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โ๐๐ถ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ป ๐๐ป๐๐ผ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ฎ & ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต๐ ๐๐๐น๐ธ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ป๐ถ โ She was his best friend's sister-in-law. He was her brother-in-law's best friend. They met, they fought. They talked, they fought. There wasn't a single time they met without ending up fighting with each other. They loved to annoy and irritate each other. And they couldn't tolerate each other's presence for more than five minutes. But then, a situation arose that made them date each other. Sorry-fake date each other. They hated it. They hated each other. But they had to make it look real. And somehow, in all the chaos of pretending to love someone you can barely stand, something began to change... "๐ณ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐! ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐!" ----๐ท๐๐๐๐ฒ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ "๐พ๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ๐ท๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐, ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐. ๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐." ---๐ฒ๐๐๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐
"๐๐ฅ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐, ๐ค๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ง... ๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐๐ซ๐." My parents say I was violent even as a child. That rage lived in my bones before I learned how to name it. My friends say I have a destructive personality, that people should keep their distance from me if they value their peace. They aren't wrong. My mind and my heart were never calm. There was always noise inside me restless, burning, demanding release. Whatever stood in front of me felt breakable, and my control vanished before I even realized it was slipping. Then she walked into my life. Paruskha Solanki. My rival's sister. Soft. Untouched. A beautiful rose growing where she never should have. She was never meant to matter. At first, she was nothing more than a bet. A distraction. One careless week meant to satisfy my boredom and prove my power. But for the first time in my life... things didn't go the way I planned. I am the leader of The Velvet. The college fears me. One look in my eyes, and they know-I am the storm they cannot survive. And she was forbidden. Untouchable. The one line I should never have crossed. I knew I should have stayed away. But I broke that rule anyway. Now... I don't just want her. I need her. I need to feel her presence to calm the chaos around me. I need her touch to anchor the rage that constantly claws at my skin. I want to leave my mark so deep that she can never forget who changed her, who pulled her apart and forced her to become something stronger. I crave control not just over her body, but her thoughts, her will, her soul. To watch her fall... and rise again only because I allow it. But I forgot one thing. Roses have thorns. And they draw blood. My kitten thinks she can push me away. She's wrong. It's already too late. And she doesn't know this yet but my favourite colour has always been crimson. { A Standalone} | | MATURE CONTENT 18+ | |
Step into the world of Advait Sisodia and Miksha Singhania as they embrace the joys and chaos of parenthood together....
{๐ ๐๐๐บ๐๐ฝ๐บ๐ ๐๐๐พ } ๊ง๐๐๐ฏ๐๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ข๐ & ๐๐ข๐ค๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐๐ง๐ข๐ ๊ง
He is darkness; she is his light He is the beast; she is his beauty He is Hades; she is his Persephone He is the king; she is his queenโค๏ธ "แดแดแดแดแด แดสAแดสแดษดแด แดแด สแดQ, แดแดแดแดแด แดสแดษดแด แดแด สแดQ แดแดแดแดแด สแด๊ฑแดษดแด แดแด สแดQ, แดแดแดแดแด สแดสแดษดแด แดแด สแดQ ๊ฑษชส๊ฐ แดแดส ๊ฑษชส๊ฐ สแดแดแดสแด สแดษช, แดแดแดษด!!!๊ฑสษช๊ฐ สแดแดแดสแด!!" _____ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ "สแดส แดขษชษดแด แดษขษช สแดแดแดสษช ษดแดสษช สแดษช, สแดษดแด๊ฑแด, สแดส แดแดส แดแดส แดษช แดแดแด แดษช ษขสแดสแดแด สแดษด แดสแดแดษช สแดษช!!" ____ ๐๐๐ก๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐
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