Bound by shadows

All Rights Reserved ©

Summary

In a world ruled by power, fear, and betrayal... one name stands above all-AK. Alveera Khan is not just a mafia leader-she is a mystery people fear to understand. Silent. Ruthless. Untouchable. But behind her cold eyes lies a story no one has ever seen. A story of sacrifice... pain... and a truth buried so deep that even she refuses to face it. When Ryuon Shio, a man known for his calm mind and sharp instincts, is assigned as her right hand, he enters a world where every step could be his last. He was told she's a demon. But the more he watches her... the more that lie begins to break. Because monsters don't cry in silence. Monsters don't protect others at the cost of their own soul. And monsters don't make you question everything you believe in. As enemies rise, truths collide, and hearts betray their own logic- the line between hero and villain begins to blur. And in the end...

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Chapter 1:Before She Arrived

"Naam mat lena uska..."

Kisi ne dheere se kaha.


Room me 6 log baithe the. Sab ke paas guns thi. Par phir bhi... sab ke haath thode kaamp rahe the.


"Tum log overreact kar rahe ho," ek aadmi hasta hai.


"Ek ladki hai bas"

THUD.


Table par kisi ne zor se haath mara.

"Ladki nahi hai wo."


Khamoshi.


Hawa bhi ruk gayi jaise.


"Phir kya hai?" wo aadmi phir hasta hai.


Is baar... koi nahi hasta.


Darwaze ke bahar footsteps sunai dete hai.


Tap... Tap... Tap...

Slow. Measured.


Jaise har step calculate karke rakha gaya ho.


Room me baithe sab log ek dusre ko dekhte hai.


Kisi ne gun tight pakdi.

Kisi ne aankhen band kar li.

Door handle hilta hai.


Click.


Darwaza dheere se khulta hai.


Light bahar se andar girti hai...

Aur us light ke beech... ek silhouette khadi hai.


Face clearly dikh nahi raha.


Sirf ek cheez clear hai-

Aankhein.


Thandi. Seedhi. Dekhne wali nahi... judge karne wali.


Koi kuch bolne ki himmat nahi karta.


Wo andar aati hai.


Black coat halki hawa me hilta hai.


Har step ke saath... room ka temperature gir raha hai.


Wo rukti hai.


Sab ke beech.


Aur bina kisi expression ke poochti hai-

"Problem kya hai?"

Awaaz dheemi thi.


Par aisi... ki kisi ne dubara saans lene se pehle socha.


Pehle jo aadmi has raha tha... ab uski nazar jhuki hui thi.


"Tum... AK ho?"

Wo sirf usse dekhti hai.


3 second.

Bas 3 second.


Aur aadmi ke haath se gun gir jaati hai.


CLINK.


"Galti ho gayi..."

Wo dheere se bolta hai.

Usne abhi tak usse touch bhi nahi kiya.


Na threaten.

Na chillayi.

Phir bhi...

Sab toot chuka tha.


Wo chashma adjust karti hai.


Aur kehti hai-

"Achha hai... tumhe samajh aaya."


Phir mud kar chal deti hai.

Jaise ye sab uske liye normal ho.

Door band hota hai.


Aur room me sirf ek cheez bachti hai-

Darr.

Naam ka darr.

Us ladki ka darr...

Jise duniya AK kehti hai.


Next chapter short (Door band hota hai.)(Room me ab bhi darr zinda hai.)Cut to—(Dark office. Night.)(Shio khada hai. Calm.)Assistant: Order aaya hai.(Shio mudta hai.)Assistant: Aaj se…Assistant: tum AK ke saath kaam karoge.(1 sec silence.)Assistant: Uska right hand.(Shio ki aankhen halki narrow hoti hai.)Shio: "AK…?"(Chhota sa pause.)Shio: Interesting.(Cut to black.)(To be continued…)