When he saw Adam snatching his love and running away with the pride of the Mughal Dynasty; his anger pulped with furious rage; land shook underneath his feet with his vulnerability. He pulled his hair and roared shrillest; "ADHAM,"

Jalal waited for Abdul with exasperated fume. Abdul and his troop reached in three minutes. Jalal took Abdul's horse and said in haste, agonizing tone, "Adham has captured Queen Jodha. I am going to kill that traitor."

Before anyone could understand any further, Jalal rode off in search of Queen Jodha; behind him, Abdul and militaries entered the Jungle, searching for queen Jodha. Adham was too familiar with this Jungle, and It was getting darker. Jalal was too terrified and scared just to thinking of the outcome. inside. A line of worried creased his forehead; he was shivering with rage and fear. He prayed, thousand times in a mere moment; Yah Allah save Jodha; enlighten me with the path. He inhaled sharply to controlled his fury so he could find a way to his Jodha. He followed the same direction as Adham took, but within a few minutes, Adham went inside deep into the Jungle. he had built his remote cottage in the Jungle, which he thought no one knew. Throughout the ride, Jodha struggled to jump out of the horse; released herself from his filthy clutches, but compared to his physical strength, she was nothing. Every attempt was futile.

Adham reached the cottage; His anger was at the highest peak. The defeat pulled his demon out. With bloody rage, he dragged Jodha from the horse and threw her on the floor like a ball; shouted, "I will not spare you bitch, everything happened just because of you. You botched my plot."

Seeing his extreme temper and frustration in his eyes, Jodha quaked inside in fear; she pushed herself backward. He leaned down and pulled her hair harshly. She got up swiftly; her eyes got dreaded with coming horror; her body trembled with fright. Tears flooded out of extreme fear. She pleaded, "Please let me go."

Adham was not in his senses to listen. His defeat created a monster inside him. He wanted to take all of his revenge, which he had suppressed since this Hindu queen Jodha came into Jalal's life. He tightened his grip on her hair and slapped her tight. She squealed in pain. "Ahhh..." The entire Jungle echoed back with her shriek. Her lips began to bleed from the corner. His heavy blow made her felt dizzy for a few seconds.

He pushed her towards the tree and screamed with fury, "You bitch; you who**re..." His hatred was much bigger than his words. Once again, he slapped her. Jodha cried helplessly... she looked so vulnerable in front of his giant hideous body. She tried to run away from him, but before she could run, he caught her from her blouse, and the sleeves of her blouse got ripped off. Jodha got terrified of the way he looked at her. Seeing lust in his eyes, she feared further, and energy got filled inside her to save herself from him. She collected all of her strength and ran as fast she could, but her long heavy chaniya didn't support her while running. She regretted while running why she hadn't changed her outfit before coming. His hungry eyes were filled with revenge, anger, and lust altogether. Jodha prayed to Lord Krishna. While running, her dupatta got stuck in the tree before she does anything. He grabbed her dupatta and pulled in a second; he ripped her chunni out from her Chania(skirt). Her beautiful curvy body, shiny, soft skin in sweat, and her deep neck backless red blouse showed her sensual cleavage. His hungry eyes drooled over her breast; his anger changed into lust and sexual desire. She read in his eyes, his lustful devil. She screamed as loud as she could. "Jalal...Jalal..." with tears and fear, and it was already dark... in front of this hideous monster, her strength was nothing. He carried her into the cottage. She bit on his hand so hard his skin came out, and she ran out of the grip that made him angry. He ran like a gigantic ugly bull behind her. Suddenly she realized; she has a dagger with her. He caught her and pinned her to the tree; he tightly captured her hands. He looked at her lustfully and thinking where to start from; his greedy, filthy lips began molesting on her neck. To save herself, she kicked him on his groin with her knees so hard; he immediately released his grip on her and screamed in pain, "Ahhh..." She pulled her dagger out from her waist and tried to kill him, but he stopped the dagger in the middle with his hand; his hand started to bleed. In a flick, he grabbed and threw the dagger from her hand. In anger, he became much more vigorous. He slapped her again, hard. This time she lost her consciousness for a few seconds and fell in his hand. He carried her on his shoulder and threw her on the ground.

