Obsession

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The sun timidly began to filter through the curtains of Adhiraaj's bedroom, yet he appeared unaffected by its presence. Sprawled  shirtless on the bed,he slumbered tranquilly, a gentle smile gracing his countenance, as though he was immersed in a dream involving celestial beings.

The expression of joy on his face swiftly transformed into one of displeasure, upon hearing someone's laughter. Compelled by an uncontrollable impulse, his jaw tightened unconsciously as he attempted to awake abruptly from the delightful reverie. He sat upright and examined his mobile to ascertain the time- it had already reached six o'clock in the morning. With a greater furrow in his brow, the thought that he had overslept and missed his scheduled gym sessions plagued his mind. Retrieving a gun from the nearby bedside drawer, he resolved to kill the individual who had disconcerted his peaceful dream.

He stood in front of the balcony door, bare-chested and wearing only boxer shorts, his disheveled hair covering his eyes. Overwhelmed by anger, he forcefully slid open the door, but his fury instantly subsided when he laid eyes on the laughter's source. It was none other than 'his Raniji'. She was gracefully swaying on the swing that he personally fastened to the tree branch near the outhouse. He had chosen heavy chains and a plank made of exquisite Burma teak wood for this swing. He was delighted to see that 'his Raniji' had taken a liking to it.

He let out a sharp breath when he caught sight of her slender and sun-kissed legs, which were revealed as her skirt had ridden up while she was swinging. Although she did not possess the figure of a model, there was something about her that compelled him to choose her as his partner for life. He desired to utterly possess her in every conceivable manner. He dismissed his inappropriate thoughts and turned his attention to Ankita. She was now engaged in conversation with her friend, whom he had not previously noticed. He found himself inclined to place blame on Ankita for this distraction. After laying eyes on this ethereal beauty, Adhiraaj completely forgot about all other women. His thoughts became consumed with the girl, even after only a brief encounter with her.

He attentively observed the scene in which 'His Raniji' was prominently involved. His brow furrowed with perplexity as she embraced the other girl as if it were their final encounter. This puzzling behavior perplexed him, considering that both individuals resided within the same estate. Nevertheless, he dismissed it, remaining indifferent towards whatever reason may have prompted such behavior, as it brought him joy to have one less person vying for 'his Raniji's' attention. He desired for 'his Raniji' to focus solely on him.

He was displeased by the despondent expression on her face as she entered the house . He was willing to go to great lengths for the privilege of witnessing her face beam with joy, but not at that moment. He was reluctant to help her reclaim her friend which would further drive a rift between them. By the time they exchanged marriage vows, he planned to remove any individuals who sought to gain her favor. Observing her vanish into the dwelling, Adhiraaj retreated to his room to prepare himself for the day's obligations.
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"Who is she?" Ankita inquired Shyamla upon sighting a unfamiliar woman in their new residence. The girl stood there with lips contorted and hands placed assertively on her hips. Despite her repeated questioning about Malti's identity, she did not make any attempt to move from the entrance. Shyamla initially disregarded her query for a few moments, yet Ankita remained persistent in asking.

"I am a relative of your aunt by marriage," Malti responded, acknowledging Shyamla's hesitancy. "Is it Kaki?" Malti cast a meaningful glance towards Shyamla, who simply nodded in affirmation.

"I have obtained employment on this property, and Kaki requested that I reside with all of you," Malti explained upon observing a bewildered Ankita who remained at the entrance.

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