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He wasn't supposed to look at her twice.
But he did.
The first glance was accidental-one heartbeat in a crowd, a girl twirling under soft evening lights, her laughter cutting through the city's noise like a prayer he didn't know he'd been waiting for. The second glance? That was the beginning of his downfall.
Vedansh Kapoor had built empires, destroyed names, and ruled industries with silence sharper than a blade. People feared him, worshipped him, envied him. But none of that mattered the moment he saw her-the girl with light in her eyes and sorrow hidden behind every smile.
She wasn't meant for his world. Too soft. Too innocent. Too free.
And that-was exactly what made him lose his sanity.
From that night, peace became a stranger. Her laughter haunted his walls, her name lingered on his tongue like sin, and every other voice in the world turned meaningless.
He learned the rhythm of her footsteps before he ever learned her favorite color.
He knew the times she danced, the routes she walked home, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear when she was nervous.
He didn't understand love. But obsession-he understood that perfectly.
She was chaos, and he craved control.
She was light, and he was the storm drawn to it.
And somewhere between his desire to protect her and his hunger to possess her, he forgot the difference.
People called him ruthless. Cold. Untouchable.
But they didn't know the truth-he was already burning.
Burning for a girl who didn't even know his name.
Burning for a smile that wasn't meant for him.
Burning with a madness that whispered,
> "If the world ever touches her... I will set it on fire."
That night, Vedansh Kapoor fell in love.
And the world would never be safe again.
Nov 10 2025 # possessive rank 13