"What do you want?" Hania's voice quivered as she pressed herself against the wall, desperately trying to create distance between herself and the man who loomed closer. The intoxicating scent of strawberries enveloped him, drawing him in as he closed the gap.
"What... What are you doing?" She stammered, fear creeping into her tone as he wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were nearly touching.
"Your fiancé is waiting for you downstairs," she reminded him, attempting to pry his hands away. But his grip only tightened, drawing her in further.
"This... This is..." Hania struggled to find the words, her breath hitching as his face inched closer to hers. Finally meeting his intense gaze, she felt a rush of emotions swirl around them.
"You... We can't do this. This is-"
"Wrong!" He interjected, finishing her thought with a smirk. Hania gulped, her heart racing as he recognized the unspoken desire in his eyes. She trembled, torn between fear and an undeniable attraction.
She wriggled in an attempt to escape, but his grip only tightened, causing a sharp pain that made her bite her lower lip. His gaze flickered from her eyes to her half bitten lip and in an instant, he closed the distance, capturing her lower lip between his own and freeing it from her teeth. A shiver coursed through her as he began to suck gently, sending waves of conflicting emotions crashing over her.
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Mr. Zuljaan Bukhari, is a powerful Mafia lord, a master of manipulation, building his empire on a foundation of shadows and secrets. Miss Hania Khanam, on the other hand, is a sweet, cheerful wedding planner, dreaming of love and happiness, unaware of the storm brewing in the horizon.
Fate has a way of intertwining their paths, despite their efforts to avoid one another. As their worlds collide, they are drawn into a dangerous game where love and violence coexist.
⚠️ This story contains murder scenes and violence, and is recommended for readers
"Jojo, I love you" she said
"Tara, you are just 15" I said
"No!! until I will turn 18, you will find someone else" she said
"No, I won't" I said with a smile
"Promise???" she asked forwarding her hand
"Promise SUNSHINE" I promised taking her hand
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" That son of a b*tch, AT " I hissed looking at my bleeding hand.
"Oh my god!!! your hand is bleeding so much" came an angelic voice which broke my chain of thoughts. I turned around and saw the most beautiful woman, just like an angel.
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"Are you alright?" came the angel's voice
I just nodded still
mesmerized by her beauty.
Suddenly, she took my rough hands in her soft ones and tied a handkerchief around it.
"Now it's better!" she said with a smile which made my heart flutter with unknown emotions.
"Taraksha Sharma" she extended her hand
"Kabir Rathod" I said with a smile that I myself don't know existed.
"Please take care Kabir! Bye!" She said and went away.
Not so soon angel, not so soon
You will be mine, just mine
Because BEAUTY belongs only to her BEAST.
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"Nice to meet you Mr. Rajvansh"
"Same here Mr. Rathod,
So, where is your fiance?"
"Oh! she is just coming"
"Ohh! Ok"
"Hello Mr. Rajvansh"
I turned around and my world stopped.
"Tara"
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There are some scenes that may trigger you. So, read-only if you are comfortable.
Cover- @Lady_whistleup