Dark Souls √
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He was the king of his world having everything just by the flick of his fingers. He had every reason to smile but that was not his nature.
She was the princess of her family. She had every reason to cry but had this beautiful smile covering her lips.
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He is Randhir Ahlawat. The eldest son of the family and the person who had all the family's assets under his name. The things which matter to him in this world are him being on the top, him being in control, and his family's happiness.
Whenever he likes something he grabs it, whenever he loves something he makes sure it stays with him forever if not he destroys it completely not letting anybody else have it as well. He doesn't wanna love any girl in his life because he thinks they don't deserve it.
Kimaya Maan, the only child of her parents being immensely pampered and hurt by the people she loves the most but still is having no complaints. A girl with trust issues and a very pure heart which she is scared of showing to the world.
His eyes fell on her and he immediately knows she was meant to be his. Love was not something he did but there was this likeness he had for her immediately.
His family was scared of his love and he never wanted to fall in love with her neither did he want to let her go. He wanted her to stay with him in his darkness as his Queen.
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His hand made its way to my face as I slapped it away,"Please don't touch me....." "Amore,calm down. God has already punished me by making me fall for you. Your tiny tiny mistakes are giving me pain."His voice suddenly changed its tone. It sounded harsh and demanding."I heard that you went to stay in that punk's house?What was his name if I recall?Adarsh right?" I fisted my clothes fiddling them nervously hearing his name from Sultanji's mouth. His eyes were suddenly dark. "Should I kill that boy?What's your relationship with him?" "No plea-" Before I could finish my sentence he placed his finger on my lips."Sssshh............" I broke down into tears,"He is innocent. He has nothing to do with me." I begged but he ignored my pleas. He was rather busy playing with my hairs and touching me. "If he means nothing to you then stop wasting your tears on him princess." He ordered. I didn't mean to sob but it got harder to me as I clasped my mouth with my hand. In a way to stop myself from crying. His hand brushed on my chin before he leaned closer. I panicked at the closeness. His eyes were on my lips. With force I pushed him away. He was startled at my behaviour. "I am not that type of girl. Please stop touching me here and there."I screamed as tears streamed from my eyes. "Only my husband can touch me as he likes not any other man." He was initially shocked at my reaction but then a smirk appeared on his face. I shouldn't have said that. "As you please princess......as I can't resist myself from touching you and you won't give yourself to anyone except your husband,then get ready for the Nikaah." Possessiveness in love, You are a cute lover. Over possessive, You are Mr Jailor. Extreme Possessive, You are nowhere.
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