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Under His Watch
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    Time 45m
Ongoing, First published 3 days ago
Mature
8 new parts
I live loud on purpose.

The money, the men, the relentless, glittering parties: they are the smoke screen. It keeps people from asking the wrong questions. It keeps my father's secrets buried where they belong.

Until the man next door starts watching me like he already knows the answers.

Ethan Drake is dangerous in a quiet way. Military calm. Sharp eyes. Hands that look like they've learned how to hold both weapons and women. Every interaction between us feels like a game neither of us wants to admit we're playing.

I don't know if he was sent to protect me...
or if I'm the target.

But the closer he gets, the harder it is to remember why I should stay away.
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BL story ha haryanvi🫣 > Rana: "Tu soch le Chaudhary, yah zameen Shekhawaton ki hai. Tere baap ki kursi ab purani ho li, aur tu... tu bas uske naam ka sahara le rha hai." (Think twice, Chaudhary. This land belongs to the Shekhawats. Your father's chair is old now - and you're just hiding under his name.) Devraj didn't flinch - just that faint smirk playing on his lips. > Devraj: "Naam purana sahi, par izzat aaj bhi naye note jaise chamak rahi hai, Rana. Aur kursi ke neeche sab jhukte hain... chahe Shekhawat ho ya Sher." (The name may be old, Rana, but the respect still shines like new money. And under the chair of power, everyone bows - whether a Shekhawat or a lion.) A short silence. But the way they looked at each other - it wasn't just rivalry. It was something darker... heavier... almost magnetic. Rana took a slow step forward, his eyes burning through Devraj's calm. > Rana: "Tere jese log vote se chalenge, main to jazbaat se chalta hu. Aur jab dil me aag lag jaave na, to kursi bhi jhukh jati hai." (Men like you run on votes, I run on emotions. And when the fire burns in my heart, even the throne bows down.) Devraj leaned in just enough - enough for the air between them to turn dangerous. > Devraj: "Bas farq itna hai, Rana - tu aag se khelta hai... aur main aag ko apne liye nachata hu." (The only difference, Rana - you play with fire... I make fire dance for me.) Their shoulders brushed as Rana passed by, eyes still locked - a silent promise, a war waiting to explode. Politics was never this personal before. But now... it was. Because under the Power, lay something far stronger - Pyaar.