ACP Pradyuman (firm but calm): Abhijeett

Abhijeet stiffens at the sound of his name. There's something different in ACP's tone tonight—it's not about a case, not about duty. It's personal And that scares him more than any enemy ever could.

Taking a deep breath, he turns around, masking his emotions behind an unreadable expression.

Abhijeet (low tone): Ji, sir

ACP steps closer, his sharp eyes scanning Abhijeet's face. The dim light casts deep shadows on his features, making his intense expression even more piercing.

ACP Pradyuman (worried tone): Jab se terrace se aaye ho, kuch pareshan lag rahe ho... (pauses) Commissioner sahab ne kuch kaha hai, Abhijeet?

Abhijeet's heart skips a beat. His throat dries up.

Abhijeet (too quickly): Nahi, sir... aisa kuch nahi hai...ACP's gaze sharpens. he step forward.

ACP Pradyuman: (soft yet firm) Jhooth... Jhooth bol rahe ho tum...Abhijeet swallows hard. His fingers curl into fists at his sides, nails digging into his palms to suppress the storm raging inside him.

Otherside

The Commissioner, Bhairav, is chewing something slowly, his eyes narrowed, clearly irritated. Daya stands nervously before him, holding an incomplete file.

Commissioner Bhairav (chewing slowly, glaring): Ye file to blank hai ???... Daya Tum majak kar rahe ho mere saath.

Daya (POV): Oh shit...Ye kese ho gaya...(sweating nervously, trying to stay calm) N-nahi Sir...vo...shyad file galti se... exchange ho gayi .. Daya looks visibly scared, his hands trembling slightly as he holds the file...(apologetically) Sir... sorry... main abhi lekar aata hoon vo file..

Commissioner Bhairav (glaring, his voice sharp): Daya, mujhse hoshiyari karne ki sochna bhi mat... tum jante nahi ho mujhe... apni yeh file pakdo aur desk pe jao. Yahan aakar mera dimaag kharab karne ki zarurat nahi hai Daya shocked..He gulps in fear.

Daya (trying to explain but cut off): Lekin sir

Commissioner Bhairav (interrupting, voice louder): Maine kaha naa, jao yahan se Daya...His voice carries authority, and he points towards the door.

Daya freezes for a moment, panicked. His face goes pale, and without another word, he hurriedly grabs the file and rushes out of the office.

Outside the Commissioner's Cabin

Daya (POV): ACP Sir abhi tak aaye kyun nahi? Commissioner sahab ko kaise handle karun, unhone to mujhe apne cabin se hi bahar nikal diya...Daya starts walking here and there, feeling the weight of the situation.

Daya (to himself, in fear): kuch soch, daya kuch soch ... Hmmm... Idea...Daya pauses and slowly walks toward Freddy and Pankaj's desks. He leans in slightly, speaking in a low tone.

Daya (whispering): Tum dono ke liye ek good news hai..

Freddy/Pankaj (looking up, confused): Kya Sir?

Daya (mysteriously, with a knowing look): commissioner Sir ne bola hai jo bhi unhe sabse acha lagega vo uska promotion kar denge Aur fir salary bhi double...Everyone in the room freezes and looks at each other, exchanging confused but intrigued glances.

Shreya (eyes widening, not believing what she's hearing): Sir... Commissioner Sir ne yeh khud bola hai?

Daya (nodding with exaggerated seriousness): Haan, Shreya... Maine unhe phone par baat karte hua suna tha... Unhe lagta hai hum khush nahi hain unhe dekh kar or unhe pasand nahi karte.. isi liye jo unhe sabse jyada pyar or respect dega sir uski kismat badal denge..fir kya paise hi paise...All the team members' faces light up in surprise and excitement.

Team (all together, in disbelief): Sachiii, Sir?

Daya (grinning mischievously): Aur nahi toh kya, jhoot thodi bolunga tum logo se..Maine to sir ko patane ka sara intezaam kar liya hai (most innocent tone) ab tum sab dekh lo apna apna...The team members look at each other, their faces brightening with new energy and excitement.

Team (cheerfully): Yehhhhh They all give each other a high-five... daya smile widely.

Inside Record Room

ACP Pradyuman (soft tone): Tumhare aankhein sab keh rahi hain, beta... Mujhse mat chhupao. Batao, kya baat hai? Main hoon tumhare saath. Ghabrao mat...Abhijeet flinches at the word "beta". It shouldn't affect him anymore. And yet, it does.

