"I really don't know when it all started. I was 3 when my parents died in a car accident and I was shipped off to my aunt and uncle. They were childless and maybe the system thought they wanted a child but no. They were childless because they never wanted a child. I was like an additional burden to them."

The five year old ishani cried sitting on her bed. She was hungry. Her stomach rumbled and she clutched it tightly. She drank water to keep her hunger away but water couldn't take the place of hunger. She got up from her bed and with difficulty walked outside.

She descended down the stairs holding the railing and once at the down step she sighed in relief. She then turned towards the kitchen and spotted her aunt there. "Aunty...I want food." Her small voice pleaded as she leaned on the wall for support.

"You brat go away...we have no food." Her aunt yelled at her shutting her up. But the pain ishani was going through was beyond anything. "Bu...but please aunty. I no eat for long. I want food. My tummy paining."

Her aunt stopped whatever she was doing and looked at ishani in anger which caused her to back away. Her aunt walked towards her and I a second ishani was on the floor. Her aunt slapped her so hard making her fall on the floor.

Ishani's cries filled the entire house as she clutched her now red cheeks. Some of her skin broke due to the impact. Shalu looked at the girl in disgust. "You fucking brat needs to given a lesson." Saying so she snatched her hand and dragged her to the attic. Ishani cried and trashed in her hand but to no avail.

Shalu opened the attic door and held ishani and threw her inside. Ishani collided with the wall and a pain surged through her entire body. She helplessly held her hand and saw the door closing. The inside was dark and with no light. She ran to the door and clawed at the door crying.

"Aunty please...please aunty open the door...please I won't ask for food aunty but please open the door...please...I beg you." Her voice echoed but shalu paid no head. She smirked at her crying voice and walked away leaving a hysterical ishani trying to open the door but to no avail.

Rudra clenched his fists as he heard a snippet of her childhood. He was burning with rage. He at that exact moment wanted to kill them. But his hands were tied. He couldn't leave the girl right now and go on a blood thirst. He glanced at ishani who was a sobbing mess now.

He held her and hugged her close to his chest hiding her from the world. Hiding her from the pain and evil. He had no words to say and to be honest he doesn't want to confront her and tell her to stop crying. She suffered a lot since childhood and she needs to vent out those emotions.

Ishani had her frail arms hug around him and cried on his chest. She was grateful for him to let her crying. She needed to cry. She suffered too much. Sometimes she thinks she deserves it but other times she knew no 5 year old deserves such cruel treatment. "Let you tears out jaan let them out...if you think crying will vent out your frustrations and pain then vent it out. I will not stop you. Instead I will allow you to hug me and cry. But once you vent out all your emotions I will make your strong."

Rudra ran his fingers through her hair. He softly kissed her head. Her sobs increased and hiccups followed them. "You can take days, weeks, months or even years love, just remember I will be there and you will always find me by your side. When you think you have enough crying and no tears left then say to me just for once and I will let you to teach them a lesson. You will be so strong that you will destroy them."

Ishani's heart swelled at the words. She tightened the hug. Rudra knew how much he wanted to punish them but realized they were culprits of her and it was fair if they were destroyed by her. If she kills them then he will cover for her even if he has to take the blame for it, although he knew no one will take a notice of them gone. That what power and money does for you. And if she wants to torture them then he will be by her side handing her the tool for it.

As time went by the sobs decreased and were replaced by soft snores. He pulled ishani to see her eyes closed. She fell asleep draining all her energy. Rudra carefully put her in her bed and tucked away those hair sticking to her face. He rubbed her red cheeks and kissed her nose before covering her with a duvet and leaving.

Closing the door softly he leaned on it. Anger buzzed through his body and his hands were itching. He pulled out his phone and dialled a number. "To the gym now." He barked an order into the phone and cut it without listening to the other person. He made his way up to the gym

Inside the gym he opened his shirt and without even wrapping his hands he went to the sand bag hanging at a corner. He threw a punch to it and it shook so hard and with that he continued throwing punches. His bare knuckled broke and were bleeding but the anger had not yet subsided.

He was putting all his anger in the punches. Venting out to him means violence. Even he was emotional or stressed he would resort to violence as a method to vent out. With a last punch the bag went flying and fell on the floor. Sweat covered him and rudra heaved. He was about to take another bag when a hand stopped him. He turned to find abhiraj holding his hand. His usual cold mask on his face.

"Stop it rudra." He ordered pulling him to the chair nearby. Rudra looked at abhiraj with rage and pushed him making abiraj stumble back. "Stop it? Stop it? You are telling me to stop it abhi when just now I heard the most heart wrenching childhood from the woman who is my everything now huh?"

Rudra was breathing heavily. Poison and anger spewing out of him. Abhiraj fisted his hand and calmed himself down. He himself didn't have a happy childhood and now hearing that some other person who was his brother's wife going through the same made him loose his mind.

"So what will this anger of yours do huh? You think being angry and punching the shit out of thi bag would solve everything huh? Clear your fucking head rudransh. Ishani needs you now. She must be the only thing in your mind right now. Revenge can be taken later but right now you need to support her and make her stronger. Get you head out of your ass and go to her. And yeah I have postponed the reception. We can hold it later." And with that abhiraj turned to leave but stopped and turned.

"Andthis is for fucking pushing me." With that he punched rudra straight in hisnose. Rudra stumbled back holding his nose and fortunately it didn't bleed. Helooked at abhiraj leaving. "Fucking bastard." He cursed and left the gym