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"You are my heart, Aira. So be careful when you think of breaking it. It may result in your collapse."
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**This is a DARK romance. A full-length standalone novel with HEA and no cheating**
She broke him in the w...
When the night was full of terrors And your eyes were filled with tears
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This girl is a work of art, and I never fucking thought about someone like this ever before.
She looks like a dream. A beautiful dream that is not even aware of any sort of nightmare.
But Perhaps, this girl doesn't have a life of dreams because a mark is evident on her face.
Large fingers are imprinted on her face. Maybe someone has slapped her. The lone factor started an unsettling feeling inside me.
She has surely done an impressive job at hiding the mark with makeup, yet it is faintly visible.
Or I am just paying too much attention.
Who the fuck would slap a girl? Let alone a girl who looks like her.
A goddamn angel.
“Umm… I wanted to talk to you about something.” She spoke, her eyes directed towards me, while her finger constantly rubbed at the back of her thumb.
I would die to talk to her, but not when I have this motherfucker beside me. He does not deserve to hear her voice.
“What do you want to talk to him about?” The motherfucker decided to speak. He is potentially the future king and all bullshit, but I have seen him dump himself in the ditch of mud when he was a child, so respecting him is not that important to me.
“I would tell you if you were him.” She spoke, her fierce gaze filled with confidence. Damn, this girl got guts. Fucking love it.
Reyaansh clenched his jaw. “You heard her, off you go.” I finally decided to intervene. If I don't, this asshole might cause this girl some harm.
Reyaansh turned his face towards me, His lips lifting in a smirk. Fuck!
“Welcome to the club, Brother.” He spoke with a chuckle and clicked his glass with mine as he turned around to get the fuck away from us.
Us.
Calm down, Abhimaan.
Amaira still looked at me, Her eyes slightly wide, The light shimmering in her beautiful eyes.
