Her fear: Guns & him
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Last published Sat, Jun 14, 2025
hey, lovely readers
this is my first time writing a book, i never knew that I'd write, that too, on wattpad but after reading a lot of books here, I finally decided to write one too.
"you're too gentle to be punished but once my trust is broken, sweetheart, punishment is required but a little different for you." he mumbled as he grasped her wrist and pulled her towards the car, completely ignoring her soft pleadings.
"Vedant, it's just an infatuation! and taking such a huge decision like marrying because of it won't be splendid." she said while trying to free herself from his hold on her left hand.
after hearing the words she launched, Vedant Rathore, froze in his tracks, he took a moment as he processed her statement and turned to face her, she panicked even more when he stopped walking and tried to shake his hand off of her but stood froze in her place when he spoke the words that would've been made any girl submit to him if the situation was some cosplay in the bedroom but it but it only made her jaw stiff and her eyes screaming FEAR.
He took a few seconds to reply to *Infatuation* trying to control his anger because jow can Aradhya call his love just a mere Infatuation.
"Infatuation? let this marriage finish and tonight I'll show you what Infatuation looks like, Aradhya Gupta. and Vedant Singh Rathore never breaks his promises." he said in pure anger but while saying the last line, a smirk made its way to his lips.
... you all must read the upcoming chapters as i've a lot In my mind, maybe we should get to read some really exciting scenes soon.
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He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ββββ
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