RUTHLESSLY MINE

The Night Everything Broke

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This chapter is where everything starts collapsing at once. No more slow tension. No more guessing games. It’s action, betrayal, decisions… and consequences.

Let’s go.

Phase – I

★★★

AARA

Arjun’s Safehouse 2:32 AM

The moment the masked man said those words something inside the room snapped. It wasn’t just tension anymore it was a full trigger.

Guns lifted. Fingers tightened. Breaths held and then chaos exploded.

The first shot came from the Keepers was fast and precise. A warning or maybe not. The bullet slammed into the wall inches from Arjun’s shoulder, but he didn’t flinch. His body stayed exactly where it was, standing between me and them like nothing in the world could move him.

“Move back,” he said to me, low and firm.

“I’m not leaving you.”

“Aara.”

“I said no.”

There was no time to argue. The next second, gunfire erupted from every direction. The safehouse turned into a battlefield. Arjun’s men fired first, but the Keepers didn’t scatter like normal attackers. They moved in sync, like they had rehearsed this exact fight a hundred times. Two of them rolled forward, taking cover behind the broken concrete while the others spread out, cutting off escape points.

My father grabbed my arm suddenly. “Come with me.”

I yanked it away instantly. “Don’t touch me.”

This is not the time to be emotional.

“This is exactly the time.”

Another explosion shook the building. Dust fell from the ceiling. Somewhere behind us one of Arjun’s men shouted in pain.

Raghav fired twice, dropping one of the masked figures, but even that didn’t slow them down. “They don’t stop,” he muttered. “That’s new.”

Arjun moved fast. He grabbed my hand this time, tighter, pulling me slightly behind him while firing with his other hand. Every movement was controlled, deadly, efficient. “We need to get you out.”

“I’m not running again,” I said.

“This isn’t running.”

“It feels like it.”

He turned his head slightly, just enough for me to see his expression. “If they take you, everything ends.”

That hit differently. It wasn't fear, not panic. Just truth before I could respond, one of the Keepers lunged forward, closing distance faster than I expected. Arjun reacted instantly, firing twice. The man dropped, but another took his place immediately. No hesitation. No pause.

“They’re not here to fight,” my mother said sharply from the side. “They’re here to extract her.”

“Not happening,” Arjun replied.

The leader of the Keepers stepped forward again, completely calm despite the gunfire around him. “Final warning. Surrender the key.”

“I’m not a key!” I snapped.

His masked head tilted slightly. “Incorrect.”

Something about that tone made my skin crawl.

Then everything escalated.

One of the Keepers threw something into the center of the room. A small device hit the ground and rolled once before releasing a sharp burst of white gas. Within seconds, the air started burning my throat.

“Gas!” someone shouted.

My eyes watered instantly. Breathing became harder. Arjun pulled me closer, covering my mouth with part of his shirt. “Stay with me.”

The room blurred slightly, but I could still see movement. My father and mother were both fighting now, which was something I never thought I’d witness. They weren’t on the same side emotionally, but right now, they were both trying to keep me from being taken.

Raghav coughed. “I officially hate tonight.”

Another Keeper broke through the line and reached for me. Arjun didn’t even hesitate. He dropped his gun, grabbed the attacker’s arm, twisted it hard, and slammed him into the ground with a force that made me flinch. There was something different about him now. Colder. More dangerous.

Not just protective.

Possessive. The kind that didn’t negotiate.

“We’re leaving" he said again, this time not giving me a choice.

He pulled me toward the back exit, shooting once more before pushing open a side door. Cold night air hit my face, clearing my lungs slightly.

“Move,” he ordered.

We ran.

Behind us, the sounds of gunfire and shouting continued, echoing through the building. I didn’t look back, not because I didn’t care, but because I knew if I did, I might freeze.

We reached the parking area. One of the cars was already running. Raghav appeared seconds later, sliding into the driver’s seat like this was just another Tuesday. “Get in!”

Arjun pushed me into the back seat before jumping in beside me. The car sped off immediately, tires screeching against the ground and for a few seconds none of us spoke Just heavy breathing and the fading sound of chaos behind us.

Then I turned to Arjun. “My parents”

“They’ll handle themselves.”

“That’s not what I meant.”

“I know.”

Silence again.

I stared at my hands. They were shaking. Not from fear exactly, but from everything hitting at once. My parents alive. The vault. The Keepers. The war.

Nothing made sense anymore. “Why me?” I asked quietly.

Arjun didn’t answer immediately. His hand was still wrapped around mine, firm, grounding. “Because you’re the only piece everyone needs.”

“I don’t want to be a piece.”

