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ᎠɪáŽÊáŽÉŽáŽ áŽÊáŽáŽáŽáŽ sÉªÉŽÉ¢Ê was a man shaped by shadows-ruthless, calculating, and unyieldingly cold. In his world, softness was a weakness, and mercy was a foreign concept. He had climbed the ranks of the underworld, his name built on blood and fear. Yet, in that darkness, his eyes found something or rather, someone unexpected.
Nine years ago, he saw her for the first time, bathed in moonlight with a pink rose in her hand, her soft brown curls falling gently down her back. In her pastel pink kurta, she seemed to glow with an innocence untouched by his dark world. She was pure, a soul far removed from his own and for the first time, Vikrant felt a desire he had never known.
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Vikrant was a man of control, but with her, he found himself spiralling into madness. For nine long years, he watched her from afar, learning every detail of her life. She didn't know he existed, and yet, he knew everything about her. Where she went, what she liked, how she smiled, every bit of her was his, if only in his mind. But Vikrant wasn't content with watching anymore. He decided it was time to step out from the shadows and into her life. Not as a stranger, but as a suitor. He would walk into her home, stand before her father, and ask for her hand.
But will she agree to marry a man like him? Can she embrace the darkness of his cruel life? Can she accept his entire being, including the shadows of his past? Will she soften his ruthless edge? Can she embrace his cruel nature and change him?
Started on: 20-08-2024
