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Trayaksh wished to give her the freedom which she was longing for since an eternity but only if he knew that the blurred lines of their past were still chaining them with the tragic thread of destruction which was bound to be the eternal truth of their story. And love between them was beyond impossible as his past sins had already broken the bonny fantasy which she once had woven inside her sterling heart. But here she was, still chained in the blurred and dark past. Chained inside those blurred yet tormenting nine years during which the darkness seeped inside the deepest of her parts making her hollow. Nothing was left for her except the blurred chains of past holding her down and captivati

I felt their longing, their need for freedom, but there was no escape. We were all bound by the same dark desires, trapped in a cycle that seemed unbreakable. 13 NINA His defiance was amusing, but I could sense the cracks in his resolve. Each question he posed only brought him closer to acceptance. I savored the taste of his confusion, the way he struggled against the truth that surrounded him. “You will learn to love me,” I whispered, drawing closer, my fingers brushing against his skin. “You will crave me, just as the others do. We are bound together in this dance of darkness, and there is no escape from it.”

“Like I want more. But I don’t… I don’t even know what more is.” His laugh teetered at the edge of despair, “Alina,if you knew…” He shook his head, as if to dispel whatever thought had plagued him and then with his voice raw, “What you’re feeling...that’s desire. Lust. The bond driving the both of us insane. Your body asking me to touch you and mine… begging me to take you.” His jaw locked tight. “And I’m trying to hold on to the little restraint that I have left.” I blinked up at him.

I swallowed, trying to steady my trembling, trying to convince myself that this was nothing. “It’s fine,” I muttered, but it was a lie. Every nerve in my body was screaming. “Just, just drive.” He exhaled sharply, a mixture of frustration and desire in the sound. “You are shaking,” he murmured. “Is it me?” I froze, heart stopping. “No,” I whispered, though my racing pulse and burning cheeks said otherwise. “Yubi” His voice softened, almost pained. “Why do you look like you want me to touch you, even when you say you don’t?”

“You’re not.” The connection pulsed like a living heartbeat. Her thoughts tangled—fear, longing, confusion—until one slipped through before she could stop it: Please don’t let me vanish. He inhaled sharply. “I won’t.” She met his gaze. “Promise?” “I swear it.” And for the briefest second, the cursed bond didn’t feel like a prison at all. It felt like hope—fragile, forbidden, but real. Then the mirror in the hallway shattered on its own.

he cried, desperation lacing his words. "Will you shut up?" she yelled, delivering a stinging slap across his face. "She is not your type; you’re being manipulated by her." "No!" he shouted back, breaking free from her grasp. "I’m not manipulated! I love her deeply. I can’t love anyone else but her; she is my life!"

They uttered no curse, no sound, yet their truth smothered every lie that hissed at his ear. Truth conquered shadow. He leaned closer, drawn as though hypnotized, unable to resist. Her own gaze met his—dark pupils blown wide, dangerous enough to consume her whole, yet trembling faintly with softness. Waiting. Ready to obey her, if only she willed it, like a fierce hound at her feet. “What?” he whispered, the word grazing her lips. Her thumb brushed along his cheek. “We can’t.” A sigh escaped him, heavy, a fragment of longing darkening his hunter’s eyes. Desire burned in him like fire—but he understood. He saw the boundaries she clung to. And though it warred with everything inside him, he ho

Shadows of bookshelves surrounded us, silent witnesses to our heat, our pleasure, our unrestrained craving. He brushed damp hair from my face, lips curling in a dark, knowing smirk. “This… is only the beginning,” he murmured. “Next time, we’ll go even further.” I pressed against him, gasping, sticky, trembling. My body would never be the same. Desire pulsed through me, insatiable, unrelenting. I wanted more. I needed more. Even as the library returned to silence, even as the shadows settled, I knew one thing: some pleasures could never be contained. Some encounters would haunt you, consume you, and leave you trembling, desperate, craving the next forbidden moment. And I would follow him anyw

He stopped, "I don't want to keep on deceiving you, Fiona. I don't want you to be an object of my misery." "Alexander, I want to be your object. I want you to touch me, feel me, burn for me." I placed my hands on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. "You would regret this," he looked down on me, "I can never love, Fiona." I gasped for air as I took my hands down to his belly button, "You would love me, Alexander." "You don't understand." "Shush! Don't think about anything but me." I closed his mouth with mine, giving him a sensational kiss, one that felt true but false. I knew there was no turning back now. I had gotten tied to the devil's tail.

“I love you, even though you might think my feelings are a lie or merely lust. But I’m not like that. If it were mere lust, I could have done it with anyone. But you know… I can only do this with you, not with any other woman.” He bowed his head, his grip on Thea’s hand tightening. “And I know the hardest part of loving you is making you trust me. So…” Sebastian drew a long breath, exhaled roughly, “…I will set you free, Thea. I know that’s your greatest wish right now.” Sebastian’s eyes fell to their clasped hands; his chest tightened. He said the word “release,” but deep inside he did not want Thea to leave his life. “I have made many mistakes in the past. I have made you hate me, and if I