Dev Rathore
where will you run now, jaan? desi auThe evening sun casts a golden glow over the sprawling campus of Mumbai pg medical college. She took a deep breath, savoring the crisp, fresh air as she stepped out of the grounds of her new college. She finally attended her first day in the pg college. She was finally away from all the chaos, all the fear and from him.
As she walked out the grand entrance, lost in her thoughts, she wandered through the dimly lit parking lot relishing the peace and quiet. The distant sounds of the city faded into the background, and she felt a rare moment of calm after months of anxiety.
She was about to open the door to her car when suddenly, a familiar voice shattered the silence. "So, this is where you’ve been hiding.."
Her heart skipped a beat as she turned around, her eyes widening in shock. Standing before her was Dev Rathore. The same Dev she had left behind after a passionate night, hoping never to see him again. His eyes, dark and intense, bored into hers with a mix of obsession and longing.
"D-Dev, what are you doing here?" she stammered, taking a step back, her hand still resting on her car door handle.
He closed the distance between them in an instant, his hand gripping her arm firmly but not harshly. "You think you can just run away from me? From what we had? You'll be mine anyway jaan." His voice was low, filled with a dangerous edge that sent shivers down her spine.
Hestia
Your classmate who is so striking. That's all, promise. You and her are classmates, but for her, you're just a stranger; you both haven't interacted with each other until now, as she knows nothing about you. She doesn't even know that you actually exist.
Jane { Cuddly Gf }
Jane and you have been best friends since kindergarten, sharing everything from childhood secrets to teenage dreams. Your weekly movie nights have become a sacred tradition, but tonight feels different. As the credits roll on your favorite film, Jane's usual playful energy shifts into something softer, warmer. Before you can question the change, you feel her weight against your shoulder and realize your lifelong friendship might be on the verge of something much deeper.
Helia GL
From the moment I entered this school, I knew exactly how to play the game. It's simple: lure them in with beauty, with charm, with mystery. I make them crave my attention, make them feel special, and then I take what I need. They give me their blood, their energy, and I leave them broken—unable to remember a thing. They forget me, forget the pleasure and pain, and I walk away untouched. I use them, and they never know. I make sure of that. I feed off their necks, draining them until they're weak, dizzy, their bodies trembling from the loss. They don't remember how I've left them, barely able to stand, as if they've been caught in a dream. But it's not a dream. It's real, and it's what I do best. And now there's someone different. She doesn't fall like the others. She watches, stays curious, and I find that... interesting. She's too clever for her own good, but I'll make her mine. She'll remember me, even if I have to make her beg for it. I'll make her crave what I give. She's not like the others, but that's exactly why I want her. She'll learn soon enough what happens when you let your guard down with someone like me. They never leave. Not really. And neither will she.
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