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"Sunny!!" Sid called out loudly, his booming voice echoing across the walls of the warehouse, making those four men scared.

"Keep them here and I want them alive. I will return after dropping my girl home." Sid ordered and walked out.

Parth turned to his brother in confusion.

"Why did you bring her here today out of all days, bhai? She must already be overwhelmed and emotionally drained after that paparazzi stunt." Parth said.

"I know she must be overwhelmed after all that happened today. But I wanted her to see that nothing that ever hurts her will get away scot free." Siddharth said. Parth still couldn't understand his brother's twisted ways of thinking.

"What about you bhai?" Parth asked sarcastically and Siddharth frowned.

"What about me?" Siddharth asked in confusion.

"You just said nothing that hurts her will get away scot free. You are the one who hurt her the most, bhai." Parth couldn't help but point it out.

Siddharth let out a self deprecating chuckle.

"Who said I am getting away scot free? Isn't my love being rejected a punishment for me? Isn't Nidhi ignoring all my attempts at getting to her a punishment for me? Isn't her behaviour as if I don't even exist for her a punishment for me?" Siddharth asked and for a moment Parth felt pity for his brother.

"Bhai.. I didn't.." Parth trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"It's okay, Parth. Whatever you just said is true. And I don't believe my punishment is over. I will take whatever she throws my way and wait until she is ready to trust me again." Siddharth said.

"I hope that happens soon.." Parth said.

"I hope so too.." Sid said hopefully.

"Let's go. They must be waiting for us outside." Parth said.

Siddharth's phone rang at that moment. It was Ansh. His face darkened hearing the news from the other side.

"Damn it!" Siddharth cursed under his breath.

"What is it, bhai?" Parth asked.

"Some photographs are leaked." Siddharth grit out through his clenched teeth.

"How? Mukul must have confiscated all the cameras." Parth said, knowing how perfect Mukul is with his job.

"This is not through tabloids. This is through social media. Some photographs taken with mobile phones. Mukul said the pictures are grainy and Nidhi is not exactly identifiable. Moreover the pictures are of me covering her. I just hope things are under control until I call a press meet." Siddharth said.

The drive towards Kurla was tense and silent. Nidhi could see Siddharth's fists clenching and unclenching on the steering wheel. She was so sure something had happened. And she has a premonition that it is related to her.

"What is it?" Nidhi asked, not beating around the bush.

Siddharth looked at her and saw her staring straight into his eyes. He knew there was no point lying to her.

So, he told her what Mukul told him.

Nidhi took deep breaths to control her emotions.

Siddharth reached for her hand and held it tightly.

"I promise you Nidhi, no harm will come to yours or your family's reputation. This is Siddharth Singh Raichand's promise." Siddharth vowed once again and for some reason Nidhi believed him.

As they neared Kurla, Nidhi asked him to stop the vehicle.

"I will drop you home," Siddharth said.

"No. It would only worsen things." Nidhi said and got out of the car, along with Priya.

As Nidhi and Priya stepped foot into Kurla, everything seemed normal.

Probably because nobody could recognise Nidhi in the photographs. But if anybody names her, things would all get out of control.

****

After dropping Nidhi and Priya, Siddharth sped through the traffic towards Rey Designs.

He marched up the stairs towards his cabin, Mukul, Ansh and Parth hot on his heels.

None of the employees could look up at him, seeing his clenched face.

"Who the hell is behind this?" Siddharth demanded, as soon as the cabin door closed behind them.

"How the hell did the paparazzi reach here so quickly?" Siddharth shot again, before Mukul could answer him.

"It is not exactly clear, Sid. But most of the channels received the information from a reporter of Channel V. Her name is Lakshya Shenoy. A quick look through her social media account revealed a photograph of her with Daksha. I don't have any proof that it is Daksha. Because the information was passed from a local telephone booth. But it is a couple of blocks away from Rey Designs. So all doubts point at Daksha. But as I said, there are no solid proofs. I am having the CCTV footage of the area checked right now to see if Daksha used the telephone booth." Mukul passed on the information collected so far.

"Have Daksha and Tara watched. Get a single proof against them and I am going to make their life a hell." Siddharth said through clenched teeth.

"On it, Sid," Mukul said.

"And Mukul, call a press meet." Siddharth said.

"Date and time?" Mukul asked, without skipping a beat.

"Tomorrow. Sharp ten in the morning. I need all the main media people here. Inform Bhavna also. I need her by my side during the press meet." Siddharth said.

Elsewhere Viraj watched the photographs with horror.

Even when the news of Sid being in love got out, he still had a hope that it was simply a rumour.

But now, seeing the picture of a woman wrapped in his arms like a porcelain doll, he felt all his plans of the past few years going down the drain.

"No.. I will never let this happen. Siddharth Singh Raichand will never have a family of his. I will never let him have that." Viraj spoke to himself like a mad man.

There is no way he could let all that wealth slip out of his fingers.

He had played the family's golden boy rule for years. How can his years worth of effort go to waste?

No way!

I am coming, Siddharth Singh Raichand!!

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