What would happen when two individuals, one innocent and the other dark, encounter each other after eight long years ? Time has transformed them both into darker, more complex beings.
Shivaay Singh Rathor, the most feared mafia king in Rajasthan, ex...
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As Isha walks away, I stand there, soaking in the beauty of the surroundings. The calm atmosphere wraps around me like a comforting embrace, and for a moment, everything feels right. The peace here is almost otherworldly, like the stillness of a song that matches this very moment.
Main jitna tumhe dekhun, Mann yeh na bhare..
Main jitna tumhe sochun, Mann yeh na bhare.
Without thinking, I begin to hum the tune softly, letting the melody blend with the quiet, as I lose myself in the freedom I feel-if only for a short time. It's a fleeting sense of release, but it feels like everything I need in that instant.
But as I hum, the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. A strange chill creeps down my spine, and the sudden sensation of being watched claws at my skin. It's as if someone is staring at me, their presence so intense that it makes me feel exposed, like I'm standing naked before them. My heart skips a beat as I slowly turn, my eyes searching the darkness behind me, seeking the source of that unsettling gaze. and then I see him
the Demon
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He steps out from the shadows, his presence suffocating, his eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that freezes me for a second like a predator to its prey. My breath catches in my throat, panic blooming in my chest. I don't wait for another second. My body moves before my mind catches up, and I turn on my heel, sprinting as fast as my legs will carry me.
The sound of heavy footsteps thunders behind me, closing the distance far too quickly. My heart pounds against my ribs, fear coursing through my veins like fire. The darkness around me feels alive, pressing in, twisting my path, making every corner feel like a trap.
Shivaay: "Run all you want, kitten but you can't escape me."
his deep voice echoes, laced with a taunting edge, I run faster, my lungs searing with every desperate breath, but it's hopeless. Before I can even consider another route, a powerful arm wraps around my waist, pulling me back with ease. A sharp gasp escapes me as my feet leave the ground, kicking helplessly at the empty air.
