I will love you till my last breath.

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Story of broken hearts, broken trusts, betrayal, lust, possessiveness, jealously and most importantly love.

In this book you will find romance, misunderstandings, sadness, happiness, extreme torture, violence, and extreme emotions.

This book is about two broken hearts who came together and complete each other.

They both love each other and can do anything for their love but as everything fairy tale has a twist this story also have many twist and turns.

Will they love each other till their last breath or get separate by the hurdles that will come in between their path?

Read this story and find out about the roads and destiny of their life.

This is my first book do please do support me and give suggestions so that I can improve and make you feel each and every moment of this story. I will try my best to make you feel and visualize the story.

Dark clouds drifted over the hills,night was a pitch slice of sky.

Thick clouds blotted out the stars, a thin layer of clouds masked the full moon, filling her room with blue light, cool restful shady world with light filtering lazily through the treetops that meet high overhead and shut out the direct sunlight saw the anvil of cloud coming in. 'A thunderstorm.'

Cumulus clouds falling down.

A light breeze whispered through the trees. Cloud shadows, first cumulus clouds darkening into thunderheads.

Inside the mansion......

She never lived without her phone as her most of the work was done on phone and laptop. Today she left her phone as she was not in her right state of mind when she walked out of the room. She was tired of her life. She was tired of punishing him and still loving him. She was tired of everything. She felt alone.

Entering the dark world again removed the last bit of sympathy in her. She never felt any pain, any emotions whenever she tortured or killed anyone. But after punishing David she never felt a bit of solace in her heart rather a guilt started taking.

She never wanted things to be like this but her life take a turn.

She was satisfied after killing people but was not happy at all. But this time what she was doing with David was not even satisfying, it was hurting her.

No matter how much she tried to shut her feelings, she failed miserably every time.

She is damaged beyond repair. She was not happy doing this but this is the only thing she thinks she can do.

Her love knows no bounds and limits.......no right or wrong........no rules or regulations...... All it knows how to keep him by her side forever either by hook or by crook.

She was feeling sad but she can't forget what he has done with her. She hates betrayal and he only gives her that. God gave her many hints but she trusted him blindly that she couldn't see anything else. She was head over heels in love with him and now she realised what happened with her, now she hates him. She even hates herself for falling in love with him, for trusting him.

She was not only punishing David but she was also punishing herself.

Whenever she thinks of all this she loses her control and starts throwing and bursting things. After almost every day all the showpieces of the house change because she destroys them whenever she can't control her anger.

She was now even more dangerous than before. All servants, maids and guards of her house fear her, they do everything very carefully so that they don't get to face her anger.

"I will make your life hell, David Andrew....You will regret the very first day when you came across me..." She screamed and moved out of her mansion throwing expensive and imported showpieces.

After a second, the servants clean the mess and replace them with new ones, because when she comes back she wants everything neat and clean like before.

The weather was very stormy outside, dark clouds were thundering.

She stepped out and grit grated in her teeth. Dust was everywhere, blowing on the wind, leaving it's scent in her nostrils.

Lightning cracked the sky sending heaven's light through the storms.

"Rumble" the sound of thunder.

zap - lightning strikes!!!!

"Boom," and again the clouds make a dangerous sound.

Without caring about the weather she sat inside her favorite car 'Bugatti La Voiture Noive'.

She drives and drives and drives................

Then it starts raining mercilessly..

Rain "patters" against the windows of the car and wind "rushes" across the field.

The wind ran as if it had been restrained for time out of mind and it was determined to outrun any chaser. The sound of it was a strange song, as if howling yearned for a melody, and she was watching the trees joining in the unfolding scene.

After a long speedy drive, she stops the car in front of the most luxurious bar which belongs to her. She has many bars in Mumbai itself and also in other cities.

She steps out of the car and goes to the VIP floor which is specially built for her family and meetings.

Staff greets her.

She ordered drinks and started drinking. She was finishing pegs after pegs and now she was a little drunk. She has a high capacity towards alcohol. She didn't get drunk easily.

She was missing her past.

Her sweet and romantic moments with David flashed in her mind and a genuine smile came across her face, for a moment she forgot everything and listening to the slow soft beads that were playing in the background, she closed her eyes and went to her dreamland..

She ordered a man to play a song Zara Zara, and soon the floor got filled with the song. The floor was soundproof so others were enjoying on first floor with loud and rocky music.

The song started and she also started singing along with the song and a romantic moment of her and David started playing like a video inside her mind.

Whenever she sings she doesn't look like a mafia at all, she turns to that old Aaliya she used to with David.

