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Rajveer Singh Rathore was supposed to marry my sister, but now we are bound in a marriage.
He never wanted me and I also don't want him. I love someone else, and he loves my sister.
A marriage tangled...
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Love a monster, it may love you in return, Yet its nature, unforgotten, always burns. In its embrace, a delicate dance with the dark, For love, tempered by the beast's stark mark.
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Siya loves the color red, and I might bleed myself dry before she falls in love with me.
It's been two days since I kidnapped her, and that was the last time we spoke. I want her to feel the weight of her actions, to understand the pain she inflicted on me.
She keeps asking me if I have anything to tell her. If she weren't this naive, I might have believed she knew something. But that can't be possible. I have woven the threads of lies and manipulation so intricately that she can't see beyond them.
My girl thinks she can manipulate me—jokes on her. She believes she can twist the narrative to make it seem like everything is my fault, even the kidnapping.
But deep down, I know the truth. It was her fault, her mistake to ask for a divorce without even trying to talk. She shuts me out every time, and I have my limits. I won't just sit back and watch her walk away from me. I'm not that kind of man.
I will chase her down and drag her back to me, whether she hates me or loves me. She brought this upon herself by asking for a divorce. I played the role of a perfect gentleman and let her think she could leave.
But the monster inside me wants her, craves her, and will do anything to keep her with me. If I have to manipulate her, play the victim card, and paint her as the villain of our story, so be it. She has to live with me.
By hook or by crook, Siya is all mine and will remain mine.
And she can go and meet her devil of a sister, who is six feet under now. The audacity of that woman to even think she could manipulate Siya into leaving me, just because she knew how obsessed I have been with her. She thought she could save her sister from me, from the invisible cage I was going to put her in.
But she underestimated me, underestimated how far I would go to keep Siya by my side. No one takes what's mine. Not her sister, not anyone. If it means crossing lines, if it means doing the unthinkable, I'll do it. For Siya, for us.