His mind screams at him—Don't fall for it. Don't let him in. He had already decided—he wouldn't involve ACP in this mess. Bhairav had made it clear what would happen if he did.

"Jitna ACP se door rahoge, utni uski umar lambi hogi..."

"Agar ACP ke kareeb gaye, toh laash bichaa dunga uski"

A shiver runs down Abhijeet's spine. His breath comes out uneven. He quickly turns away, pretending to scan the files.

Abhijeet (forcing a smile): Sir, aapko kaunsi file chahiye thi? Main nikal kar deta hoon. aap batayea...But ACP doesn't move..Doesn't blink.

ACP Pradyuman (softly): Mujhe file nahi, mera beta chahiye...The words slam into Abhijeet's chest like a wrecking ball. His eyes widen, a lump forms in his throat.

A tear—unwanted, unwelcome—escapes before he can stop it. He quickly wipes it away, turning his back to ACP.

ACP Pradyuman (low, emotional): Mujhe tumhari woh purani muskurahat wapas chahiye, Abhijeet... Woh bachpana, woh zidd jo tumhe sabse alag banati thi. Kahan kho gaya mera vo abhijeet?

The warmth, the concern in ACP's voice—it's suffocating. It makes it harder to breathe, harder to lie. For the first time in years, Abhijeet feels... weak.

He wants to tell ACP everything. He wants to confess, to break down. But he can't. Bhairav won't let him.

Abhijeet (moist tone): Sir, us Abhijeet se toh aapko shikayat thi na? tab to aapko lagta tha main cid ke layak nahi hoon...

Otherside

Commissioner is busy with files. Outside, CID team members—Freddy, Pankaj, Purvi, Shreya, and Sachin—are planning to impress him.

Light knock on the door. Commissioner looks up.

Commissioner Bhairav: Aa jao...Door opens, and Freddy walks in with a tray of tea.

Freddy: Good morning, sir! aap bahut thak gye honge naa esliye aapke liye chai ... Commissioner looks confused.

Commissioner Bhairav: Acha? Ab CID wale chai bhi serve karne lage? Aaj kuch special hai ya fir ye tumhare part time job hai.

Freddy (smiling): Sir Aap kab se kaam par lage hai...esliye mai bus aapke liye... He places the tea on the desk and stands there expectantly, waiting for a response.

Commissioner Bhairav (without looking up): Freddy, abhi main kaam kar raha hoon ...ye le jao yahan se.

Freddy (awkwardly): Par Sir, chai... Se aapko

acha mehsus hoga...(pleading) sir plss ek baar try to kijiye.

Commissioner (sighs and nods): Fine, fine, rakh do. Ab jao...Freddy smiles and exits, leaving the tea behind.

Just then, Pankaj walks in, holding a tray of food.

Pankaj (excitedly): Sir! Mai aapke liye Khana lekar laya hoon...aap subh se file check kar rahe hai naa mujhe aapki tension ho rahi thi...ye lijiye khana kha lijiye...He places the food on the desk, almost making a big show of it.

Commissioner Bhairav (frowning, barely looking up): Pankaj, tumhe dikh raha hoga mai kaam kar raha hun ... busy hoon

Pankaj (persisting): Sir, ek bite toh le li jiye... aapka mood fresh ho jaayega. subh se kaam karte karte aap thak gye honge.

Commissioner Bhairav (grits his teeth, trying to control his irritation): Pankaj, mujhe kuch nahi chahiye...Jaao aur apne kaam pe dhyaan do.

Pankaj (sad tone) : Sir plss

Commissioner Bhairav (shouted): Pankaj Go...Pankaj looks disappointed but quickly exits, leaving the food behind.

Outside the Commissioner's office, Daya, who has been listening to the chaos, can't help but chuckle to himself.

Daya (to himself, smirking): Wahh daya kya idea hai tera...ab team es commissioner ko shaanti se kaam karne hi nahi degi... Achha hai, sir ka dhyan ACP sir or Abhijeet ke absent mai bhi nahi jayea...esi bahane mera thoda timepass bhi ho gaya..He leans against the wall, watching the antics of the team members.

After Pankaj exit immediately Next, Purvi and Shreya enter the room, holding a stack of files.

Purvi (enthusiastically): Sir! Yeh sab files complete ho gayi hain, humne check kar li hain... Aap please dekh lijiye, ek baar...Shreya looks at the Commissioner, smiling nervously.

Commissioner Bhairav (without raising his head, frustrated): Kya hai yeh sab? Tum dono ko lagta hai ye mera kaam hai jakar ACP ko do ye file...