She was singing and pain was dripping from her sweet voice..

HER POV.....

The song and my memory both go with the same time in my head.

Zara zara bahekta hai, mahekta hai

Aaj to mera tan badan, main pyaasi hoon.

Mujhe bhar le apni baahon mein

(Today my body is becoming a little intoxicated, It is becoming fragrant, I am thirsty.

Fill me in your arms)

It was raining outside and we both are in the open area in his house, rain was wetting us slowly, turning us on.

He kiss me passionately over my lips, on my neck, suck my skin over my cleavage. We both are so aurosed and I can't wait to get him inside me.

He rolls the condom over his erection and gazes down at me.

Hai meri kasam tujhko sanam, door kahin na jaa

(I have a vow for you lover, don't ever go far)

"I hope you're ready." He breathes, a notorious smile came across his face and in a moment, he's filling me, holding my wrists tightly by my side, and thrusting into me deeply.

I groan ".....oh.....yes."

Yeh doori kehti hai paas mere aaja re

(This separation is saying, come close to me)

"Christ,...You're so ready." He whispers in my ear. We both are panting heavily.

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Wrapping my legs around his waist, I hold him the only way I can as he stays standing, staring down at me, his eyes glowing, passionate and possessive.

Yunhi baras baras kaali ghata barse

(The black clouds drop rain like this)

He starts to move, like really move.

This is not making love, this is fucking-and I love it.

Hum yaar bheeg jaaye is chaahat ki baarish mein

(We will be drenched in this rain of love)

I groan.

Meri khuli khuli laton ko suljhaaye

(You will untangle my open hair)

It's so raw, so carnal, making me so wanton. I revel in his possession, his lust, his love slaking mine.

Tu apni ungliyon se main to hoon isi khwaahish mein

(With your fingers, I have this desire)

He moves with ease, luxuriating in me,

enjoying me, his lips slightly parted as his breathing increases.

Sardi ki raaton mein hum soye rahe ek chaadar mein

(In the cold night we will sleep under one sheet)

He twists his hips from side to side, and the feeling is exquisite.

Hum dono tanha ho, na koi bhi rahe is ghar mein

(We are both alone, no one else is in this home)

I close my eyes, feeling the build up-that delicious, slow, step-climbing build.

Zara zara bahekta hai, mahekta hai

Aaj to mera tan badan, main pyaasi hoon

Mujhe bhar le apni baahon mein

(Today my body is becoming a little intoxicated, It is becoming fragrant, I am thirsty

Fill me in your arms)

Pushing me higher, higher to the castle in the air.

His stroke increases fractionally.

Aaja re aa re

(Come, oh come)

I moan loudly.

Tadpaaye mujhe teri sabhi baatein

(All your words make me longing)

I am all sensation.....all him, enjoying every thrust, every push that fills me. And he picks up the pace, thrusting faster ... harder ... and my whole body is moving to his rhythm, and I can feel my legs stiffening, and my insides quivering.

Ek baar ae deewane jhootha hi sahi pyaar to kar

(One time, crazy boy, love me whether true or not)

"Come on, baby, give it up for me." He said in his sexy voice and the fervent need in his voice, the strain, sends me over the edge.

Main bhooli nahin haseen mulaaqaatein

(I have not forgotten our beautiful meetings)

I cry out as I touch the sun and burn, falling around him, falling down, back to a breathless, bright summit on Earth.

Bechain karke mujhko mujhse yun na pher nazar

(Making me restless don't turn away from me like this)

He slams into me and stops abruptly as he reaches his climax, pulling at my wrists and sinking gracefully and passionately onto me.

Roothega na mujhse, mere saathiya yeh vaada kar

(My soulmate, make a promise that you won't turn on me)

I slowly materialize back on Earth.

"What magic are you doing to me?" He breathes as he nuzzles my neck.

Tere bina mushkil hai jeena mera mere dil mein

(Without you, there is a difficulty of living in my heart)

"You completely beguile me. You weave some powerful magic." He releases my wrists, and I run my fingers through his hair.

Zara zara bahekta hai, mahekta hai

Aaj to mera tan badan, main pyaasi hoon

Mujhe bhar le apni baahon mein

(Today my body is becoming a little intoxicated

It is becoming fragrant, I am thirsty

Fill me in your arms)

I tighten my legs around him.

"I'm the one beguiled." I whisper.

He gazes at me lovingly.

Hai meri kasam tujhko sanam, door kahin na jaa

(I have a vow for you lover, don't ever go far)

Placing his hands on either side of my

face, he holds my head in place.

