Sacred Games Of Twisted Fate {18+}

*MARRY ME *

***author's pov***

Arjun scoffed .

" It's because of u ..! Now that woman is forcing me to get married! She will probably BLACKMAIL! Me and tell the media that ARJUN OBEROI SINGHANIA has kept a woman! My image wil be ruined! "

Aayara's eyes widened in shock as she processed Arjun's words. The gravity of his situation seemed to dawn on her, and she took a step back, her mind racing.

"Wait, so this isn’t just about me?" she asked, trying to wrap her head around the revelation. "You’re worried about your reputation and your image?"

Arjun’s expression was a mix of anger and desperation. “Yes, Aayara! This is about everything I’ve worked for. Meera has her own plans, and she’s using me as a pawn in her game. If she goes public with this, it will destroy everything I’ve built. My entire career, my reputation—all of it could be ruined.”

He clenched his fists, his frustration evident. “I never wanted this. I never wanted to be in this position. And now, with you here, it’s like everything is spiraling out of control.”

Aayara took a deep breath, her own anger and confusion melting into a more empathetic understanding. “I didn’t know. I’m sorry if I’ve made things worse. But this isn't just about you and your reputation. We’re both caught in this, and we need to figure out how to deal with it together.”

Arjun’s gaze softened slightly, the tension in his shoulders easing a fraction. “Together?” he repeated, his voice quieter now. “You really think we can fix this mess?”

Aayara nodded, her resolve firming. “Yes. If we’re both in this situation, we have to face it head-on. We need to find a way to deal with Meera and whatever plans she has. Running from it won’t help us.”

Arjun looked at her, a mix of skepticism and reluctant hope in his eyes. “Alright. But we need to be careful. One wrong move, and everything could fall apart.”

Aayara nodded again, determined. “Then let’s be smart about it. We’ll figure this out.”

He sighed and nodded , standing... "Take off my shirt .. "

As Aayara approached, her heart raced, unsure of what to expect. Arjun’s smirk grew as he pulled her closer, their faces inches apart. “You know,” he said, his voice low and laced with an edge of possessiveness, “you’ve become quite the topic of conversation. It’s amusing how easily you’re caught up in my world.”

Aayara’s breath hitched as she tried to maintain her composure. “I’m just trying to understand what you want from me, Arjun.”

Arjun’s smirk deepened, his fingers brushing against her cheek. “I want you to be aware of your position. It’s not just about my image or the pressure from the family. You’re entangled in a much larger game, and you need to play your part.”

Aayara’s eyes widened slightly, her voice trembling as she responded, “And what part is that?”

Arjun leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “To be both seen and unseen. To be a part of my world without getting lost in it.”

Aayara pulled back slightly, her gaze meeting his with a mix of defiance and curiosity. “I don’t want to be a pawn in your game.”

Arjun’s expression hardened. “Then don’t be. But know that every choice you make here has consequences. The game is in motion, and you’re already a part of it.”

He released her, stepping back as if to give her space, though the air between them remained charged with unresolved tension.

Arjun walked towards Aayara with a serious, intense look in his eyes. His demeanor was stern as he approached her, the playful smirk now replaced by a cold determination.

"Do you really think you can control how this unfolds?" he asked, his voice firm and unwavering. "You’re in deeper than you realize, and there’s no easy way out. You need to understand the stakes involved."

Aayara met his gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and resolve. "I’m not here to be a pawn in your plans. I’m here because I have no choice."

Arjun's gaze softened slightly, but his voice remained stern. "Everyone has a choice, Aayara. The question is whether you’re willing to make the right one. If you’re going to be in my world, you need to know the rules and play them wisely."

He reached out, placing a hand on her shoulder with an intensity that conveyed both his authority and a hint of his internal struggle. "You have to decide where you stand. It’s not just about following orders; it’s about understanding the power you wield and the consequences of your actions."

Aayara nodded slowly, trying to absorb his words. The seriousness in his tone made it clear that this was more than just a power play; it was a matter of survival in a world governed by harsh realities.

Arjun’s expression remained serious as he stepped back, giving her space but not fully releasing his grip on the situation. "Think carefully, Aayara. This is your moment to decide how you want to navigate this tangled web we’re in."

Arjun grabbed Aayara's arm, pulling her close with a commanding grip. His eyes locked onto hers, a fierce intensity in his gaze.

"Marry me," he demanded, his voice a mix of authority and desperation. "I need this, and it seems you're the only option left. This is not a request—it's a necessity. We need to maintain the facade and secure my position. It's the only way to keep everything from falling apart."

Aayara stared at him, her heart racing from both the sudden proximity and the weight of his words. She could see the seriousness in his eyes, the gravity of the situation pressing down on them both.

"Why me?" she managed to ask, her voice trembling slightly. "Why not someone else?"

Arjun’s grip tightened just a fraction, his eyes never leaving hers. "Because, Aayara, you’re already entangled in this mess. You’re here, and you have a stake in this just as much as I do. It’s not about who’s the best choice; it’s about making sure we both come out of this situation intact."

He let go of her arm, stepping back but still maintaining a commanding presence. "Think about it carefully. We can either do this on our own terms, or we can let others dictate our fates. The choice is yours, but remember, this is the best option for both of us right now."

Arjun’s gaze hardened as he spoke, his voice edged with frustration.

“Why are you hesitating so much? You’re living in my house without any place or name of your own. If you marry me, you’ll get my surname, and you’ll have a rightful place in society. Besides, you’ve already signed the contract, haven’t you? It’s not like you have many options. You’re bound to this situation as much as I am.”

He took a step closer, his smirk widening.

“So, stop overthinking and make the logical choice. This arrangement benefits both of us. Accept it, and let’s move forward. It’s a matter of practicality, not emotions.”