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

The man smirked at her and made her head boil with anger. Dhruv, on the other hand, was very sure of whom she was talking to. He exchanged a few glances with Dimitri and Iqbaal, who were kneeling on the ground, their hands held captive by the cuffs.

"I guess you do... Hello, I'm Dhananjay." The man's lips stretched into a crooked smile

"I saw you! I saw you on the day of the bomb blast. You were there." Meenakshi said.

"Of course, I was the one who did it." Dhananjay said blandly.Meenakshi's eyes lit up with realisation. "And even, I was the one who killed Lilac."

Dhananjay flashed a mischievous smile and turned his attention towards a furious Dimitri. "Yes, it was me. My main target was you. But that slut had to come in between and ruin everything."

"Say that again you fucking bastard!!! I'll kill you!! Put me out of these cuffs and I'll show you some real hell!" Dimitri challenged him.

I Choose My Death