Love's Darkest Side

Love's Darkest Side

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I was walking on the sidewalk under the intense rays of the sun. I felt droplets of sweat racing it's way down to my chin. "Aaaahhh!!!" A shriek made its way to my ears, making my head turn to its direction. There I saw a man chasing a woman. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't get myself to. My eyes were locked to the man. He was the definition of perfect, his jawline was defined, his face could be compared to a god's, he had muscles enough to make a girl fall completely, his skin was perfectly tanned, making it shine . It was as if time stopped for me and all I saw was him. Then, I heard a snap. "Hey, Brielle" I snapped out, oh. It's none other than my best friend, Mara. "Brielle, what're you looking at?" "It's nothing, don't mind me" "Ishhh, You're wasting you're time here. Hurry up! We're going to be late for the first class." Mara pulled my arm and dragged me to class. We reached the classroom and slowly knocked on the door. "Good morning Ms. Lativia and Ms. Folipiano. Please pick your seats and wait for the bell to ring." "Thank you miss" we replied in unison. We immediately searched for vacant seats in the classroom. The room was almost full, but we found three empty chairs at the back, I think that's fine. "Mara, over there" I pulled Mara's hand and she put her bag on the seat beside mine. A few minutes later, the bell rang and class started.
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DAKSHIKA

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

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