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Her lotus shaped eyes glimmered under the sun while her lips curved up at the golden nameplate attached to the pillar of the mansion's wall. It read 'Dr. Anika Roy Chowdhury'. Her thumb caressed the black bold italic letters as she mumbled, "You see maa, papa? Your daughter is successful today. You both won. Your hardwork won but where are you two?" The unshed tears rolled down her apple cheeks. _______________________________________
Dr. Anika Roy Chowdhury; the woman who possessed a pair of charcoal black orbs glimmered in its chilly intensity. Wavy mid-length hair cascading down the shoulders framed her smoothly sculpted face; a button nose complemented her lotus like orbs. The pale ivory texture of her skin shone under the morning soft rays and the golden afternoon rays hiding the scars they held years ago.
Beneath the icy intensity of her magenta aura, she hid the scars and secrets unknown to the world.
Her fingers held enough power to ruin a life in seconds inviting the name: Devil in the body of a goddess.
There was rarely someone who saw a smile on her full lips except the smirk gracing them with its presence when she witnessed her opponent's downfall.
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His steel-grey deep set eyes, held the power of inducing submission from whoever gazed at them. The icy demeanor his calmly composed expressions held hid his true intentions lurking behind.
The moment he steps in, the power and the fame he held never missed to gain one's attention. His striking features and fit body had created a huge female fan following; be it on social media or in reality despite his ignorance towards them.
He believed himself enough of sending chills to anybody standing straight in front of him.
His cruelty invited him the name: Lucifer in a man's form. However, this name painted a contrast to his soft nature towards his beloved ones.
One who has known him well would pin point the fact that his destruction knew no bounds at the times of his untamed rage.
Being a man of morals and principles, he has always been known to stick to his words, even if the world had to be burnt down.
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What will you do when someone from your shadowed yesterday forces you to tie knots with them providing you nothing but helplessness?
