Memories ✅️

First Meeting

Radhika had just landed her dream job and was celebrating with her friends at a pub. As they made their way through the crowded room, Radhika's eyes scanned the space, taking in the loud music and laughter. That's when she saw him - a tall, dark-haired man with piercing eyes, making out with a girl in the corner. Radhika's eyes widened in shock, and she felt a shiver run down her spine. She had never seen him before, but there was something about him that seemed familiar.

As she watched, the man's eyes locked onto hers, and he smiled. Radhika felt a jolt of electricity run through her body, and she quickly looked away, her heart racing. But the man was not one to be ignored. He excused himself from the girl and made his way over to Radhika, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Well, well, well," he said, his voice low and husky. "What do we have here? A beautiful woman, all alone and unattached."

Radhika felt a surge of fear, but she stood her ground. "I'm not alone," she said, gesturing to her friends. "And I'm not interested."

The man laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I think you are," he said. "You're just playing hard to get. I like that."

Radhika's friends, sensing her discomfort, stepped in. "Hey, back off," one of them said. "She's not interested."

But the man just smiled, his eyes never leaving Radhika's face. "I think I'll take my chances," he said. "Radhika, would you like to dance with me?"

Radhika's heart was racing, but she knew she had to say no. She didn't want to get involved with a man she didn't know. But as she opened her mouth to refuse, the man's eyes locked onto hers, and she felt a strange sensation, like he was pulling her towards him.

"Okay," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

As they danced, the man's hands roamed over her body, sending shivers down her spine. Radhika tried to push him away, but he just laughed, his eyes glinting with amusement.

"You can't resist me," he whispered in her ear. "I can see it in your eyes. You want me, and I'm going to make you mine."

Radhika's heart was racing, but she knew she had to get away from him. She pushed him away, her eyes flashing with anger.

"I don't want you," she say in one breath. "I don't want anything to do with you."

The man's eyes narrowed, his face darkening with anger. "We'll see about that," he said. "You can't escape me. I'll make sure of it."

As Radhika walked away from him, she knew she was in danger. She could feel his eyes on her, boring into her skin. She knew she had to be careful, but she couldn't shake the feeling that she was being pulled into a world she didn't want to be in.

And as she looked back at the man, she saw something in his eyes that made her blood run cold. She saw a glimmer of obsession, a glimmer of possession. And she knew that she was in grave danger.

On the other hand

As Rohan's empire continued to grow, he began to attract the attention of the city's elite. They saw him as a powerful and influential figure, and they wanted to do business with him.

Rohan was happy to oblige, using his charm and charisma to negotiate lucrative deals and further expand his empire. He became a fixture on the city's social scene, attending high-profile events and rubbing shoulders with the rich and powerful.

But despite his success, Rohan never forgot his humble beginnings. He remained loyal to his roots, using his wealth and influence to help those in need. He became a benefactor to several charitable organizations, using his resources to make a positive impact on the city.

As his reputation grew, so did his legend. People began to speak of him in hushed tones, whispering stories of his cunning and intelligence. They called him the "King of the City," and his name became synonymous with power and respect.

But Rohan's greatest challenge was yet to come. A new player had entered the city's criminal underworld, a ruthless and cunning foe who threatened to destroy everything Rohan had built.

His name was Vikram, a former associate of Rishi's who had grown tired of playing second fiddle. He was determined to take down Rohan and claim the city's criminal empire for himself.

Rohan knew that he had to act fast, using all of his resources and cunning to outmaneuver Vikram. He assembled a team of his most trusted associates, and together they hatched a plan to take down their rival.

The battle between Rohan and Vikram was epic, with both sides using every trick in the book to gain the upper hand. But in the end, Rohan's intelligence and strategic thinking proved to be too much for Vikram.

Vikram was defeated, and Rohan emerged victorious. His empire was secure, and his reputation was cemented as the most powerful man in the city.

And so, Rohan continued to reign supreme, his name spoken in awe and reverence by all who knew him. He was the "King of the City," a man of honor and intelligence who had built an empire through his cunning and charm.