𝗗𝗘𝗩𝗜𝗟'𝗦 𝗗𝗔𝗥𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚

She was the daughter of an unfaithful man.
Wore red lipstick in the dark.
Her silence?
Louder than any proof.
She hated men -
Not for what they did,
but for what they believed they were born to own.

Her only mistake?
Falling for him.
The devil.
But she wasn't just anyone.
She was his darling.
And she gave him exactly what he deserved.

Because she isn't the woman they whisper about in courtrooms or headlines.
She is Ahaana Khurana.

The fire that burns for blood,
The heel sharp enough to break your sculpted jawline.
She doesn't fall for just anyone.
Because once -
She fell for him.

♤

He wasn't supposed to fall for her.
He was supposed to ruin her.
But he didn't.

Because a devil doesn't ruin his darling.
He gets ruined for her.

His plan was to break her.
But he broke - harder.
Deeper.
Worse.

He wasn't just any devil.
He was her devil.
The darling's devil.

And darling's devils?
They aren't good.
They're the worst kind.
He was, too.

But never... for her.