She was so much in fear and lost all of the strength to fight against this beast. She begged him with tears and folded hands, "Please let me go... I am requesting you... Don't do this sin..." Her words didn't even reach his ears; his eyes were drooling on her breast. His evil, the lustful desire was visible. He kneeled and pulled her closer from her waist. He started to touch her lustfully on her breast. He leaned down on her; his vast body was on top of her. She was struggling, but there was no way she could even move a bit from there. He gripped her hand tightly and bit on her neck. She knew she has no option left other than committing suicide. She gathered all her strength and bit him harshly, but he left her hand to slap her. She decided to drink poison from her diamond ring. She was about to drink poison, but he smacked her again. Last time she screamed loudly again, "JALAL... JALAL..." and it echoed back with Adham.

Jalal roared again with fuming, dangerous anger, "Adhammm..." He ran like a hungry furious devil Tiger and jumped on him, pulled him by his hair. Hit him tight a few times and kicked him hard in his stomach. Jalal enraged eyes were bloody; he looked like a monster seized over his body. Jalal picked up Adam's sword and threw it at him, and Adam pulled out his sword. Before attacking Adham, Jalal looked at Jodha. Jodha's eyes were filled with tears and extreme fear. She loudly cried with a grave voice. "Jalal, Kill him... Kill him now."

Seeing Jodha's condition, Jalal fumed further. His blood boiled up to kill Adham. He jumped at Adham with all of his force. Within a minute, Adham lost his balance and sword; Jalal yelled loudly, "Adham..." this time, there was no mercy. He flew high and, in one attack, cut his throat; his agony was at extreme; even after killing him. he continued his attacks on his body; pieces of Adham's body were lying on the floor. Jalal was completely quaking in anger. His eyes were widened, shaky, and scary.

Slowly he moved his face towards Jodha. Her vulnerable condition shook him; tears gushed out from Jalal's eyes with remorse for not reaching before time. His heart was broken into a million pieces. She was standing in a corner, still shivering and trembling. Her eyes were yet filled with fear. Her body was frozen out of shock. Her hairs were all open and messy; her cheeks turned red and puffy. Blood was oozing out from the side of her lips. Her blouse was torn. Nail scratches on her shoulders. Seeing her face, Jalal could tell he had brutally beaten her. He saw her dupatta trapped on the tree. Her eyes were lowered with shame.

Jalal picked up her dupatta and ran towards her. He covered her dupatta around her shoulders. Then cupped her cheeks with his hand. He spoke in a shallow tone, "Jodha." Jodha slowly lifted her eyes. They both were in immense pain and tears in their eyes. Jalal softly wiped her tears. Jodha suddenly broke into loud sobbing and hugged him tightly. Jalal took her in his arms tight. They both were hugging and comforting each other; both had no courage left to say a word. She cried and cried until she ran out of all energy. She started to feel dizzy; suddenly, everything began to move around her. Her vision got blurred, and she lost her consciousness in Jalal's arms.

Jalal worriedly shouted, "Jodha." he carried her in his arms quickly and took her inside the cottage. He carefully put her on the bed, then started the firelight and saw a jug of water. Seeing her condition, he was entirely busted inside, but he gathered himself. He knew she is utterly shattered and scared. She needed his care, love, and support to come out of this horrible terror. He wiped his tears and sprinkled some water on her face. She came back to consciousness and slowly opened her eyes and saw Jalal standing next to her. She recalled the awful, terrifying incident, and in fear, she swiftly sat up on the bed and again started to sob, hiding her face.

Jalal slowly unlocked her hand from her face. Then he lifted her face gently; with a faint tone, he asked, "Jodha, look at me." with teary eyes, she looked at him. Jalal wiped her tears, and with a wet cloth, he carefully wiped the blood near her lips. Jodha was still crying, and tears were overflowing.

He realized she needed to talk it out. She was in extreme trauma; he asked once again in a gentle voice, "Jodha, please look at me." Her mind was occupied with the storm that just passed. None of his words reached her ears. She wasn't even in a state to talk.

Jalal cupped her face again, and with a little louder and firm tone, he said, "Jodha look at me." She heard him this time; after a few seconds, she lifted her eyes. Jalal was still holding her face firmly. He spoke in a comforting tone. "Jodha, nothing has happened, and you are safe. Don't worry... I am with you... you were so brave; you saved my life today; I am so proud of you. You don't need to cry and have any fear. Now I am with you."

