He is a storm she cannot outrun. She is a challenge he cannot resist. Vedant Thakur thrives on control, power, and indulgence, but Nakshatra Bhanushali is unlike anyone he's ever known. She tests his patience, ignites his pride, and awakens a darkness he refuses to tame. Every glance is a battle. Every word is a provocation. And every heartbeat pulls them closer to a dangerous edge where desire, power, and obsession collide. In a world where control is an illusion and passion is a weapon, how far will they go to claim what-or who-they want? Danger. Desire. Domination. And a game with no rules.

✮⋆˙𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐗 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧✮⋆˙ ✮⋆˙𝐌𝐢𝐥𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚 𝐚𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚 𝐞𝐤 𝐤𝐡𝐞𝐥 "✮⋆˙

NOTE : It's a sequel to "Lost" and cannot be read as a standalone. ● ♡ ● "Are there any stars?" She inquires and he doesn't understand what she meant. There were no stars. "Can you see the moon up there?" She continues. There was no moon. "It's dark." Ayansh replies when he sees her waiting for his response. Inaaya turns her gaze to him, a peculiar look swimming in her eyes. "Exactly." Ayansh looks back at her, more confusion getting painted over his face. "It's dark. No stars, no moon, nothing." Inaaya adds solemnly. "That's how we're and that's how things between us stand. I trusted you and you broke it and that's the end. There's no hope or light here. All there ever will be around is despair." Ayansh listens to her and after a moment, carefully, takes a step ahead and a slight relief washes over him when she doesn't flinch. "Look up again." He whispers and after a little reluctance, she follows. "Surely it's dark," he says as she watches the sky ardently. "But it doesn't promise to be dark forever," he murmurs lowly and her heart thuds against her ribcage at the determination his voice held. "It's dark today but tomorrow? Maybe tomorrow, there will be stars and the moon too. Maybe tomorrow, you can see the light and the hope too. Maybe tomorrow, the despair would fade away." 🥀 That's the thing about soulmates; they always find a way to each other. ALWAYS. Ayansh Mehra and Inaaya Rai were a little naive, a little foolish in love but oh, they were so in love and it would be a shame if they couldn't find their way back to each other, to the arms they belong, to their HOME.

"Inaaya," he calls out, a certain urgency underlying in his tone. "Don't ever fall in love with me." She doesn't say as a moment passes between them and then, she snorts. "Haha.. itne bure din bhi nahi aaye hai mere. (I'm not yet having such bad days)." She mocks and laughs playfully. 🥀 Love, two syllables, four letters but carries with it the power to move worlds. The more you receive, the less it feels and even when you think you're better off without it, a part of you can't help but crave for it. Ayansh Mehra has craved for love throughout his life. The younger sibling, the second best, the awkward one in crowds, the shadow, the one who wants to prove himself but always falls short so when his brother asks something of him, he's quick to grab the opportunity. The task? Make Inaaya Rai fall in love with him and then break her heart. Inaaya Rai has a past, one she can't forget nor escape. It defines her, influences her decisions, makes her build a shell around herself. When she's forced to work with Ayansh Mehra for a month, she couldn't wait to get done with it because the last thing she wants is to be associated with the guy who had the audacity to propose her after an accidental meet. But destiny seemed to have other plans or were they really the plans of destiny or manipulation of it? After all, wasn't everything a lie?

She was the girl everyone whispered about - the *impure one*, the *bad omen*, the *unmarried mother*. For years, she carried her shame in silence, protecting her child and enduring the cruel stares of a world that never cared to know her truth. Until the day fate played its cruelest card. When her sister suddenly disappeared hours before her wedding, she was forced to take her place - veiled, trembling, and bound to a man she barely knew. But destiny had already written a darker twist... Because the groom - the man standing at the altar - was the very one who had unknowingly fathered her child. Two souls bound by a past they can't remember, a present they can't escape, and a truth powerful enough to shatter everything they believe in. In a world quick to judge and slow to forgive, can love rise from the ashes of betrayal and fate?

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