Sinful Love ✔️

Prologue

The scene ahead contains some things related to mild assault  so please be careful if you are sensitive to such topics please do not read ahead.

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I stood outside the operation theatre. Her body lay unconscious, covered in blood, as doctors frantically worked to save her. My voice broke as I whispered to her, "Please... don't leave me. I'll die without you."

My heart was shattering. "I know I've committed so many sins, but I'm ready to atone, to beg for your forgiveness. I'll do whatever you say—just don't leave me, Kiana."

Mein mar jaunga tumhare bina. I can't live in a world where you don't exist. My entire existence means nothing without you. Every breath I take is meaningless if you're not beside me.

Regret gnawed at me, tearing me apart with every memory of her smile, her innocent eyes, her soft voice that was like a melody, and the way her face used to light up with anger—her beautiful face framed by those dark brown curls. Kiana Ayaan Kapoor, you've cast a spell on me, and I swear I won't let you leave me. Not even God can take you from me.

For the first time in my life, I wasn't asking God for something—I was begging. Begging for him to spare her, my goddess. I had no right to ask for anything, but I was pleading, desperate for just one more chance with her.

"I swear," I muttered through gritted teeth, "if anything happens to my Kiana, I will destroy the person who led us to this point." The words came out in a dead-serious tone, chilling everyone in the room. They knew this was the old Ayaan speaking, the one who didn't forgive or forget. My fists clenched so tightly my knuckles turned white. My jaw locked in anger, I stood drenched in her blood, but I didn't care. Nothing mattered except her.

My mother kept urging me to change out of my blood-soaked shirt, but I couldn't move. My legs felt like they were glued to the floor, my hands shaking uncontrollably. For the first time in my life, I was truly afraid—terrified of death. Terrified of losing her.

When the doctor walked in, my heart pounded as if it were my last breath.

"Mr. Kapoor, her condition is extremely critical. She has lost a significant amount of blood due to a deep head injury. When she arrived, her pulse was weak. There is very little chance she will survi—"

Before he could finish, I lunged forward and grabbed him by the collar, lifting him off the ground. "I dare you to finish that sentence," I growled, my voice low and menacing. "If anything happens to her, you'll lose your medical license and regret every word you just said. Your job is to save her, not tell me her survival chances."

The others in the room rushed forward, trying to pull me away. Aditya managed to pry my grip from the doctor's collar, and I let go with a furious jerk. The doctor's fear was evident, but I didn't care. Nothing mattered except Kiana.

"Adi, I'll die without her," I said, my voice cracking. "I can't survive in a world where she doesn't exist." My body shook with the weight of my grief. "Tell Naira... tell her to wake Kiana up. She's her best friend, right? Kiana will listen to her. She has to... she'll forgive me if Naira asks."

My words came out in a shaky, desperate plea. My eyes burned with unshed tears, and my whole body trembled. For the first time, my family and Aditya were witnessing something they'd never seen before—Ayaan Kapoor on the verge of breaking down, crying.

"Will she leave me?" The thought gnawed at me. My mind raced with every negative possibility, tormenting me with images of life without her. And then, her words replayed in my head—the words she spoke to me just before the accident:

"Ayaan, once you know the truth, you'll regret every sin you've ever committed. You'll understand the pain of loving someone unconditionally and never receiving even a fraction of that love in return. You didn't even respect me. Love? That was too far away. I thought we were getting better. I thought we were in love... at least I was. Was that all a game to you? Giving me a nickname, being a gentleman, showing me the 'real'—or should I say, 'fake'—Ayaan. Was it all just a façade? Was I nothing more than an attraction to you?"

Her broken words cut through me like shards of glass, and my heart felt like it was being ripped apart all over again. I had been too blind, too consumed with anger, to see the pain I'd caused her. And now, she was slipping away from me.

Suddenly, the machines around her started beeping frantically. The doctor dashed back in, and I collapsed to my knees, watching helplessly as they worked to stabilize her. The sound of the machines became faint, and then... silence.

The room fell eerily quiet. My chest constricted, and the first thought that surged into my mind was:

Is my love dead?

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So how was the Prologue. Next we will be starting with the 1st Chp of this book. So get ready to dive in Ayaan's and Kiana's love story.

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