Hearing Jalal's words, she finally said while sobbing in breaking words, "Jalal... Adham..." she tried to talk, but words were stuck in her throat. Fear took over her so much; she could not speak further. she couldn't finish her words and again cried out loudly. Jalal took her in his arms and caressed her back, and let her cry for a while. He realized she needed to talk about the incident, but she needed to sob; take out her fear. She screamed and cried for long in his warmth; his gentle care was comforting her pain. A few minutes later, he broke the hug and asked with concern even though she knew the answer; he wanted her to talk. "Jodha, did he hurt you... did he slap you?"

Jodha loudly cried and replied, "Yes... He did, Jalal. he hurt me a lot; he hit me, slapped me, pushed me, kicked me. He harshly dragged me from the ground...and... and... he...he...then...he touched me forcefully. I was about to drink poison from my ring when I heard your roar."

After hearing what she had gone through, his heart shattered into many pieces; his eyes got moist with a weighty voice; he said, "Jodha... if something would have happened to you, then I would have died at that second. When I was searching for you, I have died a million times out of fear. For the first time, I have realized what is called fear. Jodha, I was petrified and worried.

Jalal was still caressing her on her back and hair. With his warm touch. His closeness and his care and love. She felt better; she comprehends; her purity still intact; she was not ruined. He arrived before he could taint her. After a few minutes, she lay down on the bed, and Jalal sat next to her on the bed. One by one, he took off all her jewelry. He also took off his kurta and jewelry and laid down next to her. Her innocent swollen face and fingerprints on her face, seeing her condition tears rolled out again from his eyes. He caressed her hair and face softly. As soon as she closed her eyes, a horrifying image of Adham came in front of her eyes. Instantly she opened her eyes and hugged Jalal tightly and hid in his chest out of fear. Jalal immediately realized she is still thinking about it. He softly whispered, "Jodha... don't worry... he is dead... and I am with you..." tears were still drowning out of her eyes, thinking what would have happened if he hadn't come on time. He felt warm tears on his chest; it was unbearable for him to see her condition; it was breaking him apart. He softly wiped her tears and said in an assuring tone, "Jodha, I will always protect you; worse is over. I am with you... don't be scared... Just have faith in me."

She said while crying, "Jalal, I knew you would come to save me, and I do have faith in you, and I am not scared, but he is still coming in my vision. Jalal, please hug me; hug me tight and take me in your warmth." He kissed her forehead and took her in his embrace, and squeezed her closer to him. He realized she wanted to feel protected; she was still feeling insecure.

Jalal whispered, "Jodha, I love you more than my life. You will always stay protected in my arms like this; close your eyes and think about our beautiful moments together. Remember how we met. How we confessed our love... How we kissed the first time."

She closed her eyes, and his words worked like magic. Her fear wiped out as she reminisced their beautiful moments together and fell asleep peacefully in his arms.

She slept peacefully, but her pain took away his sleep. He continually caressed her innocent face. He sat next to her for three hours while gazing at her. Seeing her condition and listening to her pain, what happened utterly wrecked him from inside? He was feeling suffocated. He wanted to scream and cry out loud. He felt guilty for not reaching to her earlier. He got up and stood by the window while looking at the peaceful quiet moon; her words were still roaming around his head. 'I would have died if you would have come late by a second...' His entire body shivered to imagine that; he was shaken. His mind was continually thinking about it again and again; what if he was late? Without her, his life has no meaning.' He said to himself.'I can't live without her. I am nothing without her.'

His heart was sore inside, bursting with immense pain.

Jodha woke up from sleep saw him standing by the window and his teary eyes. She realized how painful it was for him to see her in this state. She was not in a condition to think that far before.

To give him comfort, she walked towards him and hugged him from his back. He turned towards her with his moist eyes.

