His Ravenous One | 18+

"Say you hate me again. Maybe if you keep saying it, I'll stop noticing the way your voice shakes every time you look at me."

"Then I guess you should stop looking at me like I'm both your damnation and your greatest muse."
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Ayaan Acharya is everything I should hate.

Perfect. Untouchable.

The golden boy of the Acharya empire who wins at everything he touches. My rival since childhood. The man who looks at me like we're still trapped in some endless competition neither of us knows how to survive without.

And somehow, he's also the person my mind always drifts back to.

Every headline with my name in it.
Every scandal attached to my reputation.
Every stranger dragged into my bed...

Just to prove I don't care.

None of it matters when he walks into the room.
People think our rivalry is hatred. Maybe that's because hatred is easier to understand than whatever this is.

Easier than admitting the only person who has ever inspired me... is him.

Inay Malhotra is my greatest agony.

Beautiful. Reckless.

The fashion industry's favorite villain with rumors wrapped around his name like smoke. They say sleeping with him guarantees success. They say he ruins people just as easily as he makes them.

What they don't know is that he ruined me years ago with a single kiss.

Because ever since that day, I've had to live with the unbearable truth that...
The person I love might never choose me back.

So I play my role perfectly.
Smile perfectly. Compete perfectly.

While every victory feels hollow standing next to the only man I've ever wanted.

Maybe we can keep pretending this is rivalry.
Maybe we can keep tearing each other apart under flashing cameras and whispered rumors.

As long as neither of us admits the truth-

That no matter who we touch,
who we date, or who we become...

He will always be my ravenous one.
And I will always belong to him.