Night had fallen like a velvet blanket over the city, but for Zain, there was no rest.Every shadow whispered her name — Hadia — the girl who had vanished, the ghost who had become a weapon.
He paced the alleyways, heart burning, mind sharp.She wasn't just alive…She was untouchable, dangerous, completely transformed.
Meanwhile, Hadia moved silently through the streets.Every corner she turned, every enemy she eliminated, echoed her wrath.Her heart, however, was in chaos.Zain had seen her — seen the mafia she had become — yet he refused to back down.
She whispered into the night, "I'm not that girl you knew anymore.I'm the storm. And I won't be tamed."
Zain stepped closer, ignoring the danger, ignoring the bullets whizzing past.He reached for her hand — just once.Hadia spun, blade glinting under the streetlight.
"I warned you," she hissed, "stay away, or you'll regret it."
Zain didn't flinch.He leaned closer, voice rough, intense:"I don't care about your walls, Hadia.I'll burn with you, fight with you… I don't care if it destroys me.Because I can't let you go."
Her eyes widened — not with fear, but with a spark she hadn't felt in months.
Aroohi watched from the shadows, heart pounding.Ahil stood beside her, jaw tight.Neither of them could believe the scene unfolding:Zain, confronting the mafia queen in the middle of the city streets…Hadia, balancing anger, desire, and vengeance in one impossible storm.
Aroohi whispered, "This… this is insane.They're going to destroy each other."
Ahil's eyes darkened. "Or they'll destroy everyone else first."
Zain's hand brushed against Hadia's.She froze — part of her wanted to push him away, part of her wanted to melt into him.But trust was gone, broken months ago.So she stepped back, whispering:"Don't follow me. Don't even think about it."
Zain smirked, shadowed by the city lights."I'm not following, Hadia.I'm coming for you.Wherever you go, whatever you become… I'll find you."
The wind carried a distant gunshot.Hadia's lips curled into a dangerous smile."Good. Then let's see who survives the night."
And with that, the storm of passion, revenge, and chaos had only begun.