ׂWhen creation collides with destruction, the 𝒆𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 resounds...
𝗩𝗜𝗛𝗔𝗔𝗡 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗘𝗥 𝗥𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗟:
A cold-hearted mafia capo of Vampire Claws, feared by many and bound by none. Yet, for her-the woman...
Please note that the first few chapters are still under editing, but I promise the story itself will keep you hooked. Your patience will be rewarded as the pages unfold.💞
5 years ago ~ Udaipur
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At Rawal Mansion, on a stormy day with thunder and dark clouds, the mansion stood silent, waiting for someone important.
The grand gates seemed to long wait for the touch of an uncrowned king. The beautiful mansion had an unsettling feel of violence. Then, through the driving rain, emerged Vihaan Ranaveer Rawal.
His presence was striking, his white shirt with a art of blood. He walked with a quiet intensity, his steps echoing through the stillness, commanding the attention of the mansion.
Soon, the rain began to fall, as if the sky was sharing in his grief. The downpour washed away the blood on his shirt and the tears from his eyes. Each raindrop took away a bit of his sadness, mixing his pain with the storm's endless tears.
Everyone there questioned him about his appearance but he slipped into his room and locked the door behind him, shutting out the storm and the outside world.
The room was a display of luxury, with rich tapestries, ornate furniture, and bright colors that seemed too vivid for his dark mood.
Ranaveer stood in the middle of the room, his pain and anger evident in his tense stance. After a moment of quiet, he began to destroy the room's beauty.
He threw vases against the walls, sent books crashing to the floor, he angrily tore at the curtains.
The room became a mess of broken glass and scattered objects and He shouted in sadness and anger.
In all the destruction, his eyes fell a photo of a woman on the wall. The calm and beautiful image was very different from the chaos around him. Ranaveer stared at it, looking for comfort or answers. He began asking the photo questions.
he felt weak on knees , but anger burning inside made him move towards that photo with shivering legs
"Why did you do this to me? Never expected this from you...we planned something else right... then how can you end this like this" tear slipped from his eye. "it's not over now. The world has seen real Ranaveer , but from now you will see"
"You played with me, mistaking my love. But now, a transformation hits on the horizon. The time has come for you to see real Ranaveer-ruthless, formidable, and the most dangerous" he slammed hand against wall, his eyes red with anger and tears
"I lost something very precious, and now you will lose everything." he said clenching his teeth and shoved the photo with his hand, glass shards cutting his wrist, but the pain in his eyes was far greater.
