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Siya Raichand was protected, cared and loved all her childhood. She had a perfect family, a perfect house, and a perfect life. 

Until one fateful night. 

Now she didn't feel safe out of her father's arms, touch wasn't appreciated if it wasn't her mother's and eyes seemed to be holding alternate motive if it wasn't her family looking at her. 

Siya had long back realized world only believes what's on surface, never does it try to go beyond it. And she, she had a depth of an ocean that no one was willing to explore. She wasn't just the epitome of cruel smirks and cold glares, no, there was gentleness hidden within but no one seemed to believe that. So she didn't bother either. Because it didn't deserve what she was within, it deserved her ruthlessness and that's what she gave, in abundance. 

If it feared her eyes, she didn't stop herself from throwing daggers through her empty glares. If it feared her mouth, she retaliated with filthy words and sarcasm. If it feared her memories, she gave them nightmares to dream about. 

The world perceives her as a cruel, sanctimonious, greedy, and a sadist woman? Fine, that's what it'll get. 

And she was determined to live by that, had it not been him barging into her life with his eyes darker than grey sky, his smile gentle than moonlight, his touch tender than a rose petal and his lips, those damn lips, so fucking kissable, that always spoke with undaunted courage and leveled sarcasm. 

He wasn't intimidated like the rest of the world. He didn't entertain her status like the money sucking leeches did. He was him, and that was her favourite fucking thing about him. 

The moment their bare fingers had brushed and she felt her heart skyrocketing, in a good way, she knew she couldn't let go of him. 

He was her salvation. 

He was her medicine. 

He was her change. 

And he belonged to her. 

And hell would freeze over before she gave up on him.
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16 parts Ongoing

She was like shattered and broken glass pieces-sharp enough to pierce through anyone and slit them apart. If she despised something alot more than anything is - MEN with every fiber of her being. How could she not, when every male figure in her life had done nothing but break her, twist her, mold her into someone she didn't recognize-a stranger trapped in her own skin, forced to survive in a world she barely understood anymore. she doesn't even recognise herself in the mirror. But then HE entered her life-a man as ruthless as he was enigmatic, a psycho devil with a vengeance, a pure Villain who destroyed everything and anyone who get in his way . He was no knight; he was her undoing. He thrived in shadows, a devil in disguise, dead set on breaking her in ways she'd never imagined. And while she swore she'd never bend infront of any men , his obsession drove him to twist her will, piece by shattered piece. Yet, beneath the hatred and chaos, something darker stirred between them-a pull neither could deny, a fire fed by the ashes of her shattered trust and his merciless desire for control. He thought he could destroy her, but what he didn't know was that her broken edges could cut even the devil himself. In order to take revenge of something she didn't do , he makes her pay for the sin she didn't do but still he got obsessed with her, and now can do anything means anything in order to be with her , he can burn the world or destroyed her completely just to keep her with him....In this deadly game of obsession and vengeance, who would come out bleeding? Will they be able to find solace in each other or deeper the wounds of each other? this isn't just a typical obsession love story but a tale of pained hearts and broken souls, rivalry , misunderstanding , betrayal, mystery suspense , no one is trust worthy, the web of lies will haunt you and break you apart .

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