Shadowed Obsession: The devil's waltz of obsession

❀Prologue❀

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The Shekhawat mansion echoed with the warmth of family, laughing, mingling with the soft clinking of tea glasses.

Vikram Shekhawat sat comfortably in his armchair, savoring the quiet contentment that came with being surrounded by his loved ones.

Anya was teasing her brother, Avinash, while the other family members and relatives chuckled at their playful banter.

It was a perfect evening—until the heavy wooden doors of the mansion flew open with a force that echoed through the halls.

Vikram shot up from his chair, his smile vanishing as a group of men dressed in black stormed into the room. Their faces were unreadable, their posture firm.

"Who are you?" Vikram demanded, his voice filled with authority. "How did you get in?"

A deep, familiar voice cut through the tension.

"Sasurji, aap to badi jaldi hame bhul gaye"

The guards stepped aside, bowing their heads as a dark figure emerged from the shadows. His presence was undeniable—dark, commanding, and lethal.

Vikram’s glass slipped from his hand, crashing against the marble floor, his face paling at the sight before him.

"Impossible...."Vikram muttered under his breath. " You....you're supposed to be dead"

The figure stepped forward, his eyes locking onto the only person he wanted to be his—Anya, who stood frozen in her place, with widened eyes by the sudden intrusion.

The man began to walk forward, his boots heavy against the marble floor, each step measured and deliberate.

Vikram's instinct kicked in. "Stop! You can't just..." He move to block the stranger's path, unaware of the power and danger he was challenging.

Before Vikram could take another step, one of the guards swiftly raised a gun, pointing it directly at him. In an instant, the rest of the guards followed suit, aiming their weapons at the entire family—except for Anya.

"Take them away" the man ordered, his voice calm but commanding, his eyes set on Anya.

The guards herded the whole family to the far end of the room, keeping their guns trained on them, while he continued his slow, unhurried approach toward Anya.

While Vikram and Avinash struggled against the guards' grip, panic flashed in their eyes. Vikram demanded, "You better stay away from my daughter! What do you even want?"

The man’s gaze shifted back to Vikram. "I told you," his voice was a low, dangerous whisper, "you would regret crossing me."

The weight of his words hung heavy in the room, sinking into Vikram as the realization of this man’s power crashed down on him.

Without waiting for a response, the man slowly turned his head, his eyes burning with cold intensity as he looked directly at Anya. The weight of his gaze was enough to send a shiver down her spine. Her heart raced, but she couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak.

With each deliberate step, he closed the distance between them. Anya’s pulse thundered in her ears as she felt the walls closing in on her. She backed away, only to find herself trapped, the cold surface of the wall pressing against her back.

"Yo..you...."her voice trembled, barely a whisper. "You're alive?"

His lips barely moved as he leaned closer, his breath warm against her ear. "Very much alive, sweetheart."

His hand came up, caging her between the wall and his overwhelming presence. He tilted his head, his voice barely above a whisper, yet it carried the weight of all his unsaid intentions.

"I've come to take back, what's mine"

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Thank you for diving into the world of *Shadowed Obsession - The Devil's Waltz Obsession*. I hope you like it, The prologue has given you a glimpse of the dark and intense journey that awaits. Now, as the shadows begin to lift, the story of Anya and the enigmatic force that has disrupted her life will unfold.

Stay with us as we delve into the aftermath of that fateful night. The threads of mystery and passion will weave together in unexpected ways, revealing secrets, desires, and the unrelenting pursuit of power.

Turn the page and step into the first chapter, where the story begins. Where the consequences begin to unravel, and the true depth of the story starts to emerge.

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