PIXIE_DUST

"W-what are y-you doing?" said Meenakshi

"Taking what's precious to every girl!" Dhruv growled. 

With a single move, he teared up her Kurti, exposing her bra. Dhruv looked at her with lust filling in his eyes. 

Meenakshi tried to resist him by moving her arms and legs, but he pinned her legs too with his own.

He leaned in and harshly sucked her lips, biting them hard under his teeth. He pinched his waist, making her scream which gave his tongue entry into her mouth. He raptured her whole mouth with his tongue, enjoying the pleasure it gave to him.

Meenakshi groaned in pain. 

He released her mouth and slid to her neck, biting and kissing it down. 

Meenakshi hissed in pain, trying to move her hands from his grip. She was feeling the same sensation coming back to her. 

The feeling of vulnerability. She couldn't take it. Hot tears streamed down her eyes. 

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A single promise! 

Who knew that one promise would change the fate of the International Mafia lord Dhruv and a simple Indian girl Meenakshi. Fate tied them under the strings of marriage during their childhood and after twenty years, they are supposed to live the promise. 


Dhruv is the complete definition of ruthless while Meenakshi is the harbinger of love. Being complete opposites, how can love happen? 


Yet Meenakshi finds herself falling for his charms. But being in love with Dhruv was like being in love with danger. She had to face every blow coming from him, each time her heart shredding another piece of pain. And with each passing moment, she found herself falling deeper into the well. 

Will Meenakshi ever succeed melting the stone-hearted mafia?

Will love happen? Or fate has yet play it's dirty game?



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Passion Of Love

Time passed and not a single voice was heard. It felt like the whole hospital was sleeping, except the two who were drenching themselves in each other's beauty.

He walked slowly towards her bed, keeping his eyes fixated on hers, and settled on the chair beside the bed.

How do you feel?"He spoke in a subtle, grave tone that brought the latter out of her dreamland.

Meenakshi furrowed her brows in confusion. He didn't look well. He was so silent"

Meenakshi kept staring at him for a while until something caught her attention. She moved her hands towards his black shades and without his consent, took them off.

His eyes were swelled up, tears trying to get their permission from falling on his face.

Without wasting a second, Dhruv pushed his seat and walked away towards the door, but one voice from behind stopped him.

Mending Bonds (Part-2)