We do terrible things for the people we love....
Eshaan Vikram Khanna pov
Six months. One hundred and eighty-two days. That's how long I've waited.
I let her slip through my fingers once, but not again.
This time, I won't make the same mistake.
Aaradhya Vidya Kapoor belongs to me.
She was the one who entered my life first, unknowingly igniting something dark, something unstoppable.
She wasn't just someone I wanted-she became my existence. My oxygen. My addiction.
And addictions aren't cured; they consume me.
I lean back in my seat, fingers tapping against the armrest, my mind spinning with anticipation. I know she will fall for me again. Just like before.
That soft heart of hers, the way she loved me once-I'll make sure she does again. But this time, she won't have the option to leave.
A smirk tugs at my lips. Today is the day. The day I finally going to make her mine again.
My patience has paid off.
Six months of waiting, watching, preparing. She thinks she moved on. That she's safe. That she's free from me.
She isn't. She never was.
Aaradhya and I? We're inevitable.
No matter how much she fights it, no matter how much she resists,
I know her heart better than she does. It beats for me, whether she admits it or not.
The memory of her-the warmth in her gaze before it turned to fear, the way she whispered my name before she screamed it-fuels the madness inside me.
I don't just want her back. I need her.
And this time, I'll make sure she never leaves.
My fingers curl around the edge of my desk as the clock ticks down. Just a little longer. Just a few more hours.
Then, I'll see her again. I'll remind her who she belongs to.
And this time?
She won't have a choice.
Six months ago, she walked away from me.
She thought she could leave. That discovering who I really am-what I do-would make her free.
She was wrong.
Aaradhya didn't understand back then. She thought love was something soft, something gentle. But with me, love is possession. It's dangerous, obsessive, and irreversible.
I warned her once. I told her she was mine. She thought it was a metaphor.
It wasn't.
When she found out I was the king of the underground, ruling from the shadows with blood on my hands, her innocent heart shattered.
She looked at me with fear instead of love.
And she left.
I let her go that night. That was my mistake. A mistake I made sure to erase.
The memory of that night-the sound of her crying, begging me to stay away-burned me alive for weeks. Until I realized what I had to do.
So, I did it.
The accident wasn't real, of course.
The doctors I paid made sure of that. The memory loss was... orchestrated.
She doesn't remember me. Not us. Not the way she once whispered my name with love, before fear tainted it.
And today... today I get to start over.
This time, I'll do it right.
I watch her from behind the tinted glass of my car as she enters the her college, completely oblivious.
She looks the same-beautiful, soft, fragile.
Her long hair cascades down her back like silk, and the sight of her after six months sends a violent ache through my chest.
She came into my life first, but now... now she is my life.
I grip the steering wheel, my knuckles white.
The thought of her being with anyone else makes my blood boil. I won't let her go again.
A twisted part of me relishes this-watching her, knowing she has no idea what's about to happen.
That the stranger she's about to meet isn't a stranger at all.
I'll make her fall for me again
I know she will.
She did before, and she'll do it again. But this time, there's no escape.
This time, I won't let her run.
I take a deep breath, calming the wildfire inside me. Patience.
One step at a time. I've waited six months for this day..
I smirk at my reflection. Gone is the feared mafia king, the man whose name makes enemies tremble.
Instead, Eshan Verma stares back at me-a simple college student with an easygoing smile, a harmless charm, and a carefully crafted disguise.
No one would suspect me. Not her. Not anyone.
I adjust my glasses, smoothing out the hoodie I would have never worn in my real life. This isn't me. But for her, I can be anything.
Aaradhya will meet me again, but this time, she won't know who I really am.
She won't recognize the man she once loved. The man she tried to escape.
But the heart doesn't forget so easily.
She'll feel it-that pull toward me, the same way she did before. And I'll be there, right beside her, waiting.
This time, I'll make sure she never leaves.
The moment I step onto the college campus, all eyes are on me.
Girls whisper among themselves, their gazes lingering, admiration evident in their eyes. Some try to catch my attention, offering shy smiles, batting their lashes.
I don't care.
Their attention means nothing to me. I only want one person.
I scan the campus, searching. Where is she?
And then, I see her.
Sitting on the grass with her friends, her head tilted back as laughter spills from her lips. Carefree. Radiant. Untouched by the darkness that once consumed her.
My jaw clenches.
She's laughing. Smiling. As if she's never known me. As if I never existed.
She's supposed to be mine. But right now, she's happy without me.
The sight of it fuels something dangerous inside me, but I push it down.
Patience, Eshaan. Not yet.
I walk forward, ignoring the admiring glances thrown my way. My steps are slow, calculated, my heart pounding in anticipation.
She doesn't even notice me. Doesn't feel my presence.
Not yet.
But she will.
I will make sure of it.
___________
And pls support me ð Pls vote and comment dollies ð Follow my Instagram account for spoilers ð«£ joshi_author_
Pls don't be a silent reader... Feel free to share ur comments ð
Byee take care..
Pls share ur precious comments ðâ¨
my insta : joshi_author_
Pls don't forget to follow and comment....
joshi_author_
Plsss follow and vote... For fast updatesð
Also checkout my stck me account..
Pls support
Bye bye take care ð
And pls share this book to ur frdss
Byee Babies ðð«¶ð»â¨
____