Shreya (nervously): Sir, bas thoda sa review karna tha. Hum dono ne poora kaam kar liya hai.

Purvi (not noticing the Commissioner's irritation): Haan Sir, bas aapko approval chahiye tha! Hamara kaam achha hua hai ya nahi.

Commissioner (irritated): Maine kaha naa acp ke pass jao ye sab file lekar...ab ager tum dono shanti se gaye nahi to suspend kar dunga...Purvi and Shreya quickly exit, looking a little embarrassed.

Inside Record Room

ACP's face darkens with guilt.

ACP Pradyuman (firmly): Galat tha main, Abhijeet... (holds his shoulders) Tumse behtar officer CID ke liye koi ho hi nahi sakta... (softly) Tum sirf ek best officer nahi, iss duniya ke best bete bhi ho.

Abhijeet looks at him, eyes burning with unshed tears.

Abhijeet (choked whisper): Beta...?

ACP Pradyuman (softly): Haan, beta (wipes Abhijeet's tears) Nandini tumse bahut pyaar karti hai, na? Aur tum bhi usse maa maante ho..Toh hua na tum uske bete?

Abhijeet (hesitant): Aur aap ka, sir...?

ACP's breath hitches. He looks away.

Abhijeet (low, painful): Kya main aapka sirf ek officer hoon, sir...?

A thick silence stretches between them. It's unbearable.

ACP clears his throat, trying to steady himself.

ACP Pradyuman (control his emotions): Abhijeet, mujhe batao... kya baat hai? Sirf hum dono hain yahan. tum Bata sakte ho mujhe...

Abhijeet shivers. His body tenses as Bhairav's threats echo again—louder this time.

"Agar ACP ke kareeb gaye, toh laash bichaa dunga uski"

His breathing turns heavy. His fists clench. No, he can't do this. ACP's life is more important.

Otherside

The Commissioner is sitting his desk, completely exhausted. His head is buried in files, his patience already worn thin from the team's constant interruptions. Just when the room is finally quiet, the door swings open, and Sachin enters confidently, a bright smile on his face.

Sachin (grinning): Good afternoon, Sir!

Commissioner Bhairav (without looking up, sighing): Ab kya hai, Sachin? Koi naya case aaya hai?

Sachin (excitedly): Nahi, sir! Case nahi… Sachin walks up to the desk and dramatically places a file in front of the Commissioner...Sir, yeh dekhiye file… aur yeh—

Commissioner Bhairav (interrupting, frustrated): Phir se file?..Sachin, pareshan ho gaya hoon mai tum logo se.. Jaakar ACP ko dikhao ye file mujhe nahi.

Sachin (waving his hand dismissively): Arey nahi sir, mai aapko file check karane ke liye nahi laya.

Commissioner Bhairav (raising an eyebrow): Toh phir?

Sachin (puffing out his chest proudly): Sir, bas yeh batane aaya hoon ki maine file ka kaam already complete kar diya hai! Aapko pata hai, sir? CID mein sabse tezi se file ka kaam agar koi karta hai, toh woh mai hoon! Aap jitni files doge, mai utni complete kar dunga! File banane mein toh mai kabhi thakta hi nahi!

Commissioner Bhairav (staring at him in disbelief): hnn thik hai mai samjh gaya, Ab jao!

Sachin (ignoring the frustration, continues boasting): Sir, aapne ek baat notice ki hain? Jab bhi koi case solve hota hai, sabse pehle meri report ready hoti hai! Sabse acchi file bhi meri hoti hai! CID ka sabse tezz offier mai se ek hun mai...The Commissioner clenches his jaw, gripping his pen tightly.

Sachin (acting humble but clearly enjoying himself): Bas sir, kabhi kabhi sochta hoon, yeh jo meri efficiency hai, yeh ek record bana sakti hai! Matlab sir, itna fast report likhna bhi toh ek art hai.

Commissioner Bhairav (massaging his temples, muttering): Hey bhagwan pagal kar diya inhone mujhe...

Sachin (getting more excited): Aur sir, sirf file work hi nahi.Maine abhi ek case bhi solve kiya hai Aur aapko pata hai sir, yeh case na kaafi challenging tha Par maine bina kisi help ke solve kar diya Aapko mujhe par proud feel ho raha hoga na, sir?

The Commissioner is on the verge of an outburst. Outside the office, Daya watching through the window, suppressing their laughter.

Commissioner Bhairav (gritting his teeth, trying to remain calm): Sachin…

Sachin (still going on): Sir, ek baar sun lo na...Kaise solve kiya, bas do minute lagenge.

