BEFORE THE LAST GOODBYE

BEFORE THE LAST GOODBYE

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Parshi sharma and Ishani thakur were friends from their birth because their mother's were bestfriend. Parshi is older . She is sweet but not weak , she is with whom everyone feel comfortable . Parshi believe that love is the most beautiful thing and when she will fall in love she will fall for a simple man who love her deeply. On the other hand Ishani is younger than parshi by 3 month. being the youngest she is short tamper with foul mouth . Ishani believe love is not for her . Being short tamper and foul mouth doesn't mean that Ishani is bad she had a warm heart. People say that faith always have a different plan. Which is true... Parshi who wish to have a simple love life fall in love with a man who hate anyone who try to interfere his life , the heartthrob of the college, the older son of Malhotra's family. Abhinab Malhotra. And Ishani who don't believe in love got someone who love her like breathing. The older son of rajput's family , abhinab bestfriend and the second heartthrob. Abhimanyu Rajput. What will happen between them as time pass ? will love win ? Will abhinab ever let parshi to enter his life? Will Ishani give in to Abhimanyu?
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"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

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