My face paled seeing the gun pointing at Sayantika. Damn this girl; I asked her not to come out; if I shout right now, she will freak out. I need to do something calmly.

"Such a bastard," I hissed and took out my gun before shooting straight; the bullet hit his left arm.

Sayantika's eyes widened, but she didn't get the chance to react as I pulled her to me with the jerk, wrapping my arms around her; another gunshot echoed from the opposing side; it hit my new Aston Martin instead of Sayantika.

Fuck, fuck, fucking fuck.

The good-for-nothing bullet should have hit me, but now it hit my...