His Noor
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"What are you doing!?"she said to him. "Worshipping my goddess" he said kissing her feet one by one while she blushed. "You should not touch my feet" she said blushing "Tum hi mere liye bhagwan ho tumhare pair nahi chunga toh kiske" he said smiling "Aisi baate mat karye aap" she said blushing more. "Toh fir aap blush kaise karogi meri jaan" he said teasing her she just hugged him to hide her blushing face. "Are you shy My Little Daisy" he said teasing her more." She hit his chest lightly and he just laughed. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Rudraksh Oberoi The most ruthless businessman known in the world falls for the girl who cannot love herself. Rushika Mehra The broken singer who takes her pain out in singing falls for the ruthless businessman.
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"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

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