Rishabh's eyes blazed with a possessive intensity as he grasped Akshika's wrist, his fingers wrapping around it like a shackle. "Why did you let him touch you?" he demanded, his voice low and rough.
Akshika's eyes flashed with defiance, but she couldn't shake off the flutter in her chest. "Why do you care?" she shot back, trying to sound nonchalant despite the turmoil brewing inside her. "You don't even love me."
Rishabh's grip tightened, his face inches from hers. "That doesn't matter," he growled, his breath whispering against her skin. "You're mine, Akshika. And I won't let anyone else claim you."
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Rishabh Singhania (28) stands at 6.1 feet, exuding confidence and charm. His deep, piercing brown eyes seem to see right through you, while his dark, messy hair adds a touch of effortless style to his athletic build. With broad shoulders and a commanding presence, Rishabh carries himself with classic elegance. His deep, smooth voice can be both soothing and authoritative, making him a natural leader. Despite his strong exterior, Rishabh has a soft spot for his loved ones, and his loyalty to family and friends is unwavering.
Akshita Khanna (27), on the other hand, is a petite 5.5 feet tall, but her presence is anything but small. Her hazel eyes sparkle with intelligence and wit, while her long, silky dark brown hair cascades down her back like a waterfall. With a toned and fit physique, Akshita moves with a modern, chic flair, her style always on point. Her soft, melodious voice belies a confident and determined personality. But beneath her poised exterior, Akshita's heart belongs to those she loves, and Rishabh, in particular, holds a special place in her life.
First book 🏒.
Starting college was supposed to be Violet Vale's escape plan.
New country. New city. New campus.
And then there's Ethan Maddox-tattoos inked like warnings, that infuriating smirk, and a six-foot-five presence that fills every room like he owns it.
Her brother's best friend.
Her worst enemy.
And now? Her accidental shadow at Northbridge University.
Violet's spent years trading insults and eye-rolls with Ethan, ever since he became an honorary part of her family. But there's nothing brotherly about the way he looks at her now-or the way her pulse reacts when he calls her Vi like it's some kind of challenge.
He's cocky. Infuriating. One year older.
And the only person on campus who makes her feel anything at all.
They're not friends. Definitely not something more.
But the line between hate and something far messier is starting to blur.
And when hearts get tangled...
Someone's going to fall.
Warning: May contain profanity and sexual content.