His Forgotten Obsession || 18+

Her breath caught in her throat.

She wasn't meant to be here.

This is not where she belonged......or so she thought.

And in the shiver of the chilling night...

The person her life felt most threat of , is the one whose arms she chose.

" A-agastya..." , she whispered.

Her gaze gaze landing onto that very stoic figure in the room.

He was cold.

But warmer than the chilling night outside.

He was a stranger.

But more known than her own family.

He was a threat.

But more safer than her own self.

His eyes were detached as always.

But there was something in his expressions....as if he himself was waiting for her soft weight against his.

He didn't open his arms.

No.

But he looked like he would lock them around her if she approached.

This wasn't affection.

He never did one.

But whatever it was....he knew it was Genuine.

And that's when he felt her approaching.

His arms gave way for the small trusting figure almost automatically.

This was the moment he realised.....

This was what authors meant when they said....

He could burn the world just for her.

Because Agastya felt...the exact same.

Not that she was the first girl in his life.

But because she was the first who made him feel.

Agastya Singhania don't feel.

He just possessed.

And she ?

Was his rarest possession he would keep by his side even if it meant....

Being a devil for the world.