AUTHOR'S POV :
šMumbai,

AUTHOR'S POV :
šMumbai,

Writing love that comes with pain and heartbreak brutal than anything else.
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She didnāt rebel loudly, instead, she chose silence and that silence cut through their egos sharper than any weapon ever could. She was a girl who once found solace in romance novels but the world wasnāt kind enough to let her live in peace. They forced her back into reality, dragged her out of her dreams and when she turned cold, stripped of every emotionāshe became the villain, the ungrateful one. He was given freedomā¦free will, family love, the kind of support people crave. But with it came responsibility. He was always the cheerful one, always making everyone happy, wearing a smile that never faltered or at least, thatās what the world saw. When silence met noise, when restriction collided with freedom, when societal rules clashed with free will, when coldness brushed against warmthā a love story began. One she never wanted, and one he never stopped dreaming of ever since he realised he was in love. ______________//_______________



āIn a world of mafia, where I donāt know if Iāll live to see the next minute, do you think Iād let myself get caught up in a fleeting obsession?ā His gaze lifted, locking onto Shivanās. āIn a world where I have to protect you, mom, and myself from death at every turn, do you think Iād waste time on infatuation?ā Shivan lowered his eyes, his brotherās piercing gaze demanding answers to questions Shivan knew he couldnāt provide. Rudraksh rose from his seat, the twist of the glass in his hand echoing the twisting storm inside him. He moved towards the window, his eyes softening as they found the moon, glowing in the night like a silent reminder of herāthe woman who had managed to slip past the walls heād spent years building. Her face flashed before him: innocent eyes, delicate features, and a heart that was too kind for the darkness surrounding him. āJunoon nahiā¦ā¦.,ā Rudraksh's voice darkened with raw emotion, āRudraksh Raichand ka sukoon hai woh.ā Possession, protectiveness, and obsession surged through his words, unmistakable.



Their hearts refused to get separated but their destiny had some other plans.

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