A story with lots of twists and turns,with lots of love too. How will she deal with her overprotective brothers and her lover. Love story based on respect,truth,honesty,loyalty and unselfish love.
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(He fell first and harder)
Author pov: In the abandon building,far away from the city of Jaipur. The silence is profound, broken only by distant rustles of wind. Not a single thing present around the area.
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A Rolls Royce entered in the premises followed by 10 more cars. The man quickly got out from his side and opens the gate of other side and here enters a man in his late twenties,His aura screaming fear, He stood like a statue carved from ice, his presence both commanding and unapproachable. His eyes, piercing, seemed to cut through those who dared to meet his gaze, devoid of warmth or emotion. His face, chiseled and expressionless, carried the kind of calm that felt unnerving, as if no force in the world could stir him.
His presence as commanding as a king surveying his kingdom. Dressed impeccably in a tailored suit that whispered wealth and precision. His eyes, sharp and unrelenting, scanned the room like a predator assessing its terrain, a glint of intelligence and ambition flickering beneath their surface. His jawline, strong and set, suggested unshakable resolve, while his measured stride conveyed both confidence and purpose.
In his world,all that matters is his family and money. To meet his gaze was to feel the weight of ambition itself, unyielding and undeniable. One thing he hates the most is betrayal. He won't handle any betrayals and double crossing his way means inviting your death and he will make you beg for it but once someone becomes his prey,it's impossible to come out alive. He is basically a devil in human body. He is known as beast. Each and every single person fears him. "The Ishaan Singh Raghuvanshi". Girls go crazy for him but he didn't even care to bothered. He ignored them like they don't even exist.
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Ishaan's pov: "Sir we reached" the driver said and I opened my eyes. There was anger and fire in it,and urge to kill someone. I came out of the car and walked inside the building. I went towards the basement,where a man was tied, cloths tattered,black cloth on eyes and was breathing heavily. Looks like my man gave him proper treatment. I smirked looking at his condition. I look towards Rajat and he understood. A chair was placed in front of him and he sat on it directly in front of the person tied. [Rajat is the pa cum brother of Ishaan]
"So how are you feeling Ahuja? I hope my man have taken care of you properly" i asked as the blindfold was removed from his eyes. He blinked his eyes rapidly to clear his vision. As soon as his vision cleared, i saw fear in his eyes,fear of death,fear of his life. I just loved it,it gives peace to my inner devil. "Si...sirr....pleassee leave me,i am....... Sorry..." he said. That's it i hate this word sorry. There is no place of sorry in my dictionary. "You know what I don't like to waste my time so i will ask only once and you have to answer in 2 seconds" i said in cold voice. He kept looking at me.