She wiped his tears and cupped his face lovingly. Then she spoke in a comforting voice, "Shahenshah, I am feeling much better." then she strained herself to kiss him on his forehead. She kissed him on his forehead then slowly kiss on his eyes. After hearing her sound, he forgot his pain. He opened his eyes and slightly smiled at her. While looking at him, she kissed on his both cheeks. She looked at him with intimate need; she wanted to comfort him and her. She wanted to assure him that she is only his. Jalal was hesitant to touch her in this state, but she wanted him physically to forget everything. When Jalal didn't act further, she kissed on his lips with passion. She strained her body towards him, rolled both her hands on his neck, and continued kissing on his lips with desperate need. When Jalal realized she needs him physically. He pulled himself and looked in her eyes to assure she really wanted to get intimate in this state. When he saw in her eyes desire and need for him. He kissed her back with passion, love, and assurance that she belongs to him, and he will always protect her. He engrossed in the touch of her lips; both of them were desperately in want of each other. Their hearts and souls were wounded profoundly.

Within a second, a passion ignited in their bodies. Both of them wanted to give harmony to each other. Jalal broke the kiss; he watched desperate desire in her eyes. She blushed to see his intense, passionate gaze. He touched her hair lightly, brushing it away from her face and leaned forward towards her, and kissed her back on her lips with a gentle touch; his tongue was rolling on her lips softly. The wetness of his tongue sends sparks in her body. She closed her eyes to feel his touch and responded more sensually. Their lips kiss converted into a mouth kiss. His tongue glided inside her mouth, and played with each other until both of them were out of breath. He rolled his hand on her bare waist, pulled her towards him. She kept her hand over his chest, right over his heart. His heartbeat was making her feel that she belongs to him only; his soft smooches on her skin were driving her crazy, and his manly scent and broad shoulders were making her fanatical.

While kissing her, he opened her blouse lace leisurely. She sensed it a few seconds later; swiftly, she backed two steps away from him. Her face glowed in shyness, and her eyes were lowered while panting deeply. When she felt his constant stare at her, she slowly raised her eyes to see his penetrating gaze. Seeing full of desire in his eyes, she felt so nervous and shy. She turned her back towards him. He slid his hands on her belly and pulled her closer from her back towards him; with a jerk, their bodies collided with each other; he moved her hair from her neck and rested his head on her shoulder, and whispered in her ears "Jodha you are mine... I can't live without you." then he licked on her earlobe with soft bites. He pulled down her blouse from her shoulders and smooched on her neck, sensually. He steered his hands, sluggishly inside her blouse. As soon as he touched her breast, she hissed with a smirk on her face and strained her body towards him to give him a hint to carry on further. His passion increased, seeing her inclination. He rubbed his cheeks with hers while kneading on her breast. She turned her face towards him so he could kiss her lips; he sucked her lip sensually. As soon as his hand nuzzled on her nipples, she moaned loud and, in return, a bit on his lips with passion; then she turned towards him swiftly. His eyes drooled over her deep cut blouse, which was showing her curvy breast. He couldn't control his yearning to taste them. He slowly, from both shoulders, pulled down her blouse. She swiftly covered her breast with her hands. Seeing her quick action, he smirked while looking at her lustfully.

He swiftly grabbed both hands and, with a jerk, pinned her on the wall. His impious lusty gaze made her shyer; she closed her eyes and surrender to him. He put a trail of kisses on her neck in a circular motion; he moved a little down and bit on her collarbone. She whispered, "Jaaalaaal..." she glid her hand in his hair and pulled him closer to express her desperation for him. She shuddered in desire for more. His touch was making her wild and igniting desire for more. He moved down to suck on the most tempting part of her body. Sensually and softly, he sucked first on one and then the other breast. His touch created a pool of desire. She shushed mildly and closed her eyes to relish the moment. He looked up at her face and smirked, seeing her enjoying and deeply lost in it. He suddenly bit on her nipple to tease her. She mumbled in sweet pain, "I will kill you." He slowly moved further down while holding her from her little waist. He kneeled to lick on her belly button; he licked on it in a circular motion. His wet tongue and sensual touch were too ticklish for her. She could not bear that torture for long, so she pushed him while giggling out loud. Seeing her innocent smile with a giggle, he forgot all of his sorrows; both forgot what had happened just a few hours ago; he wanted to see her more laughing, so he started to tickle her. He never knew that she was that ticklish; she giggled out loud and ran away from him since she couldn't take the tickle anymore.