chasing passion

Book 2 chasing series

Vidhi Verma had always been a
masterpiece in the making, but she never saw it. She was stunning, with long, wavy black hair that framed her face like a work of art and eyes that could pierce through any pretense. Yet, she was blind to her own beauty, drowning in self-doubt and insecurity. She didn't want to stand out, to be the center of attention. She preferred to fade into the background, hidden beneath layers of self-imposed modesty and her oversized clothes. The only place where she found solace was in her art. But even then, her passion for painting couldn't erase the scars inside her-the feeling of never being enough.

Kabir Singh was the most coveted artist. With tousled dark hair, piercing blue eyes, and a chiseled body that seemed to defy the very concept of perfection, he had everything the world could offer-except for one thing. He was lonely. Kabir had built an empire on his art, but despite the fame, he longed for something deeper. He longed for a muse, a woman who would ignite the fire within him, a woman who could inspire more than just his paintings.
The moment Kabir laid eyes on her, everything changed. He saw her-not just as a beautiful girl, but as the missing piece of his art, the chaos that could complete his masterpiece. The vulnerability in her soul called out to his own, and he knew, without a doubt, that he wanted her-wanted her as more than a muse. He wanted to paint her soul, heal her scars, and make her believe in herself the way he believed in her.

"I see you, Vidhi. All of you. The mess, the chaos, the beauty you hide beneath all those layers," Kabir whispered one night, his voice low and filled with desire. "I want to paint every inch of you, let your soul be the canvas

"But what if I'm too much for you to handle? What if I ruin everything?"
he leaned the lips brushing "Then I'll ruin everything with you. Together, we'll make a masterpiece, love. Nothing in this world could ever be more beautiful than that."