His Softest Obsession

His Softest Obsession

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​"My life was measured in local train schedules, pending bills, and the constant search for the perfect jalebi. I was a girl of soft curves and loud laughter, perfectly content in my ordinary world. Then I met him. He was all sharp edges, expensive silk, and a silence that felt like a threat. I was the girl no one noticed; he was the man everyone feared. I should have run, but he looked at me like I was the only thing in his world that wasn't covered in blood." I was an anomaly-soft, real, and entirely out of place. He was supposed to be my nightmare, but every time his hand brushed mine, I realized I wasn't his victim. I was his softest obsession." #IndianRomance, #Mafia, #ChubbyHeroine, #OppositesAttract
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They were close. Not inappropriate. Not scandalous. Just... close. And Seraphina noticed. She didn't knock on Dominic's office door. She hadn't in years. She was halfway inside when she stopped, seeing her husband standing with Natalia, his assistant. Dominic had his jacket off, his sleeves pushed back. Natalia stood close, laughing with him in a way that felt nothing like their usual professional conversations. Then her hand rose to his collar. Her fingers lingered, and Dominic didn't step away. "You don't have to pretend with me," Natalia said softly. Pretend. Seraphina felt something inside her give way. "I know," Dominic answered. That was all it took. Natalia moved closer, and Dominic's hand settled on her waist. He didn't stop her. Their lips met in a slow, certain kiss. But the kiss wasn't what broke Seraphina. It was the moment before it, when Dominic could have stepped back and chose not to. His hand had tightened around Natalia's waist, as though letting her go had never crossed his mind. He pulled away only when he saw Seraphina standing silently in the doorway. The color drained from his face. But it was already too late. Seraphina didn't scream or demand an explanation. She simply turned and walked away from the office and from the marriage she had believed was safe. Dominic reached the hallway too late. She was already gone, and for the first time in seven years, he had no idea how to fix what he had broken.

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