She laid on the massive bed as her hands fell on either side while her hairs sprawled around beautifully. After few minutes her eyes fluttered as she started to regain the conscious. As soon as her eyes opened a sudden pain erupted in her head as if it was connected to her eye lids which were just opened now. Her hand reached to her head and massaged them to ease the pain and uneasiness. After what felt so like external she woke up to see herself laying on the bed. As soon as she got up her balance staggered as she moved here and there.a time flew away as she got her blance back and then the wheels in her head started working. She remembered everything. Tears jammed in her eyes knowing that her husband is not a common man but a mafia. A mafia who kills people and she saw that. Her body went cold afraid of him. Her husband. A sudden desperation grew in her to escape. She tried to open the door but it wasn't. When she later tried by sliding it to side that's when she realises it is a sliding door but she isn't prepared for the fact that she is literally in a flying plane. Her wife eyes darted around as a cry escaped from her mouth in helplessness. She could see the dark night trough the window. Her legs shook with the fact and staggered back making clicking sounds and she saw that same face peeking at her from the place where he sat. His face was partially out as his hawk hodded eyes gazed at her coldly and dangerously. Her legs stepped back and he rose up from the seating his all glory. The dark long hanging coat on him matched the dark aura of his. Still piercing her gaze into her he came out of the seat and took a step towards her calculatively and her breath hitched. she cautiously took a step back gripping the seats to balance her weight. And he started tp take fast steps towards her and she tried to run back in the room when his arm winded her waist and pushed her into his body.

All of them stood around with surprise and shock morphed on their faces while some had fear as they looked at him who was striding infront of them with his hands locked at his back. Turning to them he looked into those all eyes with his sharp gaze sending shivers to them as he spoke next words again striding from one end to the other with his authoritative personality. "From now on.....this property.....This house belongs to me Arnav Singh Rathore, and you all ....will be working here, under me from now on". Their eyes widen as they looked at him in disbelief. Them the owners of their house till yesterday are supposed to work under him. How insulting. They would never do that. Before they open their mouth he spoke again. " If not, you will be out as beggars. Or just work under me as slaves". He said as he took a side glance at them and smirked on finding them red in humiliation and anger. This is what he wants. Nope. He wants more than that. He turned around swiftly where she stood. There in a white saree. The one who weighs the honour of her new home on her shoulders as a daughter in law but a widow. The wife of that person who he had killed right on the asile infront of her. To destroy their honour, the one they cherish the most she will be his one target for him. He strided towards her in slow steps as her body visibly tensed with her shoulders risen up as she looked at him hesitantly with her flickering eye lashes casting up and down. Standing right infront of her he jutted his chin to her with a smirk as he spoke. "And you Mrs. Rathore. The honour of this home will be my personal slave from now on, servicing my special needs and comforts, in my bedroom ".

"You are late Hazel, it's almost time," Katrin said as she came running out of the stage looking exhausted. "I know. Thank you for covering for me" I thanked and ran to change into the outfit which I didn't even like a bit. I could hear DJ announcing my stage name. I took a deep breath and put on a mask that hides my half face from all the predators present here. With a hammering heart, I walked on stage. I'm never going to get used to it. People cheered for me as I walked on stage but my steps halted as soon as they met with cold forest green eyes. With a clenched jaw, he kept looking at me making my whole body go numb. His forest green cold eyes moved all over my barely dressed body and it made my heartbeat in fear. He looked at me as if he recognized me but I knew he wouldn't. I put the agitation I was feeling aside and focused on my performance as the crowd cheered for me. I gracefully completed my dance and as soon as I was done I ran backstage feeling fear. He didn't even once take his eyes away from me and it was giving me a bad feeling. Without changing I ran fast and grabbed my things. "Where are you going" asked Katrin in her confused voice. "I need to go," I said in a rush panic voice and ran outside while putting my coat to cover my almost naked body. I was still wearing my mask to hide my identity. In seconds I was near the exit but before I could go out a firm hand was placed on my wrist. Next thing I found myself pinned to the wall making my breath jagger as my eyes met with cold angry forest green eyes. The next words from his mouth pulled ground beneath my feet spreading bad chills to all my body parts. "You thought I won't recognize you"

'𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐄𝐋𝐒𝐄.' It happened to be just a simple quote for everyone whilst he was the only one to exert it for real. While every single soul in the party was busy greeting the couple, His eyes were fixed on the figure of the 7-year-old girl hopping happily in the arms of her Keunappa. For him, she wasn't appearing any less than an archangel who had just descended the stairs of heaven for him. JUST FOR HIM. "𝑯𝒆𝒓 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒚 𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒛𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒘𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒚 𝒎𝒚 𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒓𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍... 𝑨𝒏 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒆, 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝑴𝒚 𝑶𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑯𝒂𝒍𝒇, 𝑴𝒚 𝑨𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍. 𝑱𝑼𝑺𝑻 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬." SEQUEL STANDALONE OF 🖤 ONLY MINE 🖤 ©️S30KMYJ1N

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