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Trayambak's POV -
I know I overdid it this time.
There's no Surbhi in my life-hell no. No one, absolutely no one, can ever take her place.
I love her. But my love isn't pure... it's twisted. Possessive. Dark. It's not the kind that frees-it chains. Yes, I'm abusive. But my abuse doesn't come from hatred-it comes from fear. A crippling, maddening fear of losing her.
In the beginning, I couldn't afford to lose her-not because of love, no. Back then, it was about purpose, about control, about the plan.
But somewhere along the way, she became more than that.
She became... everything.
My obsession. My weakness. My damn breath.
But I lost control. I was blinded by revenge.
I wanted her to feel the same pain that I've carried in my soul-the pain that still claws at my insides like a curse.
But in trying to inflict that pain, I ended up shattering her.
Dhimahi.
My Dhimahi... is too innocent.
Who didn't even know the truth.
Who never deserved the brutality I threw at her.
I have done many things in my life, but nothing fills me with more regret than the way I treated her-like she was disposable. Like she was a ragdoll I could toss and tear.
God, if I could undo it.
But I can't.
What's done is done. And the guilt? It's eating me alive.
But the game... the game isn't over.
It'll just change. It has to.
Just strategy. Just control.
Because losing her? That's not an option. Not now. Not ever.
When I saw her that night-broken, distant, trembling-it tore something in me.
She has no idea, but I've been watching. Always. Even from the shadows, I never stopped keeping an eye on her.
She's my only weakness... and I can't take chances. Not when it comes to her.
Yes, I overdid it. I know.
But I was left with no choice.
She was blind-blinded by her love for her brother.
And I needed to shake her, distract her, pull her away from him, so I planned all this.
Surbhi.
No, I didn't plan to use her. I never intended for it.
But the universe? It handed me the perfect card. And I played it.
Not to betray Dhimahi.
But to keep her to myself.
Even if it meant becoming the villain in her story.
Flashback - Trayambak's POV -
That day...
I left her-shattered.
Her eyes screamed a question I refused to answer. Her lips trembled with words she couldn't form. And I walked out, like I didn't care.
But I did.
More than I should.
I reached office, mind still burning from the fight, only to step into something that was beyond rage.
There they were.
Surbhi.
And the fucking janitor.
Fucking. In. My. Cabin.
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The Oculesics- Ek Kahaani Junoon Ki
Fantasy"Kapde utar," he said coldly. ["Strip"] Dhimahi's hands shook as she reached for her dupatta. There was no point resisting. She knew it. But she was too slow. Trayambak stormed towards her, ripped her kurti, and forced her down to her knees. "Muh kh...
