Between love and Obsession || 18+
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I see her... she's standing in my room, glowing.
Draped in a deep red saree that hugs her curves like it was stitched by desire itself. Her long hair flows down in soft waves, her maang tikka catching the light. Her lips-those familiar, infuriating, plump lips-glossed and slightly parted. She looks... like a bride. My bride.
I forget to breathe.
The room is quiet, dimly lit. She doesn't say a word-just looks at me. Not shy, not bold. Just... there. As if she belongs.
My steps are slow as I walk toward her. My hand lifts on its own, trailing gently along the silk of her saree until it reaches her bare waist. Warm. Soft. Real.
She doesn't flinch.
Her eyes hold mine, and I'm not sure if my heart is racing or stopping.
My gaze drops to her lips.
God.
I lean in, one hand resting on her waist, the other brushing her cheek. Her breath warms mine. My eyes flutter shut, lips just inches from hers...
Knock. Knock.
I freeze. My lips hover, not touching.
"Who's knocking?" I whisper, eyes still closed.
She giggles. "Open your eyes and see."
I frown.
Knock. Knock. Knock. Louder now.
Her voice begins to fade.
"Open your eyes, Aarav..." she whispered near my lips.
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She came to the city chasing her dreams. He became the distraction she never saw coming.
And what will happen when Aarav and Priya's fathers clash with each other?
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