writingsbyvedika
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"Just leave me!" I shouted, shoving his chest with all the strength I had. "Leave me like everyone else does!" He staggered back a step-but I didn't stop. "You used me for your own good, Rudra!" I pushed him again, fury and heartbreak blurring together. Before I could retreat, his hand came up, gripping my jaw firmly-not hurting, but unyielding. He pulled me closer until his forehead rested against mine, his breath uneven, restrained only by will.
Because Rudravaan Singh Chauhan loves you," he said hoarsely, each word measured, dangerous. "Beyond this universe. Beyond consequences. And I won't allow any filth-any shadow-to come near you. Not for a second." "You are mine." His grip tightened around my wrist, possessive, protective, terrifyingly sincere.
The Rain stretched endlessly, silent and unforgiving, but the everything stood like a fortress of memory-stone walls holding centuries of power, secrets, and unspoken pain. Within its cold embrace, Rudravaan ruled, feared by many, understood by none. A man who had lost a mother too soon, whose father was a stranger, whose world had been built on betrayal and blood.
Yet in the midst of this carefully controlled empire, she appeared.
Tanisha-innocent yet sharp, quiet yet unyielding-entered his life like a gust of wind through the stone corridors. She didn't bow, didn't cower, didn't fear the man everyone whispered about. She simply... existed. And in her existence, she began to stir something in him he had long buried: longing, vulnerability, a dangerous desire he refused to name.
In the storm of the monsoon, in the hush of the desert night, in a fleeting touch or a shared glance, Tanisha slowly unraveled the walls Rudravaan had built around his heart.
But love in the haveli is never simple. It is a battlefield of pride, pain, and unspoken truths. And for Rudravaan, the most dangerous thing in his life is not his enemies-it is the woman who refuses to be tamed.