Author's Note

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✡ 𝐒𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠. ✡

"𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆?"

"𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒖𝒑𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒏."


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𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 𓍯𓂃

This story contains:

Mature themes
Graphic content
Dark romance elements
Triggering subjects (trafficking, abuse)



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𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ࿔‧ ֶָ֢˚˖𐦍˖˚ֶָ֢ ‧࿔

1. Forced Proximity (Forced Marriage)
2. Obsessive Love (Yandere)
3. Dark Romance
4. Enemies-to-Lovers (with a twist)
5. Captive/Captor Dynamic

𝑺𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

1. Forbidden Love
2. Power Play (Rohan's control and Kiara's resistance)
3. Traumatic Past (Kiara's backstory)
4. Redemption Arc (Rohan's journey)
5. Love Conquers All (ultimately)

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬:

1. Arranged Marriage
2. Instalove
3. Slow Burn
4. Emotional Intensity
5. Passionate/Intense Romance


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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂 ᯓ ✈︎


𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀

𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐑𝐀

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𝐊𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐀


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𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𐙚𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒ ᰔᩚ

Mumbai's nightlife pulsed through the city's veins like lifeblood.

The glamour of Bollywood, the thrill of the stock market, and the allure of the underworld converged in this metropolis. Amidst the chaos, a lone figure emerged, shrouded in shadows.

Agastya Malhotra, CEO of Malhotra Enterprises, stood at the edge of his penthouse balcony, gazing out at the city's twinkling lights.

His chiseled features, honed from years of ruthless business deals, seemed chiseled from granite.

Eyes that had witnessed the darkest corners of human nature scanned the horizon, searching for something - or someone.

In his mind, a name echoed: Kiara Sharma. Agastya's assistant, Ahana, had introduced him to Kiara's Only Fans profile.

One glance at her striking features, captivating smile, and fiery spirit had ensnared him. He couldn't look away.

As he delved deeper into Kiara's online world, Agastya's fascination grew. Her confidence, her sass, and her vulnerability spoke to him on a primal level.

He craved possession, control, and dominance. Agastya's thoughts swirled with the thrill of the hunt. He would stop at nothing to claim Kiara.

In his study, Agastya's fingers flew across his keyboard, accessing Kiara's profile. He devoured every post, every comment, and every private message.

His eyes lingered on her photos, committing every curve and contour to memory. A message from Kiara popped up on his screen: "New content uploaded! Exclusive for my loyal fans"

Agastya's pulse quickened. He clicked the link, and a video began to play.

Kiara's voice, husky and seductive, whispered sweet nothings. Her body, a masterpiece of curves and lines, danced across the screen. Agastya's breathing slowed, his focus narrowing to the woman before him.

Suddenly, his phone buzzed. Ahana's name flashed on the screen. "Sir, I've arranged a meeting with Kiara Sharma," Ahana said, her voice laced with hesitation. "But, sir, are you certain this is wise? She's...different."

Agastya's gaze never wavered from the screen. "I want her, Ahana. Make it happen." The line went dead.

Agastya's eyes remained fixed on Kiara's image, his mind reeling with strategies to capture her heart - and her soul. In the shadows, a sinister smile spread across his face.

Tonight, Agastya Malhotra embarked on a journey of obsession, one that would alter the course of his life - and Kiara's - forever.


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