Only one day remained before the wedding.
For an entire week, Sanchi had fought with everything she had.
She had pleaded with her parents.
She had cried.
She had begged.
She had tried to explain her dreams, her fears, and the fact that she did not want to marry Kabir.
But no matter how much she struggled, nobody listened.
Her family remained firm on their decision.
And finally...
Sanchi gave up.
If nobody was willing to understand her, she would choose her own freedom.
She made a decision that could change her life forever.
She would run away.
Far away from Kabir.
Far away from this city.
Far away from the wedding that felt more like a prison sentence.
The royal wedding was scheduled to take place in a luxurious palace in Rajasthan, and both families were supposed to leave a day earlier.
Everyone was ready.
Suitcases packed.
Cars waiting.
Family members excited.
Everyone was present...
Except the bride.
"Where is Sanchi?" her father asked impatiently.
"She went to meet Mahi. She'll be back soon," her mother replied.
A deep frown appeared on his face.
"We're already getting late."
Just then, Kabir entered the house.
Dressed in black, calm and composed.
At least on the outside.
He greeted Sanchi's parents respectfully.
"Everything ready?" he asked.
"Yes," Shailesh replied. "We're only waiting for Sanchi."
Kabir's eyes darkened.
"Where is she?"
"With her friend."
For a moment, silence filled the room.
Something felt wrong.
Very wrong.
A dangerous glint flashed in Kabir's eyes.
But he quickly hid it behind a smile.
"If you don't mind, I'll bring her myself."
Sanchi's father nodded happily.
"Of course, son."
After all...
Soon she would belong to him.
The moment the family left, the smile vanished from Kabir's face.
His expression turned terrifyingly cold.
He immediately dialed a number.
The call connected.
Before the person on the other side could speak, Kabir growled,
"The thing I feared has happened."
His grip tightened around the phone.
"Sanchi has run away."
A deadly silence followed.
"Listen carefully."
His voice dropped lower.
"DON'T let her leave this city."
"Find her."
"And if you fail..."
A cruel smile appeared on his lips.
"You already know what happens to people who disappoint me."
The call ended.
Kabir slammed his foot on the accelerator.
The engine roared.
The speedometer crossed 180 km/h.
His eyes burned with rage.
The veins on his forehead bulged.
For the first time in days...
Kabir looked truly dangerous.
Meanwhile...
Sanchi was running for her freedom.
She had covered her face with a scarf and was desperately trying to leave the city.
The taxi she had hired had broken down halfway.
No other vehicle was available.
Her heart pounded wildly inside her chest.
Every second felt precious.
She knew Kabir would discover the truth sooner or later.
And when he did...
He would come after her.
Suddenly—
The sound of engines echoed across the empty road.
Sanchi froze.
A terrifying feeling crawled down her spine.
She slowly turned around.
Her face turned pale.
Ten black Rolls-Royces were racing toward her like predators hunting their prey.
Stay tuned..