Page 10 of Twisted Bonds

Mihir calmly removed the gold chain from his neck. But before handing it over, he removed the Thakvar insignia ring, which he had put as a pendant in the gold chain. He slipped it into his pocket.

“Give that one too!” the man demanded.

Mihir looked at the masked men. “You can take the gold chain, but I cannot give the ring. It is important to me.” The Thakvar insignia ring was an important part of his heritage.

The men looked at him menacingly.

“We don’t care if it’s important to you,” a man growled. “Give it or you’ll die!”

“No,” Mihir replied calmly. “I won’t give the ring. Take everything else that you want.”

The two men looked furious. “Then we’ll take the ring from your dead body!”

The men lunged forward.

Mihir kicked the men in their stomachs. The men fell back, bent over in pain.

“We’re gonna kill you!” the man holding the knife said before getting up and attacking again.

Mihir held the man’s wrist and punched him again in the stomach before letting a flying kick to the other man’s jaw. Mihir was careful to avoid punching the men’s noses because it could cause their noses to bleed. Mihir didn’t want any blood on his clothes on the first day of his job.

The men fell to the ground, groaning in pain. When they looked at him, there was no longer anger in their eyes. Only fear, along with pain.

“Don’t hurt us! Here, take back your things.” They threw his wallet and gold chain in front of him.

He picked his things from the ground and put them in his jacket pocket. The men got up and were backing away when Mihir heard a shout.

“Stop!” a familiar feminine voice shouted.

Mihir turned and saw Chitra running towards him. Before he could stop her, she stood before him with her arms spread protectively.

“Don’t hurt him!” she said. “He’s new here. I’ll give you money.”

The men looked at Chitra in shocked surprise before raising their eyes to look at Mihir. Their eyes widened, seeing a frown on Mihir’s face.

Until then, Mihir had a calm expression because he knew he could handle the men easily. All Thakvar heirs were trained in the art of war from childhood. Swords, spears, and arrows were used in training along with ancient combat methods. He could even fight a dozen men.

But he was frowning because Chitra stood in front of him in harm’s way.

“I’ll give you money!” Chitra repeated. She was reaching for her purse when the men started to run away.

Chitra looked at the men in confusion before turning towards Mihir.

“Are you all right, Mihir?” she asked urgently. There was worry in her beautiful eyes.

“I’m fine, Chitra,” he replied.

She let out a relieved sigh before looking at him.

“You are not supposed to wander in empty streets,” she scolded. “It’s not safe. That’s why I said I’ll come and get you.”

Mihir smiled. “But it’s not safe for you either.”

He still couldn’t believe that she had protected him from danger while risking her own safety.

She shook her head. “I will be fine as I’m used to these streets and people. They know me.”

The masked men seemed to recognize her. But Mihir wasn’t entirely sure if she would be safe on her own from thieves.

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