𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬

Prologue Part 1

The book is divided into two parts and here's the prologue for part 1-

Amaira - 19, Abhimaan - 22

Abhimaan's POV

My eyes stay glued to the car in front of me, precisely on the human inside it.

My love.

My Aira.

My whole fucking world.

A smile automatically spread across my face as she tilted her head towards me. The warm comfort behind those brown, enchanting eyes is missing.

I am experiencing a slight sense of confusion, this is not normal. My Aira always has a charming smile on her face and her eyes sparkle when she looks at me.

Now she just looks like a…ghost.

“Get inside.” She shouts over the loud thunder of clouds, A raindrop falls on my black jacket and I immediately open the door and settle on the passenger seat.

I fucking hate rain.

As soon as I rest my hand on her thighs, she pushes it aside.

Is my girl mad at me?

“What did I do, Cheri?” I ask and again intertwine my fingers with her, and her expression softens. So, it is not my fault.

“I want to break up.” She wrenches her hand from my hold like it's poison.

Oh.

She is joking.

Yet, the words make my blood boil.

“Do whatever the fuck you want, Amaira but this is where you are crossing the limit.”

“I simply want to break up, I would rather not be with you.” She seems so unbothered by this.

“You're taking this joke a little too far, Cheri. Stop before I lose my patience.” I say between gritted teeth, there is no breaking up here, joke or not.

She shakes her head in a no, “I am not joking, Abhimaan. The relationship we had is over now. I will not ruin my life because of you.”

Ruin her life?

Because of me?

What the fuck is she talking about?

And why the fuck is she saying it out of absolutely no where?

“Aira, enough. Let's get inside the house.” I suggest, looking out from the window, at my building.

“No, I am not going anywhere. You are the one who is going, out of this car, Out of my life.” She shouts at me.

“What the fuck is this about? Did anybody say anything to you, baby? I swear to god, I will fucking crush that asshole beneath my foot, just say the name.”

The worst fate awaits anyone who thought manipulating my girl was a good idea.

Aira gulps harshly before whispering, “Who are you?” Her questions make a knot formed between my brows.

For the first time in my life, I am clueless about what is going on around me.

“Your boyfriend of 2 years.”

“Ex- boyfriend now. But that's not it.” She gulps, looking at anything but my eyes.

This is not my Aira.

Even though the word pierced thousands of needles in my little black heart, it's impossible to leave here. Amaira is my possession, there's no place to give up.

At this point, I would rather not argue, I want to hear what she is saying, “Say it, Amaira. Complete your fucking sentence.” Loath burst through me.

She stares at me with fear in her eyes, yet there is something more wrapped behind them. Helplessness. The more I gaze at them, the more the urge to embrace her in my arms surges, the desire to take away her fear and demons, but she won't let me.

Especially not after she says this,

“You are nobody, Abhimaan. Your father is a normal businessman, he is not even at the top, while my father is the fifth-richest man in this country.” 

Money.

Fucking money.

“And?” I want her to keep going, keep saying things that make me hate her.

“My father can get me married to somebody who is even richer than him,” she choked on her heavy breaths," why would I want to be with you if I can have someone with a much more stable future?"

Stable future.

Although she's not crying, the way she gulps indicates there's a weight in her throat.

“You're nobody, Abhimaan. I can have someone much better than you, I was blinded by your stupid promises that I forgot my worth.” I can feel the anger racing in my veins.

“You want to be with someone else?” The words felt bitter on my tongue.

The rain is coming down, and my eyes are fixated on the foggy glass in front of me. I had no idea money was a problem.

My dad never thought money was an issue. He never desired to be a billionaire, he just wanted a home for his children and wife.

But I did know that Amaira's father is a money whore.

What shocks me is that he manipulated Amaira as well.

Stupid promises.

The small bubble I created in my mind about living with my love was always delicate, but I had faith in my ability to handle it with care.

Not anymore.

“Daddy's little girl now, Aira.” I mocked with a chuckle. “Money. Money. Fucking money. What about the three years you spent with me? Wo bhi khareed liye tumhare baap ne?”

“Don't. I am done. Leave. Right now.” She crossed her arms and looked ahead.

This is not the end.

My ego has been damaged, and she will be punished for it, but I have no choice but to stay here.

Amaira is mine. She belongs to me.

I am not done.

Even if I have to beg for it.

“Money is the problem? I will fucking create a fucking empire for you, Amaira. I will make you my goddamn queen, but you will be by my side.” My jaw clenches, the pressure is so high that my veins might burst out.

“I am not falling for your filthy promises.”

“Why are you doing this? What did I do wrong?” When I felt my world crumbling down in front of me, she stared at me with eyes that made me feel like I never really knew her.

What she uttered next made me believe that I was always right, Love was not meant for me.

With her fierce eyes against mine, she lets out, “I said. Get. The. Fuck. Out. Abhimaan.”

“My love for you, Amaira, has been ruined by your fucking betrayal. You want to be with someone else, Amaira? Watch how I destroy your life. I promise you will beg me, Amaira. You will crawl back at my feet.”

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Cheri, cheri lady
Living in devotion
It's always like the first time
Let me take a part
Cheri, cheri lady
Like there's no tomorrow
Take my heart, don't lose it
Listen to your heart
Cheri, cheri lady
To know you is to love you
If you call me baby
I'll be always yours...❤️‍🩹

Cheri means Darling

In the book, this part will be in Amaira's POV.