"I've been to Paris many times before but this time I found My Love in the city of love."
Ruthless. Arrogant. Merciless.
Are the words which describe 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 the best. He is the satan in disguise with the face of a...
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AKANKSHA'S POV:
"God please help" I whispered my voice muffling in my hands as I covered my mouth to prevent any sound coming from my mouth.
"NO! DON'T! Please don't kill him. P-please I-I'll do anything you say I swear just please don't kill him" She begged 'Him' desperately while sobbing.
They're in so much pain and I'm not able to do anything except looking at the scene unfolding in front of my eyes helplessly.
My sobs were getting louder and I was struggling to breathe, It was getting tough for me to keep quiet.
She continued to beg HIM miserably. It was breaking my heart to see her like that. But nothing could've prepared for the next thing that happened
1...2...3 Three shots. Total three gunshots and he stumbled backwards because of the force.
His soul leaving his body, blood coming out of his mouth while tears of pain were running out of his eyes.
"NOOO!!"
"DON'T LEAVE ME PLEASE!"
"D-DON'T P-PLEASEE!" "NO!"
Uncontrollable tears were running down my cheeks, my stomach twisted painfully, my heart wrenched witnessing his body laying in his own pool of blood.
"Don't leave me!" "Noo no! no!"
"Wake up!!" "PRINCESS WAKE UP!" "PRINCESS!"
Suddenly cold water got splashed on my face which caused me to jolt awake.
What the hell?
ADVIK'S POV:
It was almost midnight and I was going back to my room from my office in home but not before checking up on my princess. As I made my way to her room I heard an agonizing scream and I knew whose scream it was.
I dashed towards her room and slammed the door open and the sight in front of me was like a dagger piercing through my heart.
My little princess was shaking wildly, tears running down her cheeks, sweat dripping from her forehead and her hands clutching her hairs in painfully tight grip.
I ran to her and tried to remove her hands from her hair but this only made her shaking and crying more brutal.
"PRINCESS! WAKE UP!" I shouted her name in attempt to wake her up from this torture.
"PRINCESS!" "N NOO! NO P-PLEASEE NO!" Her shouts were piercing right through my heart, I'm feeling so helpless right now.
"Princess please wake up." My voice cracked as nothing seemed to work.
"Kiddo" A whisper was heard behind me. Ayansh came forward and he also tried to wake her up but failed.
Then he started to look around frantically and in a sudden motion he splashed a glass of water directly on her face.
