𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐌𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐌𝐞 | 18+
Love and revenge-they both start with obsession.
The difference is who dies first.
𝐕𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 was used to silence, to small rooms and smaller dreams, until she decided to step inside Roy mansion.
They called it the mansion of gold.
From the outside, it shimmered like wealth's perfect illusion; marble floors, crystal chandeliers, voices that never knew what hunger sounded like.
But Vaani learned early that gold can hide rot better than dust ever could.
She entered the Roy Mansion not as a guest... but as a storm, came back for one reason: revenge.
Against the powerful family that destroyed everything she once loved. For them, she was just a maid but she was much more than what she appeared to be.
Every smile in that mansion was a mask.
Every secret, a weapon waiting to be used.
And fate had a cruel sense of irony.
Because standing in her way was...
𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲-the name every girl at Crescent Hill University sighed over and every rival feared. He was the face of perfection: tall, sharp, untouchable. The heir whose father owned the university and half the city skyline.
He hated her existence.
She despised his breathe.
She was supposed to destroy the Roys.
But she ended up destroying herself instead.
In a world dripping with money, power, and deceit, Vaani learned hard way that survival came at a price. Every whispered insult, every cruel smirk from the rich, entitled students only burned her resolve deeper.
Until hatred began to twist into something darker-
An obsession neither of them could control.
Because when revenge starts to feel like desire...you stop knowing which one will destroy you first.
"You think money makes you untouchable?"
He smirks "No. Power does."
"One day, it'll all burn."
"Then burn with it. You look prettier in flames."
"I hate you."
He stepped closer, "Good, Hate keeps you close."
