Devil's Bride

A Heartbreaking news

Ayaan had never been one to let his emotions show. He was a man accustomed to power, control, and the cold precision required in his world. But with Maya, everything was different. Every time she smiled, he felt as though the world shifted beneath him, and the fierce, calculated man he was slowly unraveled. He had never believed in the soft power of love, but Maya had proven him wrong, time and time again.

It wasn’t just the way she made him feel—alive, excited, vulnerable—but how she effortlessly became the center of his world. Her laughter, her shyness, even the way she struggled to find the right words—they all took a special place in his heart. There was nothing more important than Maya, and Ayaan was more than ready to prove it.

One evening, after Maya had finished a long day of studying, Ayaan surprised her by arriving at their apartment with a bouquet of her favorite flowers. They were wildflowers, hand-picked by him. He knew that she loved the simple, unsophisticated blooms more than the extravagant roses and lilies that others might pick for her.

“Maya,” he said, his voice softer than usual as he stepped into the living room. “For you, my queen.”

Maya looked up from her books, her eyes widening in surprise. “Ayaan… What’s all this?”

“Just a little something to remind you that you’re always in my thoughts,” he replied, his gaze never leaving hers. “You’re more than just my girlfriend, Maya. You’re the center of my world. I can’t let a single day pass without showing you how much you mean to me.”

Maya felt the warmth of his words fill the room, but she was still unsure how to respond. Her heart raced at the depth of his sincerity, and she could feel her cheeks flush with the weight of his affection.

“You’re too much, Ayaan,” she said, her voice a mix of awe and bashfulness. “I don’t deserve all this.”

Ayaan walked over, cupping her chin gently, lifting her face to meet his. “You deserve everything, Maya. You deserve more than anyone else ever could. You’ve changed me, made me better. You are my heart.”

Maya’s eyes filled with emotion, her words caught in her throat. She had always thought of love as something far away, something she could never truly experience. But Ayaan… Ayaan was making her feel it—every moment, every touch, every word.

As the days went by, Ayaan continued to spoil her with not just gifts, but with moments of pure affection. He would leave work early just to surprise her with dinner, pick her up from university after a long day, and even insist on carrying her books when she was tired. He treated her like a queen, his devotion unwavering.

One weekend, they went to a small, exclusive beachside resort. The white sand stretched out before them, and the ocean waves sparkled under the soft moonlight. Ayaan had rented an entire beach villa for the two of them, away from the press, away from the world.

“Maya,” Ayaan said, his hand resting on her back as they walked along the shoreline, “this place is for you. It’s not just about the getaway. It’s about giving you the world you deserve. This is your time, your space to feel cherished.”

Maya stopped and looked at him, her heart pounding. “I don’t know what to say, Ayaan. You’re doing so much. I’m not used to this…”

Ayaan smiled, the soft, genuine smile that was reserved just for her. “You don’t have to say anything. Just be with me. That’s all I need.”

He took her hand, guiding her toward the small bonfire that was set up on the beach. There, they sat side by side, watching the flames dance in the night’s breeze. Ayaan turned to her, his eyes full of longing and love. “Maya, I promise you, I’ll spend every day for the rest of my life showing you how much you mean to me.”