12 parts Ongoing MatureRaha had always been the queen of her world-confident, sharp as a tack, and with zero time for love's nonsense. Her mantra? Love is for the weak. But all that swagger took a nosedive the moment a new guy waltzed into her classroom.
He was a walking contradiction: all cute and innocent with those big, puppy-dog eyes that had no business making her heart race. But there she was, suddenly feeling like she might need to fan herself just to keep cool.
Raha was hooked-like obsessed-and she was not about to let anyone else get any ideas. The thought of another girl batting an eyelash at him? Oh, honey, don't even go there. Raha wasn't playing. She'd take them down without breaking a nail if it came to it. Her motto now? "Touch him, and I'll make sure your manicure appointment's the least of your worries."
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"Can't you leave me alone?" He snapped out of nowhere. " don't you think you are a little too obsessed with me?" He clicked an eyebrow.... He just didn't get why she was always with him.
"Looks like you are in a bad mood..." she leaned in and softly pecked his lips. " obsessed? Maybe I am, but I'd like to call it more like.... Passionate." For a moment, he stopped breathing when her lips softly brushed against his moist ones.
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But Addin... he was different. He remained distant, focused on his own world, barely acknowledging the emotions she laid bare before him. Every time she reached out, hoping for a spark of connection, he pulled away, leaving her grasping at air. It hurt-more than she could ever admit. Yet, despite the coldness, she stayed. She clung to the hope that he might one day see her the way she saw him.
They are half Indian X half Italian people, so please don't get confused by this.
" 𝑨𝒃 𝒊𝒕𝒏𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒌𝒂𝒓 𝒍𝒐 𝒏𝒂, 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆?" (𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒚 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔
