daksh commented as he picked a bow and inspected it.
"Or Aaryan might have slashed through another one of Neel's shirt intentionally, like he did that one time," Vikrant smirked, picking up another bow.
"Run archery?" Daksh arched his eyebrows at Vikrant.
"Beat you to it," they both walked towards the other side of the woods, towards the targets placed in various styles and angles, leaving me alone to myself. I contemplated if I should follow after them or not when I heard the rhythm of hooves hitting the ground. The sound that always excited me. I could recognize it anywhere. The galloping of the horses.
I eagerly searched for the source of the sound, wanting to witness those majestic creatures run with their magnificent build. From the corner of the woods emerged the first horse, glistening like dark molten chocolate in the bright afternoon sun. Followed by half a dozen of white horses. They hurtled till they disappeared on the other side of the woods. The sound of the hooves behind me made me look over my shoulder.
There stood a midnight black horse, splendid and of an excellent breed. And upon it sat the man who captured my attention. He was in a white tank top and dark chinos. I could outline his muscles as they flexed. There was no doubt that my mouth hung low and probably even drool seeped out like a river as he stopped the majestic beast before me.
"What are you doing here?" His stern question snapped me out of my swooning over him.
Remember Rynah, he was Viaan, Viaan Raivardhan. He doesn't need you swooning over him when he had the entire world to do the same.
I shrugged as a vague reply before my focus was taken up by the black beauty. The beautiful brown eyes were busy regarding the grass below as I carefully tiptoed towards it. I didn't want to freak it out, I just wanted to touch it. I had no hopes of riding it as it had been clear about how the horses reacted towards me. Especially after the incident at Batra's farm where the horses kicked Luv and Kush and dropped me off them.
I slowly raised my hand to touch the soft black mane on its body, already filled with adoration for the creature. For the first time, the horse leaned into my touch enjoying the little massage I was giving him. It felt like a miracle.
"Want to ride him?" I immediately looked up to meet Viaan's eyes to see if he was joking. I was surprised that he offered me to ride it and already brimming with delight to live the most awaited experience of my life. Upon finding no trace of humor on his face, I let an excited smile on as I nodded my head.
