A girl who is not loved from childhood wants a little bit of love and a family to call her own . She wants a person with whom she can share her pain and happiness.
Will she get the love of her life ?
Will she find a family ?
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A sound of bullet came and both of the broke the hug and looked towards that direction. But noone was there , they saw a guard coming from the back side of the mansion. He came near and stood in front of Ishqi and Rajveer. He handed a red envelope to Ishqi and told that someone came and told that this letter is for Ishqi. Ishqi and Rajveer both were confused that today in this generation someone is sending letters and moreover to Ishqi , it was quite unnatural. Ishqi opened the envelope and found a letter in it. She opened and started reading it loud, Rajveer was also standing beside Ishqi hearing the words.
The letter :
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Ishqi was shocked seeing this. She couldn't believe her eyes. But she was able to identify the words. That unknown stalker used to call her Baby Girl. That means the letter is from him.
Rajveer's eyes blazed with fury as he read the letter, his heart racing with possessiveness. He crumpled the paper in his clenched fist, tearing it to shreds as if destroying the very thoughts that dared to threaten his claim on Ishqi. How dare someone express such desires, such intimacy, with his wife?! The audacity! He felt his face contort in a snarl, his teeth grinding in rage. With a fierce roar, he hurled the guitar to the ground, watching with satisfaction as it splintered into a hundred pieces, its strings screaming in discordant harmony with his own tortured emotions. He paced back and forth, his chest heaving, as he struggled to contain the beast within. Who was this intruder, this pretender to Ishqi's heart? He would find out, and he would make them pay for their temerity. No one, NO ONE, would ever think of taking Ishqi away from him. She was his, his alone, and he would fight to the death to keep it that way.
Rajveer hold Ishqi's arms, and looked into her eyes. His grip on Ishqi's arms tightened, his fingers digging deep into her skin as he pulled her closer, his eyes blazing with primal possessiveness. "You're mine," he growled, his voice low and menacing, "only mine." His gaze burned into hers, scorching away any doubt, any hint of rebellion. "No one else can have you, no one else can touch you. You belong to me, body and soul." His fingers wrapped around her wrists like shackles, holding her captive. "I won't let anyone take you away from me, Ishqi. You're my obsession, my fixation, my everything." His breath hot against her skin, he leaned in, his lips inches from hers. "You're mine to love, mine to protect, mine to possess." His eyes flashed with a fierce warning, daring anyone to challenge his claim. Ishqi's heart raced under the intensity of his stare, her pulse pounding in submission to his unyielding possessiveness.
Ishqi's lips melted into Rajveer's, her kiss a tender surrender, as she whispered the sweetest promise: "I am forever yours, my love, my everything." Her arms enveloped him, holding him close as she stroked his hair, her gentle touch soothing the savage beast within. Rajveer's face nestled in the warm haven of her shoulder, his arms wrapping around her like a child clinging to a lifeline. He breathed in the scent of her skin, his heart still racing from the storm of possessiveness, now calming into a gentle hum of devotion. As Ishqi's fingers danced through his hair, he felt his tension melt away, replaced by a deep sense of belonging, of being home. In this tender embrace, they found their sanctuary, their love a flame that burned bright and true, guiding them through life's tempests.
