A SHADOW FROM MY BOOK 🥀

should've never written those books. I thought I was in control-Bleeding my fantasies onto paper,Fictionalising the monsters I could never crave in real life.Until one of them stepped out of the shadows...And made me his.

Vivek Agarwal.Dark. Ruthless. Obsessively mine. He didn't steal my heart-he claimed it,
Like it was owed to him from the beginning.
And when I tried to run... he only chased harder. He read my dirtiest pages,Then turned them into reality-With his mouth, his fingers, his merciless hunger.I screamed. I begged. I wept.Not because I hated it...But because I loved it.Every time I said no,My body whispered yes. Now I wear his sindoor.Sleep in his bed. Bear the bruises of his love.

And the scariest part?

I never want to escape again.

{{"Don't say things you don't understand, sweetheart," He warned, stepping forward. But she was unbuttoning the top of her kurti , eyes bold , breathing uneven.

"No," she said. "I want it..All of it...Just like i wrote."
Vivek eyes darkens and he quickly closed the space between them with his mouth and- }}