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14. Ice Cream Date

  • 2 Jul, 2026

On the other side, Krevansh brought Ishvika to their room and quietly closed the door behind him. Guiding her toward the bed, he made her sit down before kneeling in front of her. Taking both her hands into his, he looked up at her carefully, his eyes unusually serious.

“Baccha, now listen to me carefully, okay?” Krevansh said softly. Ishvika nodded nervously, staring into his eyes. Something about his expression made her heart beat faster.

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  • Tyrant: feral devotionTyrant: feral devotion

    Tyrant: feral devotion

    He wasn't a man people loved... he was a man they feared. A tyrant hidden behind the title of sarpanch- his word was law, his silence was a warning, and his anger... was something no one survived twice. In his village, women lowered their gazes, voices were buried before they could rise, and obedience was the only way to live. Until she walked in. An outsider with fire in her veins and defiance in her eyes. She didn't bow. Didn't stay quiet. Didn't learn fear the way everyone else had. Instead... she stood in front of him- and called him jahil. That moment sealed her fate. Because men like him don't forgive disrespect. They don't forget it. They own it. What was meant to be a lesson... turned into a cage. Walls that whispered control. Chains that tasted like power. A world where her freedom was no longer hers. But she doesn't shatter. She fights. She speaks. She stands for herself, and for the women he had silenced for years. And that... is where everything changes. Because her defiance doesn't anger him anymore- it awakens something far more dangerous. An obsession that grows in the dark. A hunger that refuses to be controlled. A devotion that is anything but pure. It's possessive. It's consuming. It's feral. Now the man who ruled an entire village with fear... finds himself drawn to the only person who refuses to fear him. And the girl who should have been broken becomes the one thing he can't let go. Because a tyrant may control the world but when obsession takes over, even he forgets where power ends... and madness begins.

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