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PYTHON
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Complete, First published Jun 19, 2021
Mature
Concealed under the obsidian gloominess of the daunting artificial powder, the pseudo hideous appearance hurled upon her and the spurious ugliness she exhibited to the world. Her life was anything but easy. 

Madhushree Chawla, a rather grotesque creature as implied by the people acquainted to her. The obnoxious skin tone, hairs fussy and always tied up, eyebrows inseparable just like two people in love and lastly the bizzare dressing style. Hideousness and revoltness were the two facets of her. But deep down, Madhushree concealed a secret. A secret of an exceptional beauty. She was born with a beauty which could drag the world on her feet. This beauty daunted her mother and madhushree was forced to wear the pseudo hoodwinking shroud of revolting ugliness in front of the world. 

But secrets shall not always remain as a secret. That's the rule of the universe. A vessel of aqua, a gang of young furious miscreants and a party with tons of people, Madhushree's secret was finally out. Frightened she ran out of the party failing to notice a pair of sinister eyes gawking at her. Mad were those eyes and a Psychopath was the possessor of them. The name being PYTHON. 

A tech giant, as people said. But Python was not a normal man but a Psychopath. An atrocious, demented Psychopath. But his inner craziness unleashed only when he fortuitously saw that nymph queen. And that's how The Python embraced his inner psychopath. 

He desired her, he needed her and he wanted her anyhow. Mad was his love and lethal was his obsession. From leaving sweet love letters to presenting her with the mutilated dead bodies of her admirers, Python's obsession grew more and more darker. So dark that he wanted to control her everything, her smile, her tears, her feelings and also her breathing. She didn't wanted him but his obsession fettered her in his chamber where she could only see him and no one else. And python will force her to eternity until she surrenders her heart to him. Can she escape???
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