Aarohi's POV
The room felt suffocating as I knelt before Raghav, my heart pounding in my chest. My father's life hung in the balance, and I was desperate. Tears streamed down my face as I clasped my hands together, begging for mercy.
"Please, Raghav, please let him go," I pleaded, my voice breaking. "He has nothing to do with this. I'll do anything you want, just spare him."
Raghav stood before me, his expression cold and unyielding. His dark eyes bore into mine, showing no sign of compassion.
"You'll do anything?" he repeated slowly, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Anything at all?"
I nodded frantically, my hope flickering like a fragile flame. "Yes, anything. Just let him go."
He crouched down to my level, his face inches from mine. I could see the dangerous glint in his eyes, the satisfaction he derived from my desperation. "Marry me, Aarohi. Marry me, and your father lives."
His words hit me like a sledgehammer. Marry him? The very thought was repulsive, but the image of my father, weak and helpless, flashed in my mind. I had no choice.
"You... you can't be serious," I whispered, my voice trembling.
"I'm very serious, cutie," he said, his tone mocking. "Your father's life in exchange for your hand in marriage. Take it or leave it."
I felt my world collapsing around me. I looked up at him, trying to find any hint of mercy, but there was none. Raghav was determined, and I was trapped. Slowly, I nodded, the weight of my decision crushing my spirit. "Fine, I'll marry you. Just please, let my father go."
Raghav's smile widened, and he stood up, pulling me to my feet with a rough grip. "Good choice, Aarohi. You've just saved your father's life. But remember, this is only the beginning."
As he walked away, I felt a shiver run down my spine. My fate was now intertwined with a man whose love was more like an obsession, and I knew that escaping his grasp would be nearly impossible.
The Love That Hurts (#Billionaire's Obsession) | ✓
61 parts Complete Mature
61 parts
Complete
Mature
"𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝑵𝒐𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔"
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"Don't lie, Amisha. I'm sick of these lies. And if you're so sure that you didn't cheat on me, then fine, let's move on to the next step,prove me you didn't cheated on me" he said, and she frowned in confusion. He realized she didn't understand his intention.
"Get intimate with me, tell me that you love me, and I'll believe you. I'll believe that you're telling the truth," he said, or more precisely, made an offer. She couldn't process his words. Her heart broke as she listened to him.
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His expression darkened, pain flickering in his eyes. "Kya kami reh gayi thi, Amisha? Sab kuch diya tha tumhe... apna dil tumharee kadmon mein rakha tha. Fir bhi tumne yeh kiya?" His words came out in a choked whisper, his composure slipping.
(Was there anything I didn't give you, Amisha? I gave you everything... I placed my heart at your feet. And still, you did this)
Tears gathered in his eyes, though he struggled to maintain his demeanor, reminding himself he couldn't afford to be soft.
"You're hurting me," she whispered, her voice cracking slightly.
His eyes flickered with guilt, but he didn't let go.
"And what about the hurt you caused me?I loved you, Amisha. I gave you everything. My heart, my soul... everything. And still, you didn't choose me."
Tears welled up in her eyes. "You should have looked into my eyes once, it was always you Vivaan. But your jealousy... your obsession... it's destroying us."