"Come on! Shoot me, Kashish Amar Rajvanshi! Otherwise, I'll make your life a living hell." Maan's voice, too, was cold this time; his grip on Kashish's waist tightened.

Kashish said nothing; she simply released the safety catch on the trigger, and Maan's voice rang out , "You want to leave this place, don't you? Is that why you're doing this? Because you know I won't let you go? And because today is your last chance? Very well, go-but remember this: if you follow your own will today, then for the rest of your life, you will have to abide by mine."