Her lips parted slightly in shock. Every new piece of information about his life left her more confused, more trapped in this strange, dangerous world he had forced her into. Noticing her reaction, he smirked. “Relax. My brother doesn’t kill people unless it’s necessary.” She looked down, willin
He leaned forward slightly, his expression hardening. “I couldn’t even kill my cheating father, let alone my mother. To say I killed her…” He trailed off, his voice filled with quiet rage. “Never,” he said, his tone final, “ever say that to me again. It affects me. And you’re not like the others o
She was seated beside him in the front row, her heart pounding against her ribcage. The grandeur of the function hall was overwhelming, its opulence radiating from every corner. The red carpeted floor stretched beneath their feet like a royal invitation, and the dim, golden lighting bathed the room
The words reverberated through the room like a shockwave. Gasps rippled through the crowd, followed by a thunderous round of applause and an undercurrent of whispered conversations. All eyes turned to her. She froze. Her breath caught in her throat as though the air had suddenly thickened around h
He sighed softly and extended his arm to her, an unspoken gesture of comfort and reassurance. "Come," he said, his tone gentle but firm, as if nothing unusual had just transpired. She hesitated for a fleeting second before slipping her hand into the crook of his arm, allowing him to guide her ba
Her throat went dry, and her fingers paused. “I… I was just changing,” she stammered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Can you help me with the blouse.” The air around them thickened, charged with an intensity neither dared to acknowledge. He hesitated, his jaw tightening as he stepped closer.
He didn’t relax. His body remained tense, his eyes sharp and searching. “Fighting what?” he pressed, unwilling to let the matter drop. “Fighting all this,” she replied, her voice barely audible. Her gaze lifted to meet his, her sharp eyes piercing his. For a moment, she gathered her courage, the w
But even as her body responded, a part of her remained distant, locked away where he couldn’t reach. She let him have her, let him claim her—but in her heart, she knew this was just another battle she has to endure. “I love you,” he murmured against her lips, his voice thick with emotion. The wo
Good. She should be afraid. But she should also know that running was useless. Because no matter how far she went, no matter how hard she tried to escape… She would always be his. And soon, very soon— She would remember that. Asha**** It had been a week since his call. A week of suffoc
It was rare—so rare that he couldn’t recall a single time he had seen her like this. Even when she had cried in the past, disheveled and trembling, he had thought she was beautiful. A fragile kind of beauty, like a porcelain doll on the verge of shattering. But now—now, as her lips curved effortle
Their relationship had always been an odd mix of rivalry, protection, and unspoken loyalty. Raghav clenched his jaw, his fingers curling slightly. His voice was low but firm as he muttered, "Try it. I’ll have my day too, and I’m not just warning you—I will hide your bride in the future." His bro
That evening, she tried to push her fears aside. It was 8 p.m., and the town was alive with celebrations. The temple courtyard was filled with people, eager to witness the classical dance performances. She sat in front of the mirror backstage, preparing herself. Her slender fingers carefully rubbe
Her chest tightened, and tears welled up in her eyes. Every step she took felt heavier than the last as her mind spiraled into the worst possibilities. What if something terrible had happened to him? What if he had truly died alone, just as she feared? Her instincts, however, whispered another possi
Life had taken a peaceful turn for her, especially after she freed herself from the clutches that once held her down. She was finally enjoying her life with her hard-earned money, choosing not to save it for now so she could embrace the feeling of living without any restrictions. First time in a lon
He couldn’t let her go. Not now. Not ever. But Asha was gone, and no matter how hard he searched, she remained out of reach—a ghost of the life he had tried to force upon her. And as the days stretched on, Raghav realized the truth that haunted him more than her absence: she would rather erase eve
Lifting the bottle, Raghav tilted it back, the bitter burn of wine sliding down his throat, doing little to numb the storm raging within him. He set it down heavily on the table, his trembling fingers returning to the laptop in front of him. The screen flickered as he sifted through empty folders, h
Next, she grabbed his phone and submerged it in the sink, watching as bubbles rose to the surface before the screen went dark. In the living room, she ransacked his things, gathering any USB drives she could find. With no hesitation, she lit a small fire in a metal tin and tossed them in, watching