“You don’t get to choose that anymore.”

“That’s not fair.”

“No,” he agreed. “It’s not.”

Raghav glanced at us through the mirror. “We’ve got company.”

I looked up. Two black vehicles were following us.

“Please tell me that’s not more of them,” I said.

“Guess,” he replied.

The chase started instantly. Raghav pushed the car faster, weaving through empty streets. The other vehicles stayed close matching every move.

Arjun picked up another gun from the seat. “Stay down.” Before I could respond, he rolled down the window slightly and fired. One of the pursuing cars swerved but didn’t stop.

“They’re not backing off,” Raghav said.

“They won’t,” Arjun replied.

“Great.”

The car took a sharp turn. I grabbed the seat to steady myself. My heart was racing again, but not just from fear.

Something else.

Something deeper.

A strange pull toward him.

Toward Arjun.

I didn’t understand it fully, but it was there, stronger than before. Like whatever connected us was tightening under pressure.

He felt it too.

I could tell by the way his grip on my hand tightened slightly.

“Don’t let go,” I said without thinking.

His eyes flicked to mine for a second.

“I won’t.”

The moment stretched, even with everything happening around us then a gunshot shattered the back window. Glass exploded inward. I ducked instinctively. Arjun pulled me down with him, shielding me again.

“They’re getting closer!” Raghav shouted.

Another shot. Then another.

The car swerved hard.

“Hold on,” Raghav warned.

He slammed the brakes suddenly, then spun the wheel. The car turned sharply, causing the pursuing vehicle to overshoot slightly. Arjun took the opportunity, leaning out and firing again.

This time, one of the cars lost control and crashed into a barrier.

“Nice,” Raghav muttered. But the second one kept coming.

“Persistent,” he added.

“Or desperate,” Arjun said.

“Same thing.”

The chase continued for another few minutes that felt like hours. Finally, Raghav took a narrow turn into an alley and then another, losing the remaining car in the maze of streets.

Silence filled the car again.

Real silence this time.

No gunfire. No shouting.

Just the sound of the engine and our breathing.

Raghav exhaled. “Okay… we’re alive.”

“For now,” Arjun said.

I leaned back against the seat, closing my eyes for a second. My head was spinning.

“Where are we going?” I asked.

“Somewhere they won’t expect,” Arjun replied.

“Does that place exist anymore?”

He didn’t answer any, but that alone was enough

After a few minutes, the car slowed down. We pulled into an underground parking area of what looked like an old building. “Out,” Arjun said.

We stepped out of the car. The air here was colder, quieter. “Where is this?” I asked.

“Another safehouse,” he replied.

“Please tell me this one doesn’t explode.”

“No promises.”

We moved inside quickly. The building was smaller, less equipped than the last one, but still secure.

For now.

The moment the door closed behind us, the tension didn’t disappear.

If anything, it shifted.

Turned inward.

I turned to him.

“My parents… everything they said… is it true?”

He didn’t hesitate this time.

“Yes.”

I swallowed.

“So I’m the reason all of this is happening.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

“No,” he repeated, stepping closer. “You’re the reason they’re showing their true faces.”

“That doesn’t make it better.”

“It makes it real.”

I shook my head slightly. “I don’t even know who to trust anymore.” He didn’t respond with words this time nstead, he reached out, brushing a strand of hair away from my face.

A small gesture, but it felt… heavy.

“You can trust me,” he said quietly.

My chest tightened again.

“Can I?”

“Yes.”

“Even when your family started this?”

His jaw tightened slightly.

“I’m not my family.”

The words were simple but they felt like a promise and promises were dangerous. Before I could respond, Raghav’s voice cut in again from the doorway.

“Not to ruin whatever intense moment this is…”

We both looked at him. “…but you might want to see this.”

Arjun turned. “What.”

Raghav held up a tablet. “Looks like your mother just made her next move.”

Arjun took the tablet.

His expression darkened instantly.

“What is it?” I asked.

He didn’t answer. He just turned the screen toward me and my blood ran cold because on the screen was a live broadcast from Rathore headquarters.

My mother… standing beside Arjun’s mother, side by side, smiling and the headline at the bottom read:

“Alliance Confirmed: Meera Rathore and Anika Mehta Unite.”

My breath caught. “That’s not possible…”

But the worst part wasn’t the headline it was what came next.

Meera stepped forward and spoke into the microphone.

“Effective immediately… Aara Mehta is no longer under Rathore protection.”

Pause.

“She is now a target.”

The screen went black and the room fell completely silent.

Because in that moment… I realized something terrifying. I wasn’t just being hunted anymore I had been abandoned and this time… There was no safe place left.