Masoom dil
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Dawood Malik
A 28-year-old handsome hunk, a sight for sore eyes-
But unfortunately living with a cognitive disorder.
Despite his age, his mind is like that of an 8-year-old-so innocent, so fragile, unaware of the world's darkness.
Noor-e-Fishaan Zakhraov
A 20-year-old fragile, beautiful girl with purple eyes and raven-black hair flowing down to her hips.
Her pale white skin makes her look like an innocent soul trapped in a witch's body.
Only if her beauty can buy her naseeb, for her , life has been filled with troubles, pain, and sabr.
What will happen when these two completely opposite lives become entangled by destiny?
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She was dressing his hand, applying ointment. Noor looked like a real hoor in her emerald green silk abaya, with a dupatta draped over her head.
Her full concentration was on his hand, and she hissed softly, as if feeling his pain herself.
She was about to wrap the gauze around his knuckles and palm when he suddenly grabbed her face with the same injured hand, painting her pale skin with his blood, and latched his lips onto hers like she was the last drop of water he needed to survive.
Noor clutched his shirt with one hand, trying to breathe.
She held his beard-clad jaw and let him take what he wanted...
Sucking the life out of her lips, he stared into her purple eyes, now filled with warmth. Her cheeks had turned red like cherries, and her plump red lips glistened with their mixed saliva, making her look ethereal.
Neither of them was aware of the piercing, pain-filled gaze of the man standing at the door, feeling like his heart would stop a thousand times over.
He saw the way his brother kissed her like he owned her heart'. His heart bleed seeing them.
P.s. it's not a Love triangle.
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"I don't have a heart . " he said leaning away from her touch . her light was too overwhelming for the darkness inside his very soul . he was the true meaning of evil . he murdered his own brothers , slaughtered his very father and killed his mother what other evil could exist other than him ? yet his broken and battered soul needed some one to tell him he wasn't as evil as people thought he was . he needed to a light for his dark sinful soul. she stared at him . she knew he doesn't have a heart .she knew of his atrocities , she knew of his darkness , yet her soul wasn't as clean either . wherever she went she knew that path would always lead back to him . for some reason the darkness in his soul comforted her ." neither do I " "what are you doing" he looked up at her eyes and smiled "what do you think " his kiss landed again on her neck and she shuddered as a wave of pleasure hit her " get away from me " she said sounding unsure of her self gods she sounded pathetic . he chuckled and continued kissing her body , adoring it with his unholy touches , she struggled to keep her mind where it should be but her attempt was failing his touch gods his touch was sedative and she needed it . she sucked in air when his mouth landed on her nipples "vermol" she moaned . he continued sucking , touching and she kept moaning then he said"tell me to stop Regina if you don't I won't be able to" she knew she should the words were on her lips but the question was did she want him to stop?. dear readers this story is rated mature . it is my second story after a long time pls if you notice any mistakes pls correct me . just have fun and be sure to comment. oh and one more thing take care of your heart cos u may fall in loveComplete
She wasn't supposed to be in his life. He wasn't supposed to care. Hiding from a dark past that nearly destroyed her, she ends up in the most unexpected place living secretly in the bedroom of a stranger, hidden from his family, her name erased from the world outside. He gives her shelter without questions. What begins as a quiet coexistence grows into something unspoken. She's hiding in his room. He's hiding his feelings. And outside their stolen peace, the storm is closing in. Just when she begins to believe in safety, the truth catches up and nothing is what it seems. Now, with love blooming in the shadows and danger pressing at the door, she must make an impossible choice: run before he gets hurt, or stay and risk losing him forever. _________ A twisted smile spread across his face as he leaned in closer, his hot, alcohol-laced breath over her. He pressed his nose to her neck, inhaling deeply before pulling back slightly to growl in her ear, "You can't run away anymore." he slurred, his voice a sinister whisper. His eyes bore into hers with a mix of anger and possessiveness that made her blood run cold. Her mind raced, desperately trying to think of a way to escape. "Let me go!" she cried, her voice trembling. She tried to pull away, but he only tightened his grip, his other hand moving to her waist to hold her closer. "You're mine," he growled, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "And no one gets to take what's mine, not even your bastard lover".
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