Commissioner Bhairav (finally slamming his hand on the desk, yelling): BAS! Tum sabne milkar mujhe pareshan kar diya hai..tum Sachin abhi ke abhi yahan se nikal jao...esse pahele mera dimaag kharab ho jaye...Sachin gulps, stepping back slightly.

Commissioner Bhairav (pointing at the door, loudly): Aur agar ab koi bhi andar aaya na, toh main usko CID se fire kar dunga! mujhe shanti chahiye...ab koi nazar nahi aana chahiye mujhe.(Shouted) GET OUT...Sachin now slightly nervous, quickly salutes and rushes out of the office. As soon as he steps outside, Daya burst out laughing.

Inside Record Room

Abhijeet (low, shaky): Sir... aapko mere liye pareshan hone ki zarurat nahi hai... Sab thik hai...ACP exhales sharply, frustration creeping in.

ACP Pradyuman (calm tone): Mujhe yeh nahi sunna, Abhijeet! Jo sach hai, woh bolo...Abhijeet hesitates. Then, slowly, his lips part.

Abhijeet (brokenly): Sir... mai bas aapse maafi maangna chahta tha...ACP frowns.

Abhijeet (scared tone): Mujhe CID mai rehne ke liye, aap sabke dil mai jagah banani thi... esliye naa chahte hua bhi Maine aapse jhooth kaha, sir.

ACP's expression changes in an instant. From concern—to disbelief.

ACP Pradyuman (whispers): Kya?

Abhijeet (trembling): Main bahut sharminda hoon, sir...lekin aap hi bataye mai kya karta yahan koi mujhe accept karne ko ready hi nahi tha team mere khilaaf sajish kar rahi thi, aap dig sir ko challenge kar rah the mai aise chupchap kese dekhta sab... Esliye aap sabko apni tarah karne ke liye maine aapse juth bola... Pata nahi Commissioner sahab yahan kyun aa gye verna mai kabhi pakda hi nahi jata ...

ACP Pradyuman (shouted): Bus

A deep silence. Then—

SLAP!

The sound of ACP's hand colliding with Abhijeet's cheek rings through the room.

Abhijeet stumbles back, his lip splitting open, blood trickling down. Before he can react—

SLAP!

This time, harder. His head snaps to the side. His vision blurs.

He touches his bleeding lip, his breath ragged. He looks up—ACP's eyes are filled with something terrifying.

ACP Pradyuman (low, furious): Aage ek shabd mat kehna...

His voice is ice cold.

ACP Pradyuman (soft yet deadly): Ghin aati hai mujhe tum jaise aadmi ko apna officer kehte hue... Tum jesa adami kabhi kisi ka saga nahi ho sakta...(warn tone) Chiii aaj se mujhse kabhi baat mat karna...jitna durr rah skte ho utna durr rahna ..esi mai tumhare bhalai hai..

With that, ACP turns and went out.

Abhijeet stands frozen. His cheek burns. His lip bleeds. But the real wound?

It's in his heart.

He watches ACP leave, his vision swimming with unshed tears.

And for the first time in his life, Abhijeet feels truly... alone.

...

...

...

ACP's Cabin – The Storm Within

ACP Pradyuman storms into his cabin, slamming the door behind him with such force that the glass panels tremble. His chest rises and falls heavily, his hands clenched into fists. His mind is in chaos—Abhijeet's words, his betrayal, his lies—all of it pierces him like a dagger.

He yanks his chair back and slumps into it, gripping the desk as if trying to control the storm brewing inside him. His eyes burn, his jaw tightens, but the pain within refuses to subside.

Suddenly—his gaze lands on the team outside, working quietly, unaware of the rage boiling inside their boss.

And then, it happens.

ACP Pradyuman (roaring): Yahan etna shor kyun ho raha hai... Sab apna kaam karo...Mujhe Ek bhi awaz nahi aani chahiye.

The entire bureau freezes. Freddy, who was pouring tea, spills some on his hand but doesn't dare react. Sachin, who was flipping through case files, stops mid-page. Even Daya, who has seen ACP in every mood, feels something is off. ACP grabs a file from his desk and slams it down.

ACP Pradyuman (shouted): Mujhe Abhi mere desk mai sabki file complete chahiye...no excuse.

Team (in fear): J-ji, sir…The silence is suffocating. No one dares to look up. The atmosphere in the CID bureau has never been this tense before.

But Daya knows.

