"I should have killed the obsession..." he chuckled low in his throat, sending certain vibrations throughout my body. I was suddenly pushed against a wall while he was towering over me, looking down straight in my eyes. Slowly, his hands rose to my lips. He took my lower lip under his thumb. I could feel his gaze running all over me, sending shivers down my spine. "But instead, I carved your name into my darkness... You are a deadly poison taking my life by each breath. LEKIN MAR KE BHI ME TUMHE CHOD NHI SAKTA" he finished in a low husky voice, like a dagger wrapped in silk. My breath, stuck in my throat yet I managed to tilt my head, looking into those grey eyes "Then crave me and bleed every time I walk away. So let me be a poison but remember poisons don't let you live... at least not without any illness." I finished with a smirk. Not even an ounce of intimidation slipping into my voice. Firm and cruel. Me. WELCOME TO MY FIRST STORY: It was one of the upcoming scenes if you are interested do read my book!! Bhavya is a journalist who does not hesitate to reveal truths. Truth is a bitter reality known very well to her. A 23-year-old ambitious young girl, living without her parents but has supportive friends. Shivaay, a top businessman with hidden mask. King of the underworld, lord of mafia. A 28-year-old grumpy and hauntingly handsome man. Can be categorized as the most eligible bachelor of the country. He has a loving family but one mistake and everything vanished. Bhavya Rahar × Shivaay Singh Rajput Sunshine × Grumpy 23 × 28 Trope: enemies to lovers Can be read as a standalone.
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