The city buzzed around her, indifferent to her pain.
Inaara ran—barefoot, breathless, broken.
Her eyes were flooded with tears, her chest rising and falling in erratic rhythm.
Her fingers trembled uncontrollably as she clutched the fabric of her dress, the roughness of the world brushing past her like shadows.
The tears weren’t silent anymore.
They escaped her lips in shattered sobs as she darted through the streets, unaware of the people staring, the horns honking, the chaos surging around her.
And then—
“Aaarraaaa!”
A familiar voice cracked through the noise.
She halted. Blinking through the blur of tears.
There he was.
Atharv.
Standing tall in a crisp black shirt, flanked by his guards, his presence sharp, commanding.
A soft smile had begun to spread across his face, his eyes lit with anticipation at seeing her.
But that smile faded—slowly, then all at once—the moment he saw the terror in her eyes.
Inaara ran again, but this time toward him.
Her breath caught on every sob, her steps reckless, uneven.
And before Atharv could say a single word, she launched herself into his arms—like a storm breaking against a mountain.
“Baby?” His voice cracked with concern as he caught her, arms tightening around her protectively.
“Inaara, what happened? Talk to me.”
She said nothing.
Not a single word.
Her fingers fisted the back of his shirt, clutching him like a lifeline, her body trembling violently in his embrace.
She dug her nails into his skin—desperate, terrified, as if letting go would shatter her entirely.
Atharv stilled.
He didn’t flinch.
It felt like someone had shoved a scorching rod through his chest.
His heart thundered, rage and helplessness swirling inside him.
“Open the car,” he ordered his guards curtly, voice low, dangerous.
They obeyed without question, and within seconds, the rear door swung open.
Still holding her close, Atharv climbed into the car.
He didn’t let go—not even for a second.
He sat down with Inaara curled up on his lap, her sobs muffled against his neck, her tears soaking into his collar.
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Beneath The Storm (Completed)
RomanceIn the opulent world where wealth and power reign supreme, Atharv Rajvansh stands as an untouchable force, his cold perfection masking a storm of hidden vulnerabilities. Enter Inaara Sharma, a kind-hearted soul whose old-fashioned charm and quiet s...
