Song:- Jee Karda.( Badlapur).

I never thought someone is worth fighting for...
But then I look into your eyes...
And, you are worth fighting for.....

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Third POV.

Arjun Rajvansh was a man on a mission.

His eyes were a storm—raging, unforgiving. The silence within him was louder than a scream. The vision of her trembling, tear-streaked face had carved itself into his soul. And now, it haunted every breath he took.

He had vowed long ago never to kneel before anyone—not even his father. But for her, he was ready to defy bloodlines, legacies, and heaven itself. She was his, and that made her sacred.

He pushed open the colossal doors to the sitting room with the weight of thunder behind him.

Everyone turned.

"Well, well... look who finally blesses us with his royal presence." Chitra's voice sliced through the tension like a poisoned blade. "The great Yuvraj Arjun Rajvansh. After assaulting his elder brother, he dares to show his face?"

Arjun didn't flinch. His silence was dangerous. A quiet storm building.

"Bhai..." Arjun gave Krish a nod.

Krish, without a word, moved toward the ladies and gently led Grandma, Sampoorna Maa, and Vedika out of the room. As she passed, Vedika paused, eyes clouded with worry, her hand brushing Arjun's.

"Anaya..."

"Ved... Go. Bhai will take care of her." His voice was cold steel wrapped in fire.

Sampoorna halted briefly. "Arjun..."

"Go, Maa. I need you safe." His tone was composed, but beneath it lay concern only a mother could sense.

Once the room cleared, Arjun turned, locking eyes with his aunt.

"I'd suggest you and your daughter-in-law take a seat," he said, voice calm but laced with a lethal undertone. "You're about to witness what happens when someone touches my world."

Chitra and Shruti instinctively shrank into the cushions. Viraj shifted, pale and sweating.

Arjun stalked forward like a predator. "So... dear cousin," he drawled. "You claimed my wife seduced you, didn't you?"

"Enough!" Rana Udhav's voice thundered. "Arjun, just because I'm silent doesn't mean you can run wild."

"I'm not running wild, Dad." Arjun didn't look at him. His eyes were locked on Viraj. "I'm just asking for clarification from the man who dared insult my wife."

"I told you not to touch him—he's your brother!" Udhav warned again.

"I won't touch him. Yet. I want answers first," Arjun spat.

He turned back to Viraj, his gaze sharp enough to draw blood. "You said she tried to seduce you, right? Good. Then you won't mind if we all watch the CCTV footage from that night. I'm sure it'll be enlightening."

Viraj's throat went dry. He remembered that footage—Arjun had it. The truth. The damning truth.

"Ron!" Arjun called. "Get the arrival day footage. Now."

Ron rushed in, laptop in hand. Everyone leaned forward. Rana Shiv narrowed his eyes. Shruti smirked, expecting to enjoy Anaya's downfall.

The video played.

Anaya. Alone. Nervous. Searching the corridor.

Then—Viraj approached.

Three minutes of talking.

Then—

The screen went black.

No data.

Arjun's brows furrowed. He replayed it. Again. Again. Still blank.

"Ron!" he roared. "Where. Is. The. Footage?"

"It was there before, sir, I swear... I checked—"

"FIND IT!" Arjun's voice cracked with fury.

His fingers shook as he retried. The rage within him—uncontainable. After fifteen minutes, he hurled the laptop across the room. It shattered like his last shred of restraint.

Viraj smirked.

"You erased it." Arjun grabbed his collar and yanked him up. "You did it, didn't you? You disgusting bastard—I'll kill you. For touching what's mine, I don't need proof!"

He raised his fist—but a hand caught his arm.

"Enough, Arjun," came Rana Udhav's voice, firm. "Without proof, you cannot touch Viraj. He's already confessed it was a misunderstanding—Anaya tripped, he caught her, that's all."

Arjun turned to him, stunned. "So you bought that story?"

"It was said in anger. He apologized."

"Beautiful. You all believed him. Brilliant acting, Viraj," Arjun hissed.

He stepped back, eyes scanning each face, then locked with his father's. "You want proof. I was there. I saw him with her. Trying."

His tone dropped to something deadly. "To punish the man who touched my wife... I don't need anyone's permission."

He grabbed Viraj again, dragging him forward. Chitra and Shruti tried to pull him away but were powerless.

Then—Rana Shiv spoke. His voice was calm, but it cracked like thunder.

"ENOUGH."

Everyone froze.

"Arjun, release your brother. Now." His voice carried the weight of kingdoms.

He turned to Udhav. "And you. Don't think I didn't notice. You didn't stop them. You tried to shield Viraj."

The air grew colder.

"Viraj," Rana Shiv continued, "tomorrow morning, you will apologize to our Bahu. Publicly. In front of the entire household. Along with Chitra and Shruti. For slandering her character and dishonoring the Rajvansh name."

"But—Baba sa, I—" Chitra started.

"I am still the King," he snapped. "Don't forget—if I can make you, I can break you."

He stepped closer. "She is not just Arjun's wife. She is Yuvrani Anaya. And you dared to tarnish her name."

Silence.

Then Arjun asked, voice trembling with fury, "Dadu sa... if someone had touched Dadi sa... what would you have done?"

"Arjun!" his uncles warned.

Rana Shiv silenced them with a hand. He walked up to Arjun, leaned in, and whispered only to him:

"I would've killed that man. Slowly. Breath by breath. But your Dadi was strong—she never needed saving. And neither does Anaya. But I believe you. I know the truth. We just can't act without proof."

He patted Arjun's shoulder and walked out.

Udhav said nothing and followed.

Chitra and Shruti helped a limping Viraj out, but Arjun's voice cut through the air one last time:

"Count your days, Viraj. Her every tear has been counted by me. And trust me... you will pay."

He stormed out.

Ron followed.

Later that evening...

Chitra slapped Viraj across the face. Then again.

"How many times must I tell you to control yourself in the palace? Why her? Why that ordinary girl?"

Viraj chuckled, unfazed. "She's not ordinary, Mom. Arjun chose her. That means she's extraordinary."

"You fool! One day, even Arjun won't be able to save you."

Viraj shrugged. "Please. Bade Papa believes me."

Shruti returned with a first aid kit, unaware of the storm brewing.

Meanwhile, in Rana Udhav's study...

Viraj entered, adjusting his shirt. "Bade Papa, you called—"

Then he froze.

The laptop screen displayed the missing footage. The full footage.

"What's this doing here...?" he whispered.

"You must be wondering why it's here and not on Arjun's laptop," Udhav said, appearing behind him like a shadow.

Before Viraj could turn, a slap cracked across his face.

Then another.

"Not a word. I deleted it from Arjun's laptop. But I kept it. I always knew what kind of filth you were... and yet you dared to touch my son's wife."

"Bade Papa please, I—"

"I only saved you for my brother's sake. He would've been shattered if he knew what you tried to do. But listen to me very carefully—if you ever, ever go near Anaya again, I'll destroy you myself."

Viraj stumbled out.

Udhav sat in his chair, picking up a photo of Arjun.

"I'm sorry, son... For the sake of this family's name, I had no choice..."

But in his heart, guilt had already taken root.

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