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What if his love language is hate and she's herself the language of love ?? what if he's the deadly ice and she's the fire who could melt him to the core ?? What if he's the king of the entire world but a little kitten rules his entire dark soul ??... Maya's POV: His expressions turned cold all of a sudden and i could feel the anger in his voice as he yelled at me " Khamosh rhiye Maya,humne apko apni baat rkhne ka haq zaroor adah kiya hai magar humme hmari cheezon ke sath kya krna hai kya nhi ye hum khud tay krenge aap nhi " i felt suffocated and internally hurt listening to his bitter words but...but practically he was right i was just a" Thing " who was sold by a man and bought by the other one ...my eyes turned a little teary and suddenly his voice caught my attention" Suna hai hindustan ki auratein behad haseen hein ,agr aap schme apni aur apne mulkh ki azaadi chahti hein toh " I frowned as i felt something very wrong with his intentions "Toh ??" I asked in a loud voice , he walked a little closer " Toh ya toh aap hmari shareek-e-hayat , hmari begum bnkr hmare sath hmari sultanate chlengi ya hum apke mulkh ki abaroon rkhne wali har auraat ko apne mulkh lejakar ..." I pushed him away "Apki himmat kaise hui " i felt the sudden urge to kill him ,but what else I could expect from him ?? He was a bloody killer and his words ,his intention showed his real face ,he was an animal driven by lust and desire .
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