Eyes Never Lies

Eyes Never Lies

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"𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬." Aakshat and Mira Her pagal admi, his rani sahiba "Kismat walon ko bhi kismat se milti hain aap, aur hum aapko bhool jayenge?" तुम्हारे थे, तुम्हारे है, तुम्हारे ही रहेंगे हम। Raghav and Saumya Her monster, his butterfly "Woh mera woh nasha hai jo kabhi nahi utar sakta." के होना जाए प्यार तुमसे मुझे, कर देगा बर्बाद इश्क मुझे। Ivor and Shritika Her oldie, his printessa "Love. That word felt meaningless until I fell for her." कैसे बताऊँ जज़्बात ये मेरे? मैंने खुद से भी ज्यादा तुझे चाहा है।
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✭⋆𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞⋆✭ "Why did you not listen to me?"I whispered against her lips, my voice husky with a mixture of anger and possessiveness. "I can do anything I please. You have no right to dictate my movements," she retorted, her voice firm. My grip on her waist tightened involuntarily. "Let's go to bed, and I'll show you exactly who I am to you,"I growled, scooping her up in my arms and carrying her towards the bed. I hovered over her, intertwining our hands and gazing intently into her eyes, a venomous glint in my own. "Tell me what you see in my eyes,"I demanded, my voice low and dangerous. Strangely, she remained remarkably calm, her demeanor almost serene. Finally, she spoke, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "A child," she murmured softly. "What?" I barked, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. "A little boy," she continued, her voice gaining strength, "who desperately needs protection. A boy who yearns for love, for acceptance, for someone to hold him and never let go. A boy who has always been the shoulder to lean on for others, yet has never found a shoulder to cry on himself. And I... I love this boy." Her smile was fragile, a fleeting expression that mirrored the softening of my own grip on her hands. My eyes stung with a sudden, unexpected wave of emotion. ✰ Falling in love with the daughter of his father's murderer, he found his carefully constructed revenge plan crumbling before his eyes. Years of carefully cultivated hatred threatened to be consumed by a burgeoning affection he never anticipated. Unbeknownst to him, she was the very source of the pain he sought to avenge. Would he succumb to the allure of her love, or would his thirst for vengeance ultimately consume them both? "MATURE CONTENT"

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