In war, there are rules. In love, there are none. --- "Tu samajhta kya hai apne aapko, Gill?" (What do you think you are, Gill?) Shubman smirked, stepping closer, voice dropping to a taunting whisper. "Tera obsession." (Your obsession.) Ishan's breath hitched as Shubman gripped his jaw, tilting his face up. "Aur tu jitna bhaag lega, Major... utna hi main tujhe todne ka maza lunga." (The more you run, Major... the more I'll enjoy breaking you.) --- "Sharma, tu hamesha mujhse bhaagta hai." (Sharma, you always run from me.) Abhishek's back hit the wall as Siddharth stalked closer, dark eyes glinting with something unhinged. "Aur har baar main tujhe dhoondh hi leta hoon." (And every time, I find you.) Abhishek's pulse raced as Siddharth's fingers brushed his throat, pressing lightly. "Tujhe pata hai tujhe dekh ke mera sabr kyun tut jata hai?" (Do you know why I lose my patience when I see you?) A slow smirk curled on Siddharth's lips before he leaned in, voice dropping to a sinful whisper. "Kyuki tu sirf mera hai, Sharma. Aur tujhe kisi aur ki nazar lagne ka bhi haq nahi." (Because you're only mine, Sharma. And you don't even have the right to let anyone else look at you.) --- A story where dominance turns into obsession. Where possessiveness is a weapon. Where love isn't soft-it's brutal. Unforgiving. Addictive. A battlefield is nothing compared to the war they fight for control.

A story of obsession, possessiveness, and the fine line between love and chaos.

The lights of the room was dim. In the corner of the room, a man was sitting. Head buried into his knees. His shoulders were shaking as he sobbed silently, "W-When did it became like this?! Why?" His voice cracked brokenly. The door opened, and someone walked inside, He didn't noticed, not until he heard them calling him, "Ishu? Everyone is asking for you-what happened?!" That person asked in panic, rushing to him. Ishan looked up, when he saw Mayank, he couldn't control his tears anymore and hugging His bestfriend tightly while crying loudly now. Mayank immediately become more worried. "Why are you crying like this? You are making me worried..." "I...I Love him, Mayu...I Love him..." Ishan said while crying nonstop. Mayank patted his back in a comforting manner and softened his voice as much as he can before asking carefully, "Who?" Ishan slowly pulled away from the hug and stare at Mayank with his teary eyes, making Mayank's heart ache, "S-Shubman...I Love Shubman.." The moment Mayank heard that familiar name leaving from ishan's mouth, his entire world froze. Oh God!

Sara : You love shubman right don't you? Ishan : Does that matter when he is in a relationship with youu when is he yours!! You are mine Ishan just mine said Shubman while kissing his neck.