The Sinister Obsession

Kashvi Kapoor was made of sunshine and rain. Literally. The extrovert girl whom everyone loved , the pretty girl whom everyone wanted to date , the sweetheart for everyone.

Rudra Singhania was a thunderstorm. The blackhole of darkness that consumed every light.

The night was heavy, cloaked in a velvet darkness that seemed to swallow the very breath of the world. The air was thick with the scent of rain, though the heavens had yet to release their burden. He stood there, a silhouette in the distance, a figure both haunting and alluring. His presence was like a shadow, inescapable, seeping into every corner of her soul.

Kashvi had always been drawn to the forbidden, to the edges where danger and desire blurred into one. But him? He was something else entirely-an enigma wrapped in mystery, his eyes a void of secrets she had no business wanting to uncover.

Yet, when his gaze met hers, she couldn't look away. She was no stranger to the darkness, but his seemed deeper. Cold. Consuming. And it called to her.

"Run," she whispered to herself, but her feet refused to obey. She was already falling, slipping into a world where love and ruin were inseparable.

His voice broke the silence, soft and dangerous. "You're not going anywhere."

Her heart stuttered, but her lips betrayed no fear. "You don't scare me."

He smiled, and it wasn't comforting. It was a promise of things far darker than she was prepared to face.

And yet, somewhere deep within, she knew that she had already crossed the point of no return.

She was his now.

He will rewrite their fate and there will never be any escaping him because she had become his sinister obsession.

Tropes

• Obsessed ML

• Strong no-nonsense FL

• Grumpy x Sunshine

• "Only Aurat" energy.

• Rude x Clumsy