HIS PEERLESS HALF
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Her eyes scanned his entire form.
Folded sleeves (checked)
Veiny hands (checked)
Toned chest (checked)
And... she abruptly halted, suddenly aware of her boldness.
She slowly lifted her head, silently praying to every deity for deliverance from her thoughts.But he already had a smirk plastered on his face, for which she was unprepared. She internally groaned and cursed in her mildest of languages, yet she managed to maintain a poker face.
Raising her brows at him, she asked, "What!?" when she could no longer endure the intensity of his gaze.
His eyebrows rose in amusement and slight surprise at her audacious attitude, even when she should have at least looked away, blushed, or felt a modicum of embarrassment.
"If Her Highness is finished scrutinizing me, may I be graced with a few of her words?" he inquired, more like demanded, while biting his inner cheeks to stifle the smile creeping onto his face.
"Sure, why not?" Aadhya responded with a shrug.
"Have some shame and button up your shirt, fully. Also, I don't understand it. If you're so keen on displaying your chest, why bother wearing a shirt at all? Just take it off. Simple." She mocked.
Yuvan looked at her in disbelief. She shrugged nonchalantly, adopting an I-don't-care demeanor, and walked past him.
She mentally patted herself on the back for coming up
the response in time, saving herself from embarrassment.
"You insolent girl," he yelled after her, though a faint smile colored his voice.
Aadhya suppressed her smile and turned around, still walking backward. Remembering his words, she began, "Only exclusive for you...Mon Chevalier." She added after a dramatic pause.
(My knight)
She continued walking, her long, thick hair bouncing with every step and her laughter echoing through the hallways.
Yuvan was left speechless by her words. He remained silent, unsure of how to respond.
*First few/10 chapters might be boring but it will be worth it.*
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It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.
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Sweetest Sin
She tried to glare, but the effect was ruined by her flushed cheeks. "I spent an hour getting ready-" "And I'll spend the next ten minutes undoing all that hard work," I promised darkly, enjoying how her breath hitched. "By the time we reach the top floor, everyone will know exactly what their boss has been up to." "You wouldn't dare," she whispered, but the spark in her eyes told me she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. "Wouldn't I?" My thumb traced her lower lip. "Try me, princess. We still have fifteen floors to go..." Her attempt at looking scandalized was adorable. "You're enjoying this far too much." "Baby," I pressed closer, "you have no idea." My thumb traced her jawline. "Ten more floors to go. Want to see how undone I can make you look by then?" "Dev..." she tried again, those doe eyes looking up at me pleadingly. "Think about it... if you mess up my saree now, what will the staff think?" I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at manipulation. "Nice try, princess." My fingers traced her collarbone. "But watching you try to sweet-talk your way out of this?" I leaned closer, "Only makes me want to mess you up more." "But-" she bit her lip, "I need to look presentable. Professional." Her hands smoothed over my shirt in that innocent way that drove me crazy. "You want them to take your wife seriously, don't you?" "Oh sweetheart," I chuckled darkly, "trust me, they'll take you very seriously. Especially when they see how thoroughly claimed you look. Seven floors to go..." "Dev Singh Rajwansh!" She pushed against my chest, trying to look stern. "This is completely unprofessional-" "Says the woman who's currently gripping my shirt like her life depends on it," My fingers tightened slightly in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, smirking as she immediately loosened her fingers. "Five floors left, baby. Want to try scolding me again?" SAB YAHI PE JAAN LOGE KYA?..........
𝑬𝒔𝒉𝒏𝒂𝒂 '𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒖𝒍𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒊𝒎' 18+
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Book-1 in the obsession series I told her not to wake me. I told her again and again, but she never learns. Every time she opens her mouth, every time she looks at him, something inside me burns. And tonight, I'm done warning.I press the knife against her chest and whisper, "I told you not to wake me... now see, what you did with yourself." Her eyes widen, tears mixing with sweat as the blade cuts deeper. She tries to grab my wrist, but I push harder, feeling the resistance fade under my hand. The sound of her gasp hits my ears, trembling, desperate-but all I feel is calm. Strange, but true. The deeper the knife goes, the quieter my thoughts become.He's mine. Not just his smile. Not just his body. Him-every breath, every heartbeat, every thought. Mine. And I don't share what's mine.She screams. The noise shakes through the room, sharp, irritating. "Ananya... you're doing wron-" Before she can finish, I push the blade all the way through her chest. The words die on her lips, replaced by silence."I don't like raised voices," I mutter, watching the light fade from her eyes. My voice sounds strange, lower than usual, almost satisfied. She falls back-limp, lifeless-eyes still open, like she's still trying to question me.The blood spreads across the floor, slow and uneven, and I kneel there, staring at it. This... this is peace. This is what quiet feels like. No begging. No pleading. Just me. And soon, him. No one can keep him like I can.I wipe the blade clean on her dress, stand up, and breathe deeply. The air smells sharp, metallic, real. My heart's steady again. The trembling's gone. Finally, again...only mine. She is not just a CEO but a devil who kills someone if they try to come in between them.When he will get to know her real, will his love break her darkness... or will his warmth be enough to meet her the real herself?
Falling and Breaking
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It should've ended with distance. A silence. A closed door. But instead, it began here-pressed against a balcony wall, with her breath caught between fear and temptation, and his eyes burning with something far more dangerous than lust. He didn't touch her. Not yet. But the threat of it lingered in the space between their bodies, in the way his chest nearly brushed hers every time he exhaled. She could feel the tension rippling off him, barely contained-like a storm pacing behind his ribcage, just waiting to destroy. "You shouldn't be here," he said, voice rough, low, and shaking with restraint. But he was the one who had cornered her. He was the one who couldn't stay away. And she? She hated how much she didn't want to run. Because this-whatever this was-felt like standing on the edge of something irreversible. "You're my employee," he snapped. As if the label could cage what was already unravelling inside him. "You're a mistake I keep choosing." Her eyes met his-furious, pained, exposed. "I never asked you to," she said, but her voice cracked around the lie. His hand lifted slowly, brushing the side of her jaw with a touch that contradicted everything his words said. Possessive. Tender. He stared at her like she was the very thing he was never meant to want-and the only thing he couldn't stop needing. "I've spent years building walls to stay in control," he muttered, his thumb grazing her lower lip. "You walk in and wreck all of it... without even trying." She swallowed hard. This wasn't love. This wasn't even hate. This was obsession-raw, electric, and utterly doomed. And as his lips hovered over hers, trembling with the weight of a thousand wrong intentions, they both knew- 🥀It started with a look. It spiraled with a touch. And before they could stop it, they were already each other's greatest undoing.
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