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It is often astonishing how a single moment can change in your entire being. How one word can touch your soul and set your whole body on fire. It is precisely not understandable the way one intangible emotion can shake your entire existence. 'This is me' she said. And. 'I..' I said out loud. And she just looked at me. Waiting for me to finish. I just wanted to tell her all of it. I wanted her to acknowledge my pain and love me from there on out till the end of time. I wanted to tell her why I froze the other day after embracing her touch. I wanted to tell her how her beauty had ripped apart my entire heart. How I had spent so many of my days in awe of a face I had never actually seen. I wanted to tell her, how in the most fairy tale of ways, I had fallen in love and that too with her mere shadow. But. 'I..' was all I said. [2016 Sadikshya Bhandari All Rights Reserved]
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Book-1 in the obsession series I told her not to wake me. I told her again and again, but she never learns. Every time she opens her mouth, every time she looks at him, something inside me burns. And tonight, I'm done warning.I press the knife against her chest and whisper, "I told you not to wake me... now see, what you did with yourself." Her eyes widen, tears mixing with sweat as the blade cuts deeper. She tries to grab my wrist, but I push harder, feeling the resistance fade under my hand. The sound of her gasp hits my ears, trembling, desperate-but all I feel is calm. Strange, but true. The deeper the knife goes, the quieter my thoughts become.He's mine. Not just his smile. Not just his body. Him-every breath, every heartbeat, every thought. Mine. And I don't share what's mine.She screams. The noise shakes through the room, sharp, irritating. "Ananya... you're doing wron-" Before she can finish, I push the blade all the way through her chest. The words die on her lips, replaced by silence."I don't like raised voices," I mutter, watching the light fade from her eyes. My voice sounds strange, lower than usual, almost satisfied. She falls back-limp, lifeless-eyes still open, like she's still trying to question me.The blood spreads across the floor, slow and uneven, and I kneel there, staring at it. This... this is peace. This is what quiet feels like. No begging. No pleading. Just me. And soon, him. No one can keep him like I can.I wipe the blade clean on her dress, stand up, and breathe deeply. The air smells sharp, metallic, real. My heart's steady again. The trembling's gone. Finally, again...only mine. She is not just a CEO but a devil who kills someone if they try to come in between them.When he will get to know her real, will his love break her darkness... or will his warmth be enough to meet her the real herself?

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