" I never knew I had a heart until I felt it beating for her....."
Reyaansh Rajput , the cold billionare and businessman who is feared by everyone ...always rude and strict ..and definitely not interested in love . What will happen when he unexpect...
As I made my way to her place, my heart feeling lighter with every step. As usual I have to climb the pipe to her window.
If someone had said this a year ago that Reyaansh Rajput would climb pipes like a chimney sweep to get to the love of my life, I would have laughed in their face. But here I was, scaling the exterior of Aahana's building like a pro, my feet finding holds in the brickwork as if by instinct. It was a far cry from my usual luxurious lifestyle, but for her, I'd do anything. And as I hoisted myself up and over the windowsill, the scene in front of me made it all worth it.
My eyes got stuck at the petite figure in front me, wearing a tank top with shorts, her long, dark hair cascading down her back like a waterfall of night, her skin glowing with a soft, golden light. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds as she smiled, and her full lips curved upwards in a beautiful smile. She was a vision of loveliness, a goddess in mortal form. I felt my heart skip a beat as I took in the sight of her, my pulse racing with excitement.
Aahana's look :-
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Aahana's slender figure moved with grace and poise, her arms swaying like a gentle breeze as she danced to the lively tunes of the wedding playlist. Her long, dark hair swirled around her like a whirlwind, its tendrils framing her radiant face. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds, shining with joy and excitement as she twirled and spun across the room. Her smile was a dazzling display of happiness, her full lips curving upwards in a carefree grin. The tank top and shorts she wore seemed to shimmer in the light, accentuating her fluid movements as she lost herself in the music. She was a vision of unbridled joy, a whirlwind of beauty and energy, her very presence illuminating the space around her.
The more I look at her, the more I fall in love with this woman. "How can an angel fall in love with a devil like me?" My subconscious mind whispered to me, "You don't deserve her, Reyaansh. You're a dark soul, a man consumed by your own demons. What can you possibly offer her besides pain and heartache?" But my heart refused to listen, drawn to her light like a moth to a flame. I knew I should stay away, but I couldn't help myself. I was captivated by her radiance, her kindness, her infectious laughter. And as I gazed into her eyes, I knew I was doomed to love her, no matter the cost.
She was a ray of sunshine in my dark world, a beacon of hope in the midst of chaos. And in that moment, I knew I was lost. I was hers, completely and utterly. My heart, my soul, my everything belonged to her. And as I stood there, mesmerized by her beauty, I knew I'd do anything to keep her by my side. Anything.
Aahana's dance came to an end, and with a graceful bow, she bent down, her hands folded in a namaste, pretending to thank the imaginary audience. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, her smile still shining bright. And that's when I couldn't resist anymore.
I clapped loudly from my perch on the windowsill, the sound echoing through the room. Aahana's head jerked up, her eyes widening in surprise as she spotted me grinning like a fool. Her face lit up with a radiant smile, and she straightened up, her hands still clasped together.