ACP's anger isn't about a case. This is personal.

His eyes flicker toward the record room, and his suspicion grows. Abhijeet went in there. ACP followed And now... this?

Daya waits. Watches. ACP doesn't call him. Doesn't look at him. But the way his hands shake slightly as he flips through a random file speaks volumes.

Daya knows only one thing can shake ACP like this.

Abhijeett.

After a moment's hesitation, he steps forward.

Daya (gently): Sir… kuch hua hai kya?

ACP doesn't look up. He keeps staring at the file in front of him, though it's clear he isn't reading a word.

ACP Pradyuman: Daya, Abhi jao yahan se mera dimag kharab hai

But Daya isn't Freddy or Sachin. He won't back down that easily.

Daya (softly, firmly): Sir, agar gussa Abhijeet par hai, toh team par kyun nikal rahe hain?

ACP's hands freeze. His knuckles turn white as he grips the file tighter.

Daya: Record room mai kya hua, sir...kya kaha Abhijeet ne...ACP finally looks up. His eyes are red—not just from anger, but from something deeper. Something painful.

He exhales sharply and leans back in his chair.

For a moment, he doesn't speak. Just stares at the ceiling, as if searching for the right words.

Then—his voice drops. Low, heavy, almost broken.

ACP Pradyuman (whispers): Mera Abhijeet… jhooth bol raha tha, Daya.

Daya frowns.

Daya (confused): Jhooth? Kis baat par, sir?

ACP's jaw clenches. He swallows hard.

ACP Pradyuman (in pain): Woh keh raha tha ki usne CID mai sirf apni jagah banane ke liye sabke emotions ka fayda uthaya. Keh raha tha ki usne hum sabko bewakoof banaya.

Daya doesn't believe it.

No. This isn't right. Something is wrong.

He clenches his fists, his mind racing.

Daya (shocked): Nahi, sir…aisa nahi ho sakta.. Abhijeet aisa kaise keh sakta hai?

ACP lets out a bitter laugh—one filled with pain, disbelief, and anger.

ACP Pradyuman: Maine bhi yahi socha, Daya. Ki mera Abhijeet aisa nahi ho sakta. Lekin… usne yahi kaha. Mere saamne.

he exhales shakily. The memory of slapping Abhijeet flashes in his mind. The way blood trickled from Abhijeet's lip. The way his eyes—so full of pain—looked at him, like a betrayed.

ACP's heart aches. But the anger is stronger.

ACP Pradyuman (heavy tone): Mujhe gussa aaya, Daya... Bahut gussa... Etna ki Maine usse… thappad maar diya.

Daya's eyes widen slightly.

Daya: Sir… aapne Abhijeet ko thappad maara?

ACP closes his eyes for a brief second, then opens them—determination replacing regret.

ACP Pradyuman (Moist tone) : Haan...daya...mai kya karta...vo jhuth par jhuth bol raha hai or use lagta hai mujhe samjh nahi aayega...kitni aasani se bol diya usne...sab (pauses, almost whispering) daya, baat utni choti nahi hai jitni mai ab tak samjh Raha tha...kuch bahut badi gadbad lag rahi hai...mujhe ye commissioner bhi kuch thik nahi lag raha ...Daya's heart pounded.

Daya (calmly): Sir, Abhijeet kisi musibat mai to nahi...kahin commissioner ne use koi dhamki to nahi di...ACP looks at him sharply...ACP snapped his head up, eyes locking onto Daya's.

ACP Pradyuman: ho sakta hai...Daya

Acp falls silent... But inside, a storm brews. Something had happened to Abhijeet.

Something bigger than they had imagined And ACP was going to find out what.

Record Room

Abhijeet, who sat slumped against a shelf, his head bowed, his body trembling—not from fear, but from something much heavier.

His breath came in slow, ragged gulps.

His fingers shakily touched his cheek, where ACP's slap had landed just moments ago.

His fingers hovered over the spot where ACP's slap had landed.

A sharp pain throbbed in his jaw..reminder of what had happened And then—his fingers came away wet.

Blood.

A thin line of red trailed from the corner of his lip, pooling onto his fingertips. He stared at it, his vision blurring—not from the pain in his body, but from the ache in his heart.

It's not ACP's slap that hurts him, but the tears in ACP's eyes and his pain that truly trouble him. It was the look in ACP's eyes.

Betrayal.

Anger.

Disbelief.

"ghin aate hai mujhe tum jese aadmi ko apna officer kahte hua …"

ACP's words echoed in his head like a hammer. Abhijeet sucked in a shaky breath, squeezing his eyes shut.

