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I am not a gentleman who will caress you but a devil who will ruin you and devour you . You are my deadliest obsession.
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"Aap mujhse pyaar nhi karte toh chor kyu nhi dete" she said bitterly , tears streamed down her eyes.
"Aaise rote nhi hai jaan , jao khana kha lo bhuk lage hogi aur tum jante ho ki mujhe tumhare aakhon mein aasu pasand nhi hai" he said while wiping her tears with his thumb.
"Aap ye sab kyu kar rahe hai? Kyu mere feelings ke sath khel rahe hai? Mujhe pata hai aapko bas revenge chaheye aur kuch nhi isliye aapne mujhse jabardasti shaadi ke taki mere bhai ko blackmail kar sake" she said totally broken from inside.
"Revenge chahiye par tumse nhi tumhare Bhai se , tumhare family se. Tum toh mere jaan ho tumhe mein hurt kaise kar sakta hoon tumhe mein pure duniya se bachaunga tumpe ek aach bhi nhi aane dunga" he said ,his words laced with possession and authority.
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