❝𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.❞
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Obsession is a dangerous game, but for him, it's the only game worth playing. Abhiman Singh Rathore, a ruthless underworld king with the face of a savior and the heart of a devil...
He wants me like no other, but am I enough to stay? Or will I lose myself in him, As he takes my heart away?
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Someone wants me. He wants me.
Wants me when my own family denied me. Wants me when everything, everyone left me alone in this world.
And the mere thought of it makes my heart thunder in my chest, like a drum echoing in a hollow space that had long since been abandoned.
I never thought I could be wanted like this. Not after everything. The way he looks at me, the way those gray eyes pin me in place-it's unsettling, dark, and yet, it's the one thing that makes me feel like I matter. He sees me. The real me. Not the quiet, forgotten girl who tried to disappear when her parents died, not the artist who hides behind her canvas. No, with him, there's no hiding. He looks at me like I'm his. Like I belong to him in ways I don't understand yet.
But why? What does he see in me that I can't see myself?
His gaze-it's dark, almost dangerous, and yet... it calls to me. Every time his eyes find mine, a spark ignites deep in my chest. Something foreign, something that scares me more than I want to admit. It's the way his voice curls around me, low and possessive, like he's already claimed a piece of me without asking for permission.
The intensity of it-it makes me question everything. How can someone want me so deeply, so fiercely, when I don't even know if I deserve it? I don't know how to handle this kind of attention. It's overwhelming, like I'm caught in a storm that I can't escape. But there's a part of me that doesn't want to.
What if I do deserve it? What if I deserve to be wanted like this?
But then guilt creeps in, winding its way through my thoughts like a dark shadow. How can I even allow myself to think about wanting him back? My whole life, I've been told I'm not enough. Not enough for love, not enough to be cherished. Not enough to be fought for. My family made sure I believed that, and over the years, that belief turned into a harsh truth, something I carried with me like a burden stitched to my skin.
But with him, it's different. He looks at me like I'm everything. The weight of that realization almost brings me to my knees. He sees me, but it's more than that. He wants me. He wants me-the girl who thought she was unworthy of being loved. And it scares me to death because a part of me, deep inside, wants to be wanted by him too.
But how can I want him when I don't even know who he truly is? All I've seen are glimpses of something darker, something possessive, something dangerous. His gaze, the way he looks at me-it's not normal. But it's the very thing that draws me in. The way he makes me feel like I belong to him, like I'm meant for him. I've never felt this way before, and it terrifies me because I don't know if I should run from it... or fall into it.