He had wanted to scream the truth. To tell ACP everything.

But he couldn't.

His fingers curled into fists, his nails digging into his palms. Why? Why was fate so cruel?

And then—the door creaked open.

A shadow fell over him.

Commissioner Bhairav...

His polished shoes clicked against the cold floor as he stepped in, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, a triumphant smirk playing on his lips.

Abhijeet didn't look up.

But Commissioner Bhairav's voice slithered through the silence like poison.

Commissioner (mocking concern): Tch, tch, kya hua Abhijeet… aise muh kyun latkaya hua hai?

Abhijeet's jaw tightened. He wiped his lip with the back of his hand and turned away, trying to steady his breath.

But the Commissioner wasn't here for sympathy.

He took a slow step forward, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he took in Abhijeet's bruised face, the faint streak of blood.

Commissioner (smirking): Maine sab dekha… CCTV camera main...yahan kya hua mai sab janta hun...His smirk deepened. He didn't need to finish the sentence. Abhijeet already knew. The Commissioner crouched slightly, his face inches from Abhijeet's. Abhijeet's stomach twisted.

Commissioner (grinning): Us ACP ko laga tha apni bewakoof team ko mere piche laga dega or mai tumhe bhool jaunga...par aise kaise ho sakta hai...tumhare liye hi to mai yahan aaya hun tumhe kaise bhool sakta hun...(leans in, voice dropping) Tum ne aaj Pradyuman ko sach naa batakar uski jaan bachaye hai...mujhe tumse yahi ummed thi... I'm Proud of you.

His voice dropped, filled with something far more sinister.

Commissioner Bhairav (whispering, possessive): Aage bhi aise hi chup rahna… warna—

Abhijeet's fists clenched against his knees, but he remained silent.The Commissioner chuckled.

Commissioner bhairav (chewing): bus ek baat ka mujhe afsoos hai...Mere rahte us Pradyuman ne tum par hath uthaya...himmat kese Hui uske mere bete par hath uthane ki...(pauses, voice soft and dangerous) lekin tum chinta mat karna es thappad ka badla mai jarur lunga Pradyuman se...tumhe thappad marne ka haq sirf mera hai ...eska hisaab bhi us Pradyuman ko dena hoga...Abhijeet inhaled sharply, his nails digging deeper into his palms.

And before Abhijeet could react, the Commissioner grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him into a tight, forceful embrace.

Abhijeet froze.

His entire body tensed.

The Commissioner's arms locked around him like a cage, possessive and suffocating.

Commissioner Bhairav (Possesive tone) : Abhijeet tumne apne liye aise Zindge khud chuni hai...kya kami chodi hai maine tumhare liye jo tum mujhse durr bhagte ho...His hand pressed against the back of Abhijeet's head, forcing him closer...mai chahta hi kya hun tumse...bus Etna hi naa ki tum mere mutabik raho...mere sath raho mere bete bankar raho fir kyun nahi mante mere baat...ye kisi or ke hath se thappad khana acha lagta hai tumhe

Abhijeet squeezed his eyes shut, his breath catching in his throat.

He felt trapped. Caged. Dirty.

The Commissioner's grip was firm, his hand again pressing against the back of Abhijeet's head, forcing him closer. A predator's embrace.

Commissioner (low, deadly whisper): Chupchap Aise hi raho. Tab tak… jab tak main chahta hoon...

Abhijeet's heart pounded against his ribs.

His lips parted as if he wanted to say something—to scream, to break free—

But he didn't.

Because he couldn't.

Because he was helpless.

And the Commissioner knew it.

Slowly, the Commissioner pulled back. His hand lingered on Abhijeet's bruised cheek, his fingers pressing slightly against the wound.

Commissioner (softly): Tumhare es ek bund khun ka hisaab ab us Pradyuman ko dena hoga...He straightened up, fixing his coat, completely unfazed...mai wada karta hun beta us acp ko khoon ke aansu nahi rulaya to mera naam bhi bhairav nath chouhan nahi...

Abhijeet stared at the floor, his breaths uneven.

The Commissioner took one last look at him—like he was admiring a piece of property.

Then, he turned and walked away.

The door clicked shut.

And finally—when he was alone—Abhijeet exhaled shakily, his whole body trembling.

His fingers hovered over his bruised cheek again.

His mind screamed at him to fight back. To break free.

But his heart…

His heart ached because he had broken ACP's trust And that pain was worse than anything else.


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