'Devil In Love' 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸: 𝗢𝗻𝗲
•𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆•
Anirudh Roy Chowdhury a well-known billionaire and mafia king.
Bondita Das a simple, innocent girl.
Anirudh, a formidable figu...
Just one click. One second. And everything burned.
My face. My body. Unaware. Unarmed. Undressed.
That's when I broke. He recorded. He recorded me like that.
The trust we built, shattered with a single frame.
How can I love him now? I wasn't a memory anymore. I was a file.
BY BONDITA
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I'm a psychopath. Fuck. I am
My little angel... she thinks I'm one.
And the worst part?
She's not wrong.
That look in her eyes-like I was a monster she wished she never met-burned me alive. It wasn't just hate. It was heartbreak. Disgust. Pain. All because of me.
Because I locked her in that room. Because I tried to control her. Because I pushed her again and again until she broke.
I keep saying I will love her someday. But is this love?
This madness. This obsession. This... this need to own her like she's a fucking thing I can keep?
What kind of man locks his own wife up like a prisoner?
What kind of man threatens her with knives and fingers and fucked-up games?
Me. Me. Me.
It's always been about me.
How I feel. How I hurt. How I can't let her go. How I need her to love me back.
I make everything about me. And she... she never even asked for any of this.
She was my light. My softness. The only good thing I had left in this filthy, cursed life. And I... I stained her. I ruined her. I dragged her down to this hell I live in and called it love.
How sick is that?
I saw it. When she said it-"You know what? Your father was right. You're a fucking psycho."
It cut deeper than that stab ever could.
Because it was true.
I'm a Roy Choudhury. Cold-blooded. Broken. Dangerous.
She... she didn't deserve this.
She deserved freedom.
She deserved a man who would worship her-not chain her.
