The darkness of the night was illuminated only by the faint glow of cigarette smoke and the distant hum of the city. Atharva Chauhan, the ruthless kingpin of the Chauhan empire, stood atop the skyscraper, gazing out at the city he controlled with an iron fist. His eyes, cold and calculating, seemed to bore into the very soul of the metropolis. But amidst the power and the violence, Atharva's heart remained untouched - until the night he met Sanvika Gupta, the daughter of a prominent businessman.
Unbeknownst to Atharva, Sanvika's father was the man responsible for his own father's brutal murder, a secret that could ignite a firestorm of revenge and betrayal. But Atharva saw something in Sanvika that no one else did - a spark of potential, a glimmer of hope. A chance encounter, a spark of curiosity, and the impenetrable walls around his heart began to crack.
In a world where loyalty was a matter of life and death, Atharva's obsession with power had defined him. Yet, the moment he laid eyes on Sanvika, he knew his existence would never be the same. She was the light to his darkness, the calm to his storm. As the city slept, Atharva's demons stirred, and his empire waited with bated breath. Little did he know, his life was about to take a drastic turn, one that would test his loyalty, his power, and his heart.
Sanvika, trapped in her mundane life, felt an inexplicable pull towards Atharva, a man shrouded in mystery and danger. She was drawn to the darkness that surrounded him, sensing a freedom she had never known. As Atharva's gaze fell upon her, she felt alive for the first time in her life.
But fate had other plans, and the truth about her father's past would soon come to light. Would Atharva's love for Sanvika be strong enough to overcome the blood-soaked history between their families? Or would his desire for revenge consume him, destroying everything he had come to care for?
He was epitome of a saint and a devil. He was the sweetest person you will ever find and the scariest human you ever saw, he was all and more. With heart So black and brain so witty, he managed to conquer everyone's heart except her.
She was cutest girl with jiggly cheek and lean body, the long hair becomes her curtain and little dimples ,her accessory. Only wierd thing about her was her sole wish to have an arranged marriage, living a life away from the chaos of the world was what she wanted but sometimes you get opposite of what you wish for. Surrounded by madness let's see whether she would have her happily ever arranged marriage.
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"I...I told them...begged them....I have not done anything....I am innocent....I am not a slut....not a whore....I pleaded ...I cried...but they didn't listen....he kept beating me...I .. aah .." I said breathlessly while sobbing and then remembering all of it again was so painful that it felt difficult to breathe. I felt like something was blocking my windpipe. Once again I felt like dying. But the hand moment never stopped continuing in an uniform pattern which somehow made me breathe normally again. I felt sleepy and in that daze, I felt a soft touch on my forehead. The caressing stopped and a voice sounded from Aryan Malhotra, my saviour.
"They have to pay in blood for your each teardrop and the number of hits on your delicate body will be reciprocated by the number of heads butchered . Your life is my now so take care Precious. "
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