THE CRAZY OBSESSION|18+

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Rudra clench his jaw looking down at her.

As the elevator reaches rooftop the door opens, rudra didn't waste any time and drag her out.

devika hiss as he pins her on railing, her back press on it, his grip were tighten on her wrist.

"Leave my hand rudra". She said angrily, but his anger was on peak seeing her with vikrant whom he hate but never shows in front of world.

as he know he can destroy his company in snap of his fingers and he don't wanna face king wrath, not especially when he is still new in this business world.

"Answer me straight," he demands, his voice low and dangerously intense. "Are you with Vikrant?"

Devika takes a deep breath, gathering her courage and steadying her voice.

"It's none of your business," she replies firmly, her eyes locked on Rudra's face.

"It's my business because I care about you," he growls, his grip on her wrists tightening slightly. "You're mine, Devika. You've always been mine."

Devika feels a mix of annoyance and heat pooling in her stomach at his declaration. She tries to push him away, but he only holds her tighter, his fingers digging into her skin.

"I'm not yours, Rudra," she retorts, her voice quivering slightly. "I don't belong to anyone except myself. We're not together anymore. You don't control me."

Devika pushes him away with all her strength, her emotions boiling over. She glares at him, her eyes burning with anger and determination.

"You made your choice, Rudra!" she snaps, her voice rising. "You walked away from me and shattered my heart. Well, I've made my choice too. I choose to move on from you, and you don't get to come here and act all possessive about me!"

Rudra is taken aback by her fierce response but quickly composes himself. He attempts to manipulate her, speaking softly, his voice dripping with false concern.

"Devika," he begins, his eyes seemingly sincere. "You're just angry, lashing out. I understand that. But deep down, you know we belong together. You've always been mine, and no one else's

"I don't belong to you, Rudra," she responds, her voice steady. "We had our chance, and you blew it. We don't belong together anymore. I have moved on and it will be better if you leave from here, just like you did on your engagement day. Rudra gaze fixed on her her words echoes in his ears and he know this will waste of time as she is already move on.

"I'll leave then but mark my words devika, vikrant is not what he shows you, i know him very well and when the day you see his real self you yourself run away from him". Saying he left from thier,devika watches his fading figure and sighed.

"I hope he never comes back like this, finally shown his manipulate side". She mutter to herself with frustration griping on railing cold metal.

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Devika walks out of the company building, a mix of relief and pride washes over her. The interview had gone well, and she had just received the news that she had gotten the job as an assistant fashion designer.

Smiling to herself, she takes a deep breath, the weight of finally securing a job after a long period of struggle lifts from her shoulders.

"I did it," she whispers, a grin spreading across her face. "I got the job. All those months of hard work and countless applications, and now I've finally done it. I'm an assistant fashion designer."

At evening she walks in a cozy restaurant where salomi was already thier waiting for her.

she scan the place and spot salomi with ayush on her lap, she smile and walk near her waving at ayush who got little startled by stranger he turn his face from her with pout.