Gunshots exploded across the warehouse.
Aryan's men and Viktor's soldiers were fighting everywhere.
Metal barrels fell to the ground.
Bullets shattered the windows.
In the middle of the chaos stood Aryan Malhotra and Viktor Volkov.
Face to face.
Enemies for years.
Viktor smiled coldly.
"So the legendary King Cobra finally came himself."
Aryan's expression didn't change.
"You should have stayed in Europe."
Viktor laughed.
"And miss the chance to destroy you?"
Behind them, Anaya ran toward her mother and untied the ropes.
Anaya Sen hugged her tightly.
"Mom… are you okay?"
Her mother nodded weakly.
"I'm fine… let's go."
But before they could move—
Viktor grabbed a metal rod from the ground and attacked Aryan.
CLANG!
Aryan blocked the strike instantly.
The two powerful men started fighting brutally.
Punch.
Kick.
Strike.
Both were equally skilled.
Anaya watched in shock.
She had never seen a fight like this before.
Viktor wiped blood from his lip and laughed.
"You've gotten slow, Aryan."
Aryan replied coldly.
"And you talk too much."
He delivered a powerful punch that knocked Viktor against a metal container.
For a moment it looked like Aryan would win.
But Viktor suddenly pulled out a hidden knife and slashed toward him.
The blade cut Aryan's shoulder.
Anaya gasped.
"Aryan!"
Viktor smiled darkly.
"Looks like the snake can bleed."
But Aryan didn't even step back.
Instead, he grabbed Viktor's collar and slammed him against the wall.
His voice was deadly calm.
"You just made your last mistake."
Aryan raised his gun and pointed it at Viktor's head.
The entire warehouse went silent.
This was the moment.
Years of rivalry.
Hatred.
War.
Everything came down to this one second.
But suddenly—
Viktor laughed again.
"You think killing me will end this?"
Aryan's eyes narrowed.
"There are people far more powerful behind me."
"People who will destroy everything you love."
For the first time… Aryan hesitated slightly.
That single moment was enough.
Viktor kicked him hard and escaped toward the back door.
Within seconds he disappeared into the darkness.
Aryan's men chased him but returned minutes later.
"He escaped, Boss."
Aryan's expression turned cold again.
"Let him run."
Then he looked at Anaya and her mother.
"You're safe now."
Anaya walked toward him slowly.
"You're injured again."
Aryan shrugged slightly.
"It's nothing."
But Anaya looked at him differently now.
Not just as a mafia boss.
But as the man who risked his life for her family.
And maybe…
Just maybe…
Her heart was starting to trust him.
.