MR & MRS RAJVANSHI

Little Intimacy ♥️

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Early Update 😀
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Author's pov:

Abhimanyu and Shivani were peacefully asleep after a long, emotionally exhausting day. But somewhere across the city, the night was far from calm, Zaid sat alone in his dimly lit office, seething with rage.

In his hands were the latest photographs delivered by the secret agent tailing Abhimanyu and Shivani.

Picture after picture showed them together, They are laughing, holding each others hands, skating and lost in each other's eyes. The happiness on their faces was unbearable to him.

Zaid's eyes burned with fury. His grip tightened around his phone, he slammed the phone to the ground shattering it to pieces.

" Where are they now? " he asked through clenched teeth, his voice low but filled with venom.

The agent standing before him trembled, his eyes lowered in fear. "Sir... I tried to follow them, but they took a different route and disappeared. I lost track...."

Before he could finish, Zaid Slapped him across the face. The agent staggered back, blood at the corner of his lip.

"You're worthless! Is this what I pay you for? To come here and tell me this crap?" Zaid roared, his voice thundering through the room.

The agent quickly bowed and left the room, not daring to speak another word.

As soon as he was alone, Zaid's fury exploded.

He swept everything off the desk. papers, books, a vase, all crashing to the floor. He punched the mirror beside him, shards slicing into his knuckles. Blood dripped down his hand, but he didn't care.

He kicked the chair, flipped the table, tore through the pillows and kicked the sofa anything and everything within reach.

The room was soon a disaster.. glass fragments sparkled on the floor, books and broken furniture lay scattered everywhere, just like his thoughts. His world was crumbling, his obsession with SHIVANI turning darker by the second.

" She should've been mine..." he muttered, eyes wild, chest heaving.

Outside, the rain had stopped. But inside Zaid's mind, a storm raged louder than ever.

And his obsession with Shivani... was only growing darker.

Zaid stood amid the chaos he had created, shattered glass at his feet, blood smeared across his knuckles, but he didn't care about it.

He picked up a photo from the floor. It was slightly torn at the edge, but Shivani's soft smile remained untouched.

He stared at it, his eyes wild, lips curling into a dangerous smirk.

"I will get you, Shivani..." he whispered, his voice dripping with obsession.

"By hook or by crook, you'll be Mine.
Only Mine."

He brought the photo to his lips, placing a possessive kiss on it, completely lost in his delusion.

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Shivani's pov:

Life is never easy for anyone.
No matter how beautifully people portray their lives, each one has its own cracks, hidden behind smiles, tucked under memories.

But sometimes, just sometimes, those cracks are filled with light.. by the beautiful people who walk into your life.
And for me, the brightest light is my husband.