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Raigad ke shant mahal ke aangan mein shaam dheere-dheere utar rahi thi. Dhoop ki aakhri kiranen pattharon par pighal rahi thi, jaise waqt khud thahar sa gaya ho. Das saal ka Rudra Pratap Rajput, apni talwar se zyada apni baaton mein garv liye, rawana hone ke liye taiyaar khada tha. Uski aankhon mein ek ajab sa vachan tha—bachpana bhi, aur ek anjaani zimmedari bhi. Uske saamne khadi thi chhoti si Meera Rajvanshi, sirf chhe saal ki, jiske haathon mein abhi bhi khilone the, par aankhon mein poore raaj gharane ki masoomiyat chamak rahi thi. Rudra ne halka sa jhuk kar uski taraf dekha, jaise kisi rani ko pranam kar raha ho. “Meera,” usne dheemi par thehri hui awaaz mein kaha,“jab tum badi ho jaogi… main laut kar aaunga. Aur us din, main tumse shaadi karunga.”
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Raigad ke shant mahal ke aangan mein shaam dheere-dheere utar rahi thi. Dhoop ki aakhri kiranen pattharon par pighal rahi thi, jaise waqt khud thahar sa gaya ho.
Lily couldn't speak, shame and fury choking her. She wanted to look away, but his gaze was a magnetic, controlling force, demanding her total attention. The humiliation and the intensity of his absolute gaze collided, pushing her over the edge. Her body, the ultimate traitor, completed its surrender under the direct, demanding force of his eyes.
His eyes met mine, and the world stopped breathing. We didn't need words; the silence between us burned hotter than fire. It wasn't love anymore it was something darker, something that tasted like pain and desire. It was heavy, suffocating... the kind of silence that crawls under your skin and refuses to leave. Between us, it wasn't love anymore it was hunger, obsession, and something far darker. He didn't have to touch me to make me shiver. His gaze did that. His silence did that. And I hated how much I craved it how much I craved him. He didn't say he missed me, but his silence did. Every pause, every glance, every breath between us screamed the truth He was mine, even when he tried not to be. Follow me on Instagram for further updates farmdarm_224
Some stories aren’t written in words — they’re carved in pain, obsession, and the silence that follows.
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