The night echoed with the distant hum of celebration, but under the moon's soft illumination, Arjun's cold voice cut through the stillness as he entered the room.
"Rhea," I barked, my tone reverberating in the quietude of the night. Her eyes met mine, a mix of fear and uncertainty reflecting in them.
"What went down at the party," I stilled, taking in Rhea's tear-filled eyes and trembling form. It gripped my heart, but I refused to show it.
"You terrified me. Our worlds, they're not meant to intertwine." As she spoke, I roughly pulled her towards the mirror, our reflections merging in the dim light. I sensed her plea to untangle herself from the complexities I brought, yet I wouldn't let go. The vulnerability she exposed, the power she wielded over me, left me wrestling with a force I couldn't wrap my head around.
"There's something you need to grasp." Drawing her closer, her back meeting my chest, our eyes locked in the mirrored reflection. The room seemed to constrict around us, as if our connection was reshaping the very space we occupied.
"I would kneel the world before you, if it meant keeping you with me. Your absence would be the destruction of everything."" I confessed, the weight of my words hanging in the air. My hands, firm yet gentle, held her close.
"Rhea, the world didn't give me choices when the chaos was thrust upon me, but I choose you. You're a part of me now. You're my goddess, my diosa," I admitted, a mix of desperation and longing in my touch as if trying to bridge the gap between our worlds.
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Meet Rhea, a talented wedding planner, and Arjun, a Mafia....oops!!! businessman, whose lives collide in the most unexpected way. From an encounter on a fateful flight to a grand wedding proposal. This isn't just any romance-it's an Indian romance with a handful of mafia as a spice, a tale of arranged marriage turned destiny❤️
#1STORY OF TWISTED SERIES.
📍•TWISTED OBSESSION
RIYANSH SINGH RAJVANSH, 28 year old,A greek God in form of a man or better say god of hell. He is a underworld mafia boss and CEO of his self made company RAJVANSH INT. AND GROUPS. IF anyone try to double cross him he made sure before death he might felt hell on earth. Have a little brother as his family and deprived of any love from family made him heartless . loss whole family in tragic event except his little brother. he is heavenly handsome , hot and sexy any woman come across him wants to get in his pants but he hate girls touch and he is allergic to girls touch.
ANCHAL MEHRA, 25 year old, A very beautiful girl with a innocent face but no one knows what is behind that innocent face. she is a journalist which is known by world but the reality is only she knows. in 25 years she never felt love due to death of her mother while giving birth to her, she felt a very horrible nightmare. she is a cold hearted girl. not believe in love.
Let's see what will happen when the whole destiny start to make them one.
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"kiss me and I'll answer u for everything " he said
"I'm here for work MR. RAJVANSH " I raised my voice a little but this handsome hunk, shit what the hell are u thinking girl. he replied
"and I'm helping u my MALYASHKA" he whisper lowly and sexily shit shit what the hell is wrong with you girl.
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"U will not choose me after knowing my truth"I said while sobbing.
"IT'S NOT ME BUT THAT FUCKER WORLD MADE ME THIS" I cried out loud but he cupped my face in his hand and made me look into his dark brown eyes, said
"I choose you , I'll choose you again and again. Because it's you my MALYSHKA and other than you no one fucking matters to me"
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Trops :-
Mafia × journalist
Strong FL× Strong ML
Grumpy × Grumpy
He fell first but she fell harder
Darkromance
Touch him\her and die
MATURE