The cold glass of the vodka bottle was the only thing keeping me grounded in this sterile, high-rise hotel room in Moscow.
Outside, the snow was falling in jagged sheets, but inside, I was burning.
Recently I have opened a small shelter for stray dogs and cats. No force to anyone. If anyone are willing to they can help me out. That's all. Thankyou.
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ITS A STORY BETWEEN NOT JUST A BOY OR GIRL. ITS A STORY BETWEEN TWO DIFFERENT WORLDS . AND WHEN THEY MET , THE DISTRUCTION BEGINS . Some men love you… Aditya Singh Rathor ruins you. Aditya Singh Rathor is not a man you fall in love with. He is the kind you fear… the kind you don’t escape. Cold. Calculated. Ruthless. He doesn’t chase—he traps. Shreya Agarwal was never meant to cross his path. But now that she has… walking away isn’t an option. Secrets tighten. Boundaries blur. And what starts as a battle of control turns into something far more dangerous. Because the deeper you go… the darker the truth becomes.
He was a man of control—precise, composed, and impossible to read. A professor admired for his brilliance… and feared for reasons no one could quite name. Ira Mishra never intended to stand out. She kept her head down, followed the rules, and believed that some boundaries should never be crossed. Until she crossed his. It starts with a glance she can’t forget. Then a presence she can’t explain. A silence that feels heavier whenever he’s near… as if he’s already decided something she doesn’t know yet. Ishaan Khanna doesn’t chase. He observes. He waits. He chooses. And once he does— he doesn’t let go. Because to him, it was never about love. It was about claiming what was already his. And Ira was never meant to be claimed. ----------------------------------------------------- “He didn’t ask. He decided.” “She was his student. He made her his.” “Some claims aren’t spoken… they’re enforced.”
He is the silent executioner. She is the cold strategist. Together, they are a bloodbath. "She fights for the law. He breaks it like a promise. And somewhere between justice and sin... they fall." "Agastya Singh Rana doesn't lose cases- He buries them. Aahana Kashyap doesn't lose battles- She wins them in court. But this war? It's personal." AGASTYA SINGH RANA doesn't talk. He acts. A man of few words and brutal methods, he serves his justice the way he offers his prayers to Mahadev-with cold, unyielding fire. He doesn't want a partner, and he certainly doesn't want a witness. AAHANA KASHYAP isn't looking for a savior. A devotee of Krishna, she knows that the sharpest weapon isn't a blade-it's the mind. She is icy, calculating, and has spent years building a plan to dismantle her enemies. She doesn't have time for Agastya's brute force, and she has even less patience for his attitude.
ITS A STORY BETWEEN NOT JUST A BOY OR GIRL. ITS A STORY BETWEEN TWO DIFFERENT WORLDS . AND WHEN THEY MET , THE DISTRUCTION BEGINS . Some men love you… Aditya Singh Rathor ruins you. Aditya Singh Rathor is not a man you fall in love with. He is the kind you fear… the kind you don’t escape. Cold. Calculated. Ruthless. He doesn’t chase—he traps. Shreya Agarwal was never meant to cross his path. But now that she has… walking away isn’t an option. Secrets tighten. Boundaries blur. And what starts as a battle of control turns into something far more dangerous. Because the deeper you go… the darker the truth becomes.
He was a man of control—precise, composed, and impossible to read. A professor admired for his brilliance… and feared for reasons no one could quite name. Ira Mishra never intended to stand out. She kept her head down, followed the rules, and believed that some boundaries should never be crossed. Until she crossed his. It starts with a glance she can’t forget. Then a presence she can’t explain. A silence that feels heavier whenever he’s near… as if he’s already decided something she doesn’t know yet. Ishaan Khanna doesn’t chase. He observes. He waits. He chooses. And once he does— he doesn’t let go. Because to him, it was never about love. It was about claiming what was already his. And Ira was never meant to be claimed. ----------------------------------------------------- “He didn’t ask. He decided.” “She was his student. He made her his.” “Some claims aren’t spoken… they’re enforced.”
ITS A STORY BETWEEN NOT JUST A BOY OR GIRL. ITS A STORY BETWEEN TWO DIFFERENT WORLDS . AND WHEN THEY MET , THE DISTRUCTION BEGINS . Some men love you… Aditya Singh Rathor ruins you. Aditya Singh Rathor is not a man you fall in love with. He is the kind you fear… the kind you don’t escape. Cold. Calculated. Ruthless. He doesn’t chase—he traps. Shreya Agarwal was never meant to cross his path. But now that she has… walking away isn’t an option. Secrets tighten. Boundaries blur. And what starts as a battle of control turns into something far more dangerous. Because the deeper you go… the darker the truth becomes.
He is the silent executioner. She is the cold strategist. Together, they are a bloodbath. "She fights for the law. He breaks it like a promise. And somewhere between justice and sin... they fall." "Agastya Singh Rana doesn't lose cases- He buries them. Aahana Kashyap doesn't lose battles- She wins them in court. But this war? It's personal." AGASTYA SINGH RANA doesn't talk. He acts. A man of few words and brutal methods, he serves his justice the way he offers his prayers to Mahadev-with cold, unyielding fire. He doesn't want a partner, and he certainly doesn't want a witness. AAHANA KASHYAP isn't looking for a savior. A devotee of Krishna, she knows that the sharpest weapon isn't a blade-it's the mind. She is icy, calculating, and has spent years building a plan to dismantle her enemies. She doesn't have time for Agastya's brute force, and she has even less patience for his attitude.
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