Hate Me First

Hate Me First

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"Don't be late, Kiara." She arrived at 8:03 on purpose. Six months. One project. Two people who have been driving each other insane since the fifth grade. Kiara Oberoi is sharp, precise, and performing confidence so consistently that most people mistake it for the real thing. Ekansh Singhania is controlled, strategic, and notices everything he pretends not to. They are each other's oldest rivalry. They are each other's worst idea. When Professor Mehra assigns them as department leaders on the National Innovation Project, the entire college places bets on how long before one of them commits a crime. Nobody places a bet on this. Nobody saw this coming. (They should have. The margin notes were right there.) A childhood enemies-to-lovers slow burn about two people who knew each other too well to lie, and spent six months trying anyway. Tropes Enemies to lovers Forced Proximity Slow Burn Childhood Enemies The full book will be completed by end of June please do support so I can be motivated to upload the chapters and there will be no delay in uploading the chapters
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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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