The following weeks passed in a blur for Aadhya. She found herself thinking about Vansh Rai Singhania more than she cared to admit. His piercing eyes and commanding presence had left an indelible mark on her mind. Every time she closed her eyes, she could see his face, hear his voice, and feel his touch as if he were right there with her.

Similarly, Vansh Rai Singhania couldn’t get Aadhya Kapoor out of his mind. From the moment their eyes had met at the Oberoi Hotel, he had been captivated by her. She was different from the women he usually encountered—innocent yet intriguing, a perfect blend of vulnerability and strength. Every day, his thoughts circled back to her, an obsession growing stronger with each passing hour.

Vansh’s connections made it easy for him to learn about Aadhya’s routine. He knew where she lived, where she spent her free time, and even the quiet corners she sought for solace. Tonight, as the moon hung low in the sky, he found himself outside the Kapoor estate, his heart pounding with anticipation.

Inside, Aadhya couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being watched. The memory of Vansh’s intense gaze haunted her dreams and her waking moments. She had seen him somewhere before, she was sure of it, but she couldn’t place where or when. The sensation of familiarity was both comforting and unsettling.

Seeking refuge in the garden, Aadhya wandered among the blooming flowers, the cool night air soothing her restless mind. She breathed deeply, hoping to clear her thoughts, but the image of Vansh persisted, a dark shadow that she couldn’t escape.

The rustling of leaves behind her made Aadhya turn abruptly. There he was, standing at the edge of the garden, his eyes locked onto hers. She felt a strange mixture of fear and excitement, her pulse quickening.

“Vansh,” she said softly, her voice trembling. “What are you doing here?”

“I couldn’t stay away,” Vansh replied, stepping closer. His voice was low, almost a growl. “I needed to see you, Aadhya.”

The intensity of his gaze made her shiver. As he approached, she could see the raw hunger in his eyes, a deep-seated need that matched her own unspoken desires.

“You’ve been watching me,” she said, more a statement than a question.

Vansh nodded, unashamed. “Yes. I can’t get you out of my mind, Aadhya. There’s something about you, something that draws me in.”

Aadhya’s heart raced as he reached out, his fingers brushing against her cheek. His touch was electric, sending waves of heat through her body. She leaned into his hand, unable to resist the pull between them.

“I’ve felt it too,” she admitted. “Ever since that night at the gala, I’ve been thinking about you. And it’s strange, but I feel like I’ve seen you before.”

Vansh’s eyes darkened with intrigue. “In your dreams, perhaps?”

Aadhya nodded slowly, her breath hitching. “Yes. In my dreams, you were there. But it’s more than that. It feels like… destiny.”

“Maybe it is,” Vansh murmured, his hand sliding to the back of her neck, pulling her closer. “Maybe we were meant to find each other.”

Their lips met in a searing kiss, a clash of desperate need and unspoken passion. Veer’s hands roamed over Aadhya’s body, eliciting soft moans that only fueled his desire. He pressed her against the garden wall, his kisses growing more urgent, more demanding.

Aadhya’s mind spun as she lost herself in Vanh’s embrace. Every touch, every kiss felt like a piece of a puzzle falling into place. She didn’t care about the consequences, about what her parents would think, or the danger that might come with being with a man like Vansh. All she knew was that she needed him, just as much as he needed her.

Vansh’s obsession for Aadhya was a dark flame that burned brighter with each passing moment. He wanted to possess her, to make her his in every way possible. And he would stop at nothing to ensure that she was.

As the night deepened, their bodies moved together in a primal dance of passion and desire. The garden around them became a forgotten world, leaving only the two of them entwined in their forbidden embrace.

For Adhya, the line between reality and the dreams that had haunted her blurred further. She knew she was venturing into dangerous territory, but the allure of Vansh was too powerful to resist. And as she surrendered to the overwhelming connection between them, she couldn’t help but wonder if this was the beginning of something dark and beautiful, a love that would consume them both.

Reality Intrudes

Aadhya woke with a start, her heart pounding and her body still tingling from the vivid dream. She blinked, disoriented, as the familiar surroundings of her bedroom came into focus. The soft glow of her bedside lamp cast comforting shadows on the walls, and she realized with a mixture of relief and disappointment that it had all been a dream.

Her breath came in shallow gasps as she tried to calm herself. The sensation of Vansh's touch, his voice, his intensity—it had all felt so real. She ran a hand through her hair, trying to shake off the lingering effects of the dream.

“It was just a dream,” she whispered to herself, trying to convince her racing heart.

But the feeling of having seen Vansh before, of knowing him in some deeper way, persisted. She couldn’t shake the sense that their paths were destined to cross again, that the dream was more than just a figment of her imagination.

With a sigh, Aadhya lay back down, staring at the ceiling. The intensity of the dream left her feeling vulnerable and exposed, but also oddly exhilarated. She knew she should focus on her studies and her duties, but the thought of Vansh lingered at the edges of her mind, an obsession she couldn’t quite banish.

As she drifted back to sleep, she made a silent promise to herself: she would find out more about Vansh Rai Singhania, and she would unravel the mystery of why he seemed so familiar. Little did she know, her quest for answers would plunge her deeper into a world of danger, passion, and dark desires.

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