Sacred Games Of Twisted Fate {18+}

* i ..i slept with her ! *

***AUTHOR'S POV***

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Daksh looked at Aayara, his eyes filled with guilt and confusion, as if the weight of his actions had only just started to sink in. He hesitated before speaking, his voice barely above a whisper.

"I... I slept with her on the last day of our trip," he confessed, his words heavy with shame.

Aayara froze, her body going still at the shocking revelation. Her heart raced as she tried to process what he had just said. She didn't expect this. Not from Daksh, of all people. She was silent for a long moment, her mind racing with questions and disbelief.

"What do you mean... you slept with her?" Aayara's voice trembled as she looked down at him, trying to make sense of the situation.

Daksh's eyes filled with distress, and he sat up, pulling his knees to his chest. "I didn’t mean to... I never wanted to hurt her. But when I saw her with Rayansh, I lost it. I couldn’t control myself. I was so angry, I just... I dragged her to my room, and it all happened so fast. I didn't know what I was doing. I couldn’t breathe when I saw them together... And then... then I hurt her." His voice cracked with remorse, and he buried his face in his hands.

Aayara's mind spun as she processed his words. What he was saying wasn't just about a moment of weakness—it was about something far more dangerous: the way he was allowing his emotions to control him, much like Arjun had done with her. Possession, control, jealousy... it was all part of the same cycle, one that could destroy lives if not stopped.

"Daksh," Aayara said softly, her voice a mix of concern and frustration. She gently placed her hand on his shoulder, urging him to look at her. "You can't just excuse this because of how you felt. No matter what happened, you crossed a line. You can't take it back. You hurt her, Daksh. And that’s something you’ll have to live with."

Daksh lifted his head slowly, his eyes wet with tears, filled with regret. "I know. I know I messed up. I just... I couldn’t control myself. And now I don’t know how to fix it."

Aayara shook her head, her own heart aching for him, but her voice was firm. "You need to apologize, Daksh. You need to go to her and tell her everything. You can't hide from it or run away. You have to own up to what you did."

"But what if she never forgives me?" he whispered, his voice breaking. "What if she hates me forever?"

Aayara’s heart ached as she saw the pain in his eyes, but she knew he needed to hear this. "Then you have to live with it," she said gently. "But at least you’ll know you tried to make things right. You need to change, Daksh. You need to stop letting your emotions control you like this. If you don’t, you’ll keep hurting the people you care about."

He nodded slowly, tears slipping down his cheeks. "I will. I swear, I’ll make things right. I don’t want to be like this anymore."

Aayara gave him a soft smile, though her mind was still filled with worry. He was in pain, yes, but the path he was heading down was dangerous. She just hoped he’d be able to find a way to overcome it before it was too late.

As Daksh wiped his face with his sleeve, he leaned back against the bed, looking up at Aayara. "Thank you for listening... I know I don’t deserve your help, but I don’t know who else to turn to."

Aayara gave him a comforting smile, though it didn’t reach her eyes. "You’ are like  my brother, Daksh. I’m always here for you. But you need to change. For your sake and for hers."

Daksh sat quietly, lost in thought. His words were a promise—he would try to fix what he had broken. But deep down, Aayara knew that change wouldn't come easy for him. She could only hope that, with time, he would understand the importance of controlling his emotions and the damage that unchecked possessiveness could cause.

Aayara's mind raced. This wasn't just about a love confession—it was about an unhealthy, dangerous obsession that mirrored Arjun’s behavior, the very thing that had disturbed her so deeply about him. Daksh was slipping into the same possessive, controlling mindset, and that terrified her.