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"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

Meenakshi watched his expressions hardening every minute, his orbs changing their demeanour in every blink of a second. After a few exchanges of words over the phone, none of which she could decipher, he hung up and diverted his gaze towards the window, his eyes lingering over his unfathomable thoughts.

Meenakshi held his right shoulder gently, chasing him out of his chain of thoughts. "What is it?"

His eyes reflected a sense of uncertainty to deliver the news and it momentarily scared her. He took a deep breath and spoke in a grave tone.

"Danny has got the news and there was a small attack in your house." Dhruv said, before he could hesitate more and all the colours drained out of Meenakshi's face.

She stared at him, dumbstruck, trying to evaluate the truth in his words. Well, Dhruv wouldn't lie to her face about her family knowing how much they mattered to her. But was she ready to handle the truth?

Will Protect You: No Matter What