Chapter 3

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The King's Obsession

As Deva, the King of Khansaar, I stood in the shadows, watching her. Aadhya. The woman who had unknowingly become the center of my world. The woman I had brought here, to my city, against her will. The woman who was my fated mate.

From the moment I saw her in Assam, I knew she was the one. There was a connection, a bond that was impossible to ignore. It was like a force of nature, undeniable and irresistible. But I also knew that she wouldn't understand. She wouldn't accept it. So, I did what I had to do. I brought her here, to my world.

I watched as she looked around the room, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. I could see the defiance in her posture, the determination in her eyes. She was a fighter, just like me. And that made me want her even more.

I walked into the room, my footsteps echoing in the silence. "Welcome to Khansaar, Aadhya," I said, my voice cold and emotionless. She glared at me, her fear replaced by anger. "I don't want to be here, Deva," she said, her voice shaking. "I want to go home."

I couldn't help but smile at her words. "This is your home now, Aadhya," I said. "And you better get used to it."

As I left the room, I could hear her sobs echoing behind me. It pained me to see her like this, but I knew it was necessary. She needed to understand. She needed to accept our fate.

Because I was Deva. The King of Khansaar. And I would do whatever it took to make Aadhya mine.

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