Veeransh Singh Malhotra, 22 years old. To the world, Veeransh was perfection- the topper, the quiet one, the "good guy." Calm, composed, and just present enough to never be questioned. But none of it was real. Behind the glasses and controlled smiles lived a mind that didn't just observe-it dissected. People weren't connections to him. They were patterns. Weaknesses. Data. Born into wealth, he never flaunted power. He was powerful-silent, calculated, untouchable. A hacker. A strategist. A man who always stayed three steps ahead. If he wanted access, nothing could stop him. Then came Annika. He didn't notice her like others did. He studied her. Every move. Every habit. Every emotion. What began as curiosity turned into something darker. Something consuming. It wasn't love. It was an obsession. And Veeransh? He had never been the kind of man who knew how to stop.
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