His Lethal Desire

Sun, 27 Apr 2025 09:26:31 +0000

"He's bad Aisha.. he killed our mother.." She kneels down on the cold earth, her hands clenching the edge of the headstone as she sobs. The wind howls like the grief in her heart, and the rain pours like the tears on her face. She speaks to the buried grave, her voice trembling with pain.

Suddenly, the air shifts, and she feels a presence behind her. She turns, and her eyes meet his. He stands there, looking relieved to have found her. He approaches cautiously, taking in her tear-streaked face and the distress in her voice. He raised a hand in front of her. "Ghar chaliye Aadhya..." He said in an unwavering tone.

"Mujhe nahi Jana..please mujhe jaane dijiye" she retreats back.

"Aadhya.. mujhe majboor mat kariye. Anjaam aap seh nahi paayengi.." He says in a stern voice.

He was a man obsessed, driven by an undeniable and dangerous fixation on her. His love, driven by possessiveness, bordered on the line of obsession. He would do anything to keep her by his side, no matter the cost.