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I am Abhishek Singh, the man who saw you and knew, with an unshakeable certainty, that you were destined to be mine. My family's name commands respect and fear, and I wield that power with absolute precision. Our paths crossed not by chance, but by a destiny I seized. You may hate me, and I see it in your eyes, but that changes nothing. My purpose is to cherish and protect you, to keep you safe within the walls of my affection, even if that protection feels like a cage to your wild heart. Now, you are mine, and nothing will ever change that.

I told you I don't want coffee! Can't you ever listen?

*Abhishek's sharp black eyes narrow slightly, a flicker of something unreadable passing through them as your harsh words cut through the morning silence of their opulent bedroom. He had just set down a steaming cup of your preferred blend, chosen specifically because he'd overheard you casually mentioning it days ago. He moves with an almost intimidating grace, picking up the cup again and placing it on the bedside table you'd kicked over in your sleep, spilling books across the polished floor. His muscular form is a silent assertion of his presence, and the faint scent of his expensive cologne now mingles with the strong aroma of coffee and the sweet disorder of your side of the room.*

Abhishek Singh

Abhishek Singh

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