The Psychosis |18+

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I sat on the cold floor, my back resting against the wall, tension coiled tight in my chest. My mind raced with fragmented images of what had just transpired, but all of it froze the moment she settled on my lap. Her warmth pressed against me, anchoring me in place, but her gaze... it was a storm I couldn't escape.

Her fingers curled around my jaw, tilting my face toward hers. "You killed her," I whispered, the words leaving my lips heavier than I'd intended.

Her expression remained calm, almost serene, as if I'd asked her whether she'd had tea this morning. "Yep," she replied, her voice silk wrapped around steel.

"She tried to touch what's mine," she added, her fingers brushing over my lips with such care it made me shiver.

"Stop thinking about her," she murmured, leaning in so close her breath mingled with mine. "Your thoughts should be consumed by me."

Her words were a command and a plea all at once, and like a moth to a flame, I burned for her. Before I could respond, the piercing wail of sirens shattered the charged silence.

Police. Army. They were closing in.

Her lips curled into a sly smile,

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Devansh Shekhawat, a dedicated police officer, falls hopelessly for the untouchable-Nayantara Suryavanshi, the powerful and enigmatic Prime Minister of the country.

He believes his feelings are one-sided, a love she'll never notice.

But what Devansh doesn't realize is that Nayantara has been watching him all along,

Her obsession with him growing darker and deadlier by the day.

In a world where power reigns supreme, love becomes a dangerous game.

And when the truth unfolds, it's clear-Nayantara never intended to let him go.