Kartik Singh Rathore, the ruthless mafia king, was standing in a dark room, surrounded by his enemies, as anger was boiling up his head. "You think you can just come here and mess with me?" he growled, his eyes narrowing as he clenched his fists. "You have no idea who you're dealing with."
The enemies laughed, their confidence evident. "Oh, we know exactly who you are," one of them sneered. "The Devil, they call you. But we're not afraid of you."
Kartik's lip curled in a smrik . "You should be."

The enemies laughed defiantly, their smiles cocky and confident. "We're not afraid of you, tough guy," the tallest of them sneered, taking a step closer to Kartik. "You're just a man, after all."
Kartik's eyes narrowed even further, his expression hardening. "I may be just a man," he said, his voice low and threatening. "But I'm a man who has fought and won countless battles. I don't need to prove anything to punks like you."

The tall enemy smirked, looking back at his companions. "You hear that, boys? The big bad devil is scared of us."
The others laughed, while Kartik's face remained calm and composed. "Scared? Hardly."

He took a step forward, eyeing the group of enemies carefully. "You really think you can take me on?"

The tallest enemy grunted, his lip curling in a challenging way. "We've got you outnumbered, devil."

Kartik chuckled, a cold, humorless sound. "And that makes you think you have a chance against me?"

The tallest enemy clenched his fists. "You're just one man, and we're twelve. You're outmatched."

Kartik raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips. "Is that right? Let's see if you're as confident with your fists as you are with your words.right Rohit"

The tallest enemy, Rohit, nodded, a determined look in his eyes. "Alright, devil. Let's see what you've got."

Rohit charged at Kartik, throwing a powerful punch aimed at his face. But Kartik dodged it effortlessly, sidestepping and countering with a quick jab to Rohit's gut. Rohit grunted in pain, but quickly recovered and tried to land a kick on Kartik's side.
Kartik caught Rohit's leg, twisted it, and threw him to the ground. The other enemies watched in shock as Rohit hit the ground hard. Without missing a beat, Kartik turned to face the other enemies, his expression cold and calculating. "Who's next?"

The remaining enemies exchanged nervous glances, their confidence faltering. Kartik's display of power had shaken them, and they weren't as eager to fight him as they had been before.

Despite being outnumbered, Kartik moved with lightning speed and precision. He dodged and blocked punches and kicks from his enemies, returning each attack with even greater force. He fought with a cold, calculated precision, never losing his composure as the enemies attacked him from all sides.

The fight was brutal, with Kartik throwing punches and kicks with deadly accuracy. The enemies were caught off guard by his speed and skill, and they began to falter. Kartik seemed to anticipate their every move, countering their attacks with ease.

As the fight continued, Kartik began to tire, but he didn't let it show. He knew that letting his guard down for even a moment could be deadly. Despite the pain and exhaustion, he fought on, determined to defeat the enemies who had dared to challenge him.

The enemies were growing desperate as they realized they were no match for Kartik's skill and determination. They tried to land more blows, but Kartik's reflexes were too quick for them to land a solid shot.

The fight went on for what felt like hours, with Kartik's opponents growing weary and their attacks becoming sloppy. Kartik, while growing weary, continued to fight with unwavering focus, his attacks becoming even more precise and strategic.

Kartik staggered a bit as he heard the sound of the shot. He turned to see Rohit holding a handgun, a cocky smile on his face. The other enemies recovered and surrounded him again, still keeping their distance.

"Looks like we've got you now," Rohit taunted, a hint of triumph in his eyes. "You're outmatched, devil. Give up already."

"Coward , that's what are Rohit . Attacking from back . So unmanly " Kartik said while glaring at Rohit

Kartik's eyes narrowed as he surveyed the scene. "You think a little gun could stop me?" he said scornfully.

Before Rohit could react, Kartik lunged forward with lightning speed. With a few precise movements, he had disarmed Rohit and had him pinned on the ground.

He took the gun from Rohit's hands, a cold smile playing on his lips. "You should have known better than to challenge me."

Rohit's face went pale as he realized his mistake. He struggled to get free, but Kartik's grip was ironclad.

"It's over," Kartik said quietly. "You should have never come here. You and your little group of idiots."

Kartik stood up, towering over Rohit, who was still on the ground, trembling with fear.

"Any last words?" Kartik asked, his eyes cold and unforgiving. Rohit shook his head, his expression terrified. He knew he was at Kartik's mercy. Kartik's cold smile widened, a cruel glint in his eyes. "That's what I thought."

Rohit's body went limp as the shot rang out. Kartik shot him on his head . And there Rohit was , DEAD , laying on ground . The other enemies remained frozen in fear, watching as their companion fell to the ground. Kartik's expression was cold and determined, his grip on the gun steady.

"Anyone else want to try their luck?" he asked, his voice low and dangerous.

The remaining enemies shook their heads fervently, their fear palpable. They knew they were no match for Kartik's ruthless power and skill. The remaining enemies shook their heads fervently, their fear palpable. They knew they were no match for Kartik's ruthless power and skill. The enemies ran away, their tails tucked between their legs, too frightened to stay and face Kartik's wrath. He watched them go with a cold smile, enjoying the feeling of victory.

He took his phone out but he stared at his phone in disbelief, cursing under his breath as he realized it was dead. "Damn it," he muttered to himself. "Rudr is going to be furious when he finds out about this."

Kartik shook his head in frustration. "How did I end up friends with this idiot anyway?" he thought to himself. "The king of Udaipur throwing tantrums like a child. Sometimes I wonder what I was thinking when I agreed to be his friend."

Kartik tried to walk through the dead alley, but the gunshot wound he suffered had caused intense bleeding. The pain was overwhelming, and he could feel the blood soaking through his clothes. He stumbled and sat down on the hard, cold ground, leaning against a wall for support. He closed his eyes for a moment, trying to block out the pain and gather his strength.

And then he heard footsteps. He looked up, and in the darkness, he saw a figure coming toward him. As the figure approached, he realized it was a girl. She was in her mid-twenties, with long, dark hair and soothing eyes. He couldn't make out her face properly, but he could sense a mix of curiosity and concern in her gaze.

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Hello sweethearts , I wanted to say many things so pls read it while ...sorry if it's too long

Greetings, my lovely readers! It's me, your beloved author, Shree, here for a little chit-chat. You won't believe what I did recently - I took down my book "Yours Till Eternity," the first installment of THE ETERNAL LOVE series, and now I'm in the process of rewriting it. Why, you ask? Well, when I gave it a good, hard look, I realized that it was a bit... well, clingy, you know? You ever had that feeling when you're writing - like, "What was I thinking while writing this shit ?"

So, I decided to embark on this exciting journey of rewriting the entire book. And let me tell you, it's not just any ordinary rewrite - I'm aiming for greatness! I want my story to be more romantic,cute, interesting, and - let's be honest - long. Because who doesn't love a good, long love story, right? (wink)

But in all seriousness, your support means the world to me. It's what keeps me motivated to keep putting pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard, I guess). So, my fellow lovers of love stories, please stick with me as I take "Yours Till Eternity" on the rollercoaster ride of rewrites. Together, we can create something truly amazing - a tale of love that will last till eternity. (cue dramatic music)

And now, dear readers, it's time to bid farewell - for now, at least. But fear not, for I shall return soon with updates and teasers of the rewritten masterpiece that is "Yours Till Eternity." Until then, keep loving, laughing, and living your best life. Yours till eternity,

Shree.