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"Welcome to Hell miss... No Mrs. Siya Digvijay Singh Rathor."
"Ye tumhara naam hai ya highway jo chlat hi ja raha hai."
They both are looking at each other with intersty in their eyes which can burn the world. They ha...
I have completed my siya assignment. Now my siya will be so happy that her assignment has been done. She should not be worried about it. I can handle it, but I know her. She will not take any privilege. My wife
When I looked at her she was sleeping. I know she will be tried so I have completed her assignment.
She was slumped over her desk, her cheek pressed against an open notebook, papers scattered all around. The soft light of her desk lamp bathed her in a golden glow, highlighting the strands of her hair that fell across her face. She looked so peaceful, so unaware of everything I had done to bring us here. I couldn’t help but smile.
She’s mine now.
For years, I had watched her, studied her every move. Every laugh, every tear, every glance she shared with others that should have been mine.
FIVE YEARS. Five long years of wanting, of needing her in a way that consumed me. I had been patient, oh so patient. I had waited in the shadows, meticulously planning every detail, every twist that would finally bring her into my arms.
I stepped closer, careful not to wake her. She didn’t even know how hard I had worked, how I had orchestrated every part of her life to lead her here. To me. Her marriage—our marriage—was the final stroke of genius.
Her cousin sister was supposed to marry me, but one little misunderstanding, one carefully placed lie, and now she belonged to me instead.
It was a trap to Bring her into my life. I was the one who sent a marriage proposal to Mr. Singhania.
I gave Yaminia a better deal to run away from marriage. She wanted to become a model. I assure her that it will be taken care of.
She blamed Siya for her ranway. Everything was going perfectly but something went wrong.
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( Chapter - 5)
Her father slapped her and then she was crying and begging her father to believe her. It was breaking my heart into pieces. I was cursing myself for that plan of mine.
So I played one more game. But it should be after our marriage.
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( Chapter - 6 )
I told my man to message me on my phone to a different number. He did what I told everyone to believe that Siya is innocent and Yamini was the one who did everything.
It happened..
The way she had confessed her love... I chuckled under my breath, a low, almost maniacal sound. She thought she loved me. Sweet, innocent thing.
She didn’t know that I was totally mad for her. She doesn't know what I have done for her. How many bastards I have killed to save her but it was worth it.
She is mine now
When she had said those words, when she had looked into my eyes and whispered, “I love you,” it was as if every dark corner of my soul had been lit on fire.
She has no idea, does she?
No one does. Not her, not her family, not mine. They all think I’m the perfect husband, nice man. I laugh at this thought, nice and me?
They can’t see the obsession that runs so deep it burns. They don’t know that I’ve been there all along, watching her, stalking her like a predator waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
And now she’s mine. My wife.
I crouched down beside her, close enough to feel the warmth of her breath on my skin. My heart raced just looking at her, knowing that I had won. That I had outplayed everyone.
“I told you, didn’t I?” I whispered, my voice barely a breath. “I told you we’d be together. You didn’t know it then, but you were always meant for me.”
Her fingers twitched slightly, a faint movement in her sleep, and I couldn’t help but smile again. She was perfect. I reached out, running my finger gently along her jawline, barely touching her. The contact sent a shiver down my spine.
“You don’t know the lengths I went to,” I murmured, feeling the madness bubble up in my chest, “The things I did to make sure this happened. I watched you for so long. I watched you laugh, I watched you cry, and every time I wanted to be the reason for it all. I had to make sure you belonged to me. Who dare to hurt you I punished them sunflower”
I leaned in closer, my lips almost brushing her ear. “And now you do. You said you love me. And you’re mine now.”
“You are the one who saved me from my death. Now this life is yours, my sunflower. She had no idea that she was my savior. She saved me from taking my life.
“Now it's my turn to save you from every harm. I’ll take care of you,” I promised softly, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “No one will ever hurt you. No one will take you from me. You’ll never leave me.”
“This is a promise from your shadow” I whispered, a wild grin spreading across my face as I stood up, with her in my arms. I made her sleep in bed.
I laugh looking at this fucking pillow line which I broke everynight and made her sleep on my chest
“Good night, My Sunflower” I kissed her on her forehead and lay down next to her.
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