Ananya : His obsession

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TERI ROOH PE BAS HAQ HAI EK MERA

Why? he screamed suddenly slamming his fist into the glass table. It shattered instantly, shards scattering across the floor like his sanity.
Tell me Ananya. What the hell is so wrong with me that you can't love me? His voice broke mid sentence. What more do I have to do?
I gave up everything! DAMMIT just love me please.

Ananya Verma lived a quiet life. A 24-year-old doctor, responsible, grounded, and fiercely protective of her 16 Year-old sister, Misha. After their mother's early death, Ananya had stepped into shoes far too big, far too early. Her world was one of healing-of routine, of care, of order.
And then came him.

Advik Oberoi.
A name whispered in fear and respect.
To the world, he was a billionaire businessman with a stonecut jaw and a colder heart. But in the shadows he ruled a world where rules didn't exist. The mafia world bowed before him not because he demanded it, but because they knew what he could do if they didn't.

Pushed into the underworld at just sixteen after his father's brutal assassination, Advik had learned quickly that emotions were liabilities. Pain? Unfamiliar. Love? A weakness. Sleep? A luxury he hadn't known in years. The only person he trusted was Abhinav Kanna his father's once-loyal right hand, now his shadow.

Until he saw her.

Ananya.

She was everything he wasn't-light to his darkness, calm to his chaos, compassion to his cruelty.

And he wanted her.
Not just her presence. Not just her touch.

He wanted her soul.

But love, when it grows in the soil of obsession, isn't love at all. It's hunger. It's possession. It's the beginning of a war.

She wanted to stay away.

He refused to let her go.

Because for the first time since he was sixteen, Advik Oberoi felt something.

And that made Ananya Verma the most dangerous woman in his world.

He was falling-and she might be the only one standing between him and total destruction.

And if he fell, he might drag her down with him.

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