It was midnight, and the room was unusually still, but my mind was restless. I had been sitting on the bed for the past two hours, mindlessly playing games on my phone, trying to distract myself. But no distraction was enough-not tonight.
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๐๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐๐ง ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฎ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ. ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐-๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐. ๐๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐ฏ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฉ๐๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ... ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐๐จ๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ณ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐. ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐-๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ค๐๐ง ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ค, ๐๐ก๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ค๐ ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ-๐๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ฏ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐๐๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ซ๐๐ฏ๐๐ฅ, ๐๐ง๐ฏ๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ฐ๐๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฆ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ก. โโโโเญจเงโโโโ ๐๐ง ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ฅ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ ๐๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ง... ๐จ๐ซ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐๐ง ๐๐๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐๐ข๐ซ?
๐พ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ท๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. ๐ญ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.
She ruled the sky. He commanded the sea. But their hearts? Uncharted territory. Four years ago, Aisha Maddox walked away from the only man who ever made her feel grounded. Rhys Callahan was quiet strength, calculated calm, and hersโuntil one night shattered everything. She thought she saw the truth. He thought she was the one who'd never run. Neither were right. Now, Aisha is one of the Air Forceโs boldest fighter pilots, hiding heartache behind sharp maneuvers and sarcastic smiles. Rhys is a Navy Captain, colder, harder, and more unreadable than ever. When a joint military operation forces them back into each otherโs orbit, the sky isnโt the only thing on fire. He hasnโt forgiven her. She doesnโt know how to ask. But some stories donโt end. They just pauseโuntil fate presses play. In a world of discipline, duty, and dangerโฆ can love survive the turbulence?
๐๐ค๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ค๐ซ๐๐จ ๐๐๐๐๐ฃ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ฉ ๐๐ฃ๐๐จโฆ โโโโเญจเงโโโโ ๐ผ๐ฃ๐ซ๐๐จ๐๐ โก ๐๐ธ๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ข๐จ๐ฐ, ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐บ๐ข๐ญ๐ต๐บ, ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ตโ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ถ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆโฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ข๐ธ๐ฏ. ๐๐ฐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ด๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐บ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ฆ. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ง๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด ๐ค๐ณ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ญ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ง๐ข๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ข๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ. ๐๐ฐ๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ด๐ดโ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ด๐ข๐ธ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. โโโโเญจเงโโโโ ๐ผ๐ฃ๐ซ๐๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จโ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ, ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ, ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ค๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ. ๐๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ณ๐ช๐ฌ ๐จ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ช๐ต ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ด๐ฆ. ๐๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ข๐ตโ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ท๐ฆ. ๐๐ธ๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐โ๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฅ. ๐๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏโ๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ค๐ญ๐ฐ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ. ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐บ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ช๐ค๐ฆโ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐โ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐บ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ต. โโโโเญจเงโโโโ ๐๐๐๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฉ๐ง๐๐ฎ๐๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข ๐๐ค๐ง ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐จ๐ค๐ฃ. ๐๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฎ'๐ก๐ก ๐๐ช๐ง๐ฃ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ฎ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ๐ ๐ฉ๐ค ๐ฌ๐๐ฃ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ข ๐๐๐๐ .
In the ruthless world of power, wealth, and secrets, Ahana Malhotra is caught between two dangerous menโher ambitious and cold-hearted husband, Kiyan Malhotra, and his fiercest rival, the enigmatic and unyielding Arhaan Kozllov. Ahana, the perfect socialite and Kiyan's trophy wife, has spent years masking her pain behind a flawless smile. But one fateful rainy night changes everything when her car crashes into Arhaanโs. The collision sets off a chain of events that forces her to confront not only the cracks in her marriage but also her own long-buried fears and desires. Arhaan, known for his iron will and icy demeanor, never expected to cross paths with Ahana like this. As their lives become entangled, he finds himself torn between his thirst for vengeance against Kiyan and an inexplicable need to protect the woman who symbolizes everything he despisesโand yet, everything he cannot resist. And then thereโs Kiyanโcalculating, manipulative, and determined to maintain his empire at any cost. But as he starts to lose control over Ahana and realizes Arhaanโs growing influence over her, heโll stop at nothing to keep her by his sideโeven if it means waging a war that could destroy them all. In this electrifying tale of love, betrayal, and redemption, three lives collide in a high-stakes game where hearts are weapons, trust is a luxury, and the ultimate price is more than any of them ever bargained for.
"Why haven' t you eaten dinner?" Leo's voice was cold, his hand tightening around my waist. "I.." My breath hitched as he thrust into me again, harder this time, stealing my words. "Ah, L-Leo" I moaned, my nails digging into his shoulders. Before I could catch my breath, something soft pressed against my lips. A sandwich? "Eat, Eva," he commanded, his tone leaving no room for argument. "How....how can I eat like this?"' I gasped, my body trembling under his control. "You have to," he murmured darkly, his lips grazing my ear. "You'll need your strength to handle me." Without warning, he pushed deeper, his grip on my hips unrelenting. My body jerked in response, and my mouth opened instinctively. He took the opportunity to press the food against my lips again, his smirk evident in the way his eyes burned into mine.
๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฌ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐๐. ๐๐ญโ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ. ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐๐ง๐, ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌโ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ค๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐๐. ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐๐. ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐ฐ๐ง๐๐. ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ฒ๐ซ๐โ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ ๐๐จ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ซ, ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐, ๐๐๐๐งโ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ, ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐โ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ. ๐๐จ๐ฐ? ๐โ๐ฆ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐๐ก. ๐๐ง ๐๐๐ก๐จ. ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐๐๐จ๐ฐ. ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐๐ก๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ฒ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐. ๐๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐ฆ๐. ๐๐ซ๐๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐. ๐๐ง๐ ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ซ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ ๐จ๐๐๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐ ๐๐จ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐๐๐. ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐๐. ๐๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐๐ง๐๐ฌ. ๐๐ข๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ข๐ง. ๐รญ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ฅ. ๐๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐๐ฒ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐๐๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฒ๐๐ฅ ๐๐๐ซ๐ฏ๐๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐ง๐๐ซ ๐จ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ. ๐๐๐๐ง ๐๐จ๐๐ฌ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐๐ ๐๐๐งโ๐ญ. ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐๐จ๐ง๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ฌ๐โ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐. ๐๐โ๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐๐ง ๐โ๐ฏ๐ ๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐๐. ๐๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐๐ง. ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ. ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฑ ๐๐๐๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ญ๐๐ ๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐งโ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐๐. ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐๐ค๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐๐ฆ๐. ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ ๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฅ๐. ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐๐ง ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ ๐๐ข๐งโ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐, ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ. ๐๐ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ.
How do you survive when your fairy tale collapses, when you discover that the person you believed to be your prince was, in fact, the devil himself? The man I thought was my savior, the one who would protect me, turned out to be the very monster who destroyed me. My world shattered when I learned the truth about Vivian Singhania-the truth that he wasn't a prince, he wasn't even human. He was a devil, and all I was to him was a pawn, a tool in his ruthless game. Vivian had spun his web of lies so tightly around me that I never saw it coming. Every word, every gesture-it was all to lure me in, to make me trust him, love him. And I did. Jesus, how I loved him. But no matter how deep the lies ran, the truth always finds a way to break through. And now that it has, I wish I could tear him out of my heart, rip every memory of him away from my soul. But I can't. No matter how hard I try, he's there-buried so deep that even my death wouldn't erase him. And now, I stand before him, my heart in ruins, my spirit crushed. All I want are answers. Why? Why did he do this to me? What was I to him? "Why did you do this, Vivian?!" I scream, my voice cracking as my body finally gives out, and I collapse to the ground, my knees hitting the cold, unforgiving floor. I feel my strength drain from me, leaving nothing but a hollow shell. How could he? How could the man I loved do this? Everyone in the room stares, but I don't care. Let them watch my pain. Let them see the cost of loving a devil. Tears flood my eyes, blurring everything as I sob. "You ruined everything... my family, my life. You pretended to love me... just to destroy everything I had," I say, my voice breaking as I lift my tear-streaked face to look at him. There's a bitter smile on my lips, twisted by the pain that's swallowing me whole. "You made me believe in you... you showed me a man who never even existed." Vivian crouches before me, and for a moment, I see something flicker in his eyes, but I can't make sense of it. All I can feel is the ice creeping into my veins. His face looks so calm, so emotionless, like none of this matters to him. My tears fall faster, the salt of them stinging my lips, my face drenched in the endless flood of my grief. Then, without warning, something dark and dangerous flickers across his face, and a chill runs down my spine. His expression shifts, and I know. I know what's coming, and yet, I can't stop the fear from clawing its way through me. A cruel smile tugs at his lips. "So, you've figured it out," he says, standing up and shoving his hands into his pockets, pacing in that casual, almost mocking way of his. "Well, since the game is up, there's no point in pretending anymore, is there? Yes, Aarini. It was all a lie. Every kiss, every word-it was all just a part of my plan. Nothing more." His words slice through me like daggers, each one sharp and brutal. My heart, already in pieces, shatters completely. The last bit of hope, that tiny sliver of love I had buried deep for him, dies. My world, my life-it's all gone now. I've lost everything. I close my eyes, my voice trembling as I whisper, "You're a monster, Vivian... a heartless monster." Behind me, I hear him laugh-a dark, chilling sound that makes my blood run cold. "Exactly. That's what I am baby. Heartless, ruthless, and everything you never saw coming," he says, his voice dripping with that same cruel satisfaction. His laughter echoes in my ears, filling me with dread. My body trembles, every fiber of me screaming to run, to get away. But it's too late. I'm trapped-trapped by the man I once loved, and no matter how much I hate him now, no matter how much I want to forget... I know he'll haunt me forever. โโ โโ โโ โ โโ
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