BANDISH-E- ISHQ

BANDISH-E- ISHQ

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Devarsh Singh Rajawat stood at the pinnacle of the business world, a titan known for his ruthlessness and cold demeanor. The corridors of his vast empire whispered tales of his cutthroat deals and merciless strategies, earning him respect laced with fear. Devarsh's sharp eyes and impenetrable exterior masked a singular, unyielding obsession, Vaishnavi Mathur. Vaishnavi, a classical dancer and college student, was the light that contrasted sharply with Devarsh's darkness. She embodied kindness, caring for her aging grandparents with unwavering devotion. Her beauty was undeniable, but it was her spirit that truly captivated those around her. Unbeknownst to her, she had become the center of Devarsh's world, a fixation that bordered on madness. Devarsh's love for Vaishnavi was a consuming fire.
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"I am not a saint. I am a sin who will devour you, worship every inch of you until you forget where pain ends and pleasure begin." Her jaw clenched. A humorless chuckle escaped her lips. "I am your biggest mistake, Mr. Yugarth Singh Rathore." His laugh was a shard of glass in the darkness. He leaned in, a promise of violence in his eyes. "Careful. My mistakes don't get second chances. They get buried." Her jaw tightened, a last, futile show of strength. "Don't try to touch me. Stay away." His smirk was a wolf's, baring teeth. "You're saying this when I am already burning deep inside you,jaan? "Your body is my sanctuary," he murmured, voice a low rumble that vibrated through her veins, dark as the abyss they danced on the edge of. "The only thing I ever worship is you. I am devoted to every inch of you." "I don't worship gods," he murmured. "I worship the ruin I chose... and that ruin is you."

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