DPUM (Chapter 30)
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BLURB BHAKTI SHARMA I shouldn't have smiled at the articles. He was engaged and the bride wasn't me. I felt betrayed after all those years I waited for him in India, hoping that one day or the other he’ll find the way that leads to me. Prem Thakur was the only man I dreamt about and now he is getting married to someone else. Not done because he was meant to be mine—no matter if he likes it or not. People don't welcome death and yet one day or the other they have to hug them. Likewise Prem has to marry me even if he doesn't like me or has erased me from his memories. And I’ll make him mine even if it means getting someone else's groom abducted. PREM THAKUR I wasn't responsible for the scandal and yet I decided to take the responsibility by marrying a woman I don't like. I was meant to be Isha Mehta’s fiance tomorrow but today I was a husband—no my wife wasn't Isha but, Bhakti Sharma. I erased her existence the day I left everything behind. The same woman who is now wearing the mangalsutra and sindoor she forced on me. I forgot her, she didn't. I never hoped to have a reunion with a tale from the past, she abducted me—married me and now she has to suffer. She says I belong to her, but fire belongs to none. I never thought I'd marry her and now she’ll always remember me as the nightmare she invited.
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1st book in Trap and Destroy series They snatched everything from me and I curse them every moment, with every breath I take. I am supposed to kill them both. I have dreamt of killing them, destroying them until they beg me to kill them. The hell she showed me will be nothing compared to the one I'll show her. They took everything from me and now it's my turn to return their favour but in a cruel way. I'll make her bleed. I'll make her suffocate in her own air. Until, she'll have to write "Save me" with her blood on the floor because that will be the last option she can let anyone know how worse her condition will be in my presence. I'll be her nightmare. I'll consume her soul, her body-her thoughts and break her all. Aditi Shekhawat deserves it all. She is a forbidden fruit I wasn't supposed to touch but now it was too late. Perhaps her addictive taste gave me an idea to trap her into my territory-forever then slowly ruin her mind and use her against them. Afterall, she is my toy, my addiction and my prey. ✿ Five years. I spent five years of my life in a coma. So when I woke up and found that I am no longer a carefree teenager, I decided to live my life to the fullest like I used to-forgetting the memories from the past. I lost a lot of things, but sooner I realized that staying happy is the main purpose of our lives. A happy soul like me needed everything but then one day I fell in love with my college professor Krunal Mittal. He is the coolest jerk I have ever encountered. I shouldn't fall in love with my professor but it's too late. I am so madly in love with him, he doesn't make me feel bad for what I lost, instead he says he is my shield. Maybe God is sending back my loss in the form of my love or is it just an illusion? The hunter was ready to hunt so was I...until I am on my knees begging him to untangle me
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