"You. Are. Mine." he says enunciating each word.

Yeh doori kehti hai paas mere aaja re

(This separation is saying, come close to me)

"Do you understand?"He's so earnest, so impassioned. The force of his plea is so

unexpected and disarming.

Aaja re, aaja re, aaja re

(Come, come, oh come)

"Yes, yours." I whisper, derailed by his fervor.

The memories were flashing in my mind and I was smiling genuinely but my smile faded away when the song stopped and suddenly the day when he betrayed me flashed. His words and his body language all came in front of my closed eyes.

I fastly open my eyes and my eyes get filled with pure rage. Even drinks are not working on me.

I hate him but I still love him and I hate that I still love him after what he did with me. I can't afford to lose him, not now, never...... I will never let him go and I will make his life a living hell, I will not spare him......

The floor again gets filled with the usual soft beads and I put my hand into my shorts to check my phone for work and then I realise that I have forgotten it at home.

"FUCK!!!" I yelled at my stupidity.

Now how will I do my work here? I have to go back home after some time.

Then I saw my cousin coming towards the VIP area. This is made of full glasses from which you can see outside clearly but you cannot see inside.

He opened the door and came in and when he spotted me, he came and sit beside me.

"What's up tigress?" He said he always calls me tigress.

"Nothing, just having drinks." I said casually masking my emotions, but he sensed everything. After all, he is my best friend. He knows everything about me.

"Do you think what you are doing is good for you..... I mean you are hurting yourself more than him." He said taking a sip of alcohol as he was worried for me, he always cared for me.

I chuckle

"Bro!....I think you have become merciful and a sympathizer from that merciless, cruel partner of mine, in these last few years." I said, raising an eyebrow at him.

"No no, not at all I am just worried about you not that David....... Trust me I am that same one." He said with a devil smirk on his face.

"Don't worry........ After all, if I worry about the roads then the destination will feel bad." I said and smirked.

"I hate him and I will do everything that will hurt him even if I get hurt in return.' I said and many unwanted thoughts came in my mind but I ignored them.

"I don't think you actually hate him."

"What the fuck!.. Why?" I spat.

"Hate is a huge word and you fucking don't hate him. If you do, then you don't kill our guards who beat him for taking him to us." He said.

"He has broken me beyond repair and I will make him realise the pain he caused me." I groan. My heart is burning with rage.....with hurt....with anger.

I am not one of those lovers who left the other to live a happy life thinking that I will be happy if he is happy. No, I don't want this. I am not that great. I just want him near me happy or sad, whether he loves me or not. When I want something then I don't ask anyone's permission to keep that.

"By the way Kabir, what are you doing here?.... I have asked you to find that hacker." I asked him.

"That's why I am here. He is here only in our bar. I have called you to inform you of this but you are not picking my call." He explained.

"Yeh I forgot my phone at home. And that's very good that I am here." I said and many evil thoughts came across my mind. I am sure Kabir was also thinking the same. I smirked thinking this.

"Yes, our mens are just looking for him." Kabir said and smiled like a demon, well he is a heartless fellow.

Then we discussed our work. After some time Kabir's phone buzzed and he answered it from earpiece.

"Yes, any information........................." He said and the call was from our guards.

"Good! Bring him to the second floor, 'VIP' one." He said and hung up the call.

And we both pass each other our well known notorious smiles. 'Finally after so many years we will use our beautiful hands.' The thought makes me smirk. We are the deadliest mafias and are merciless and we spare no one, who even thinks to mess with us.

Soon ten man came with that hacker. He is in his late 30s, he is wearing a t-shirt and jeans which is almost hanging from his thin figure. He is also wearing a spectacle.

The whole floor was empty as I made this only for our business and family.

"Welcome our guest." Kabir said.

"So Mr.Hacker is a good boy and tells us about the person who told you to hack our systems 4 years ago." I asked in my calm voice.

"Wh.....what are you talking about?........ I...I haven't done any hacking. Please spare me." He said, stammering. He was looking nervous and I can say he is lying.

He was on the floor on his knees, his hands were tied on his back and our mens were surrounding him.

"LISTEN YOU BLOODY FUCKER WE KNOW THAT YOU HACKED THE SECURITY SYSTEMS AND CAMERAS AND THEN OUR CONTROL ROOM WAS DESTROY SO YOU BETTER OPEN YOUR MOUTH OR ELSE I KNOW HOW TO MAKE YOU OPEN YOU MOUTH." Kabir shouted at him holding his jaw brutally. He was hissing with pain due to kabir's hold.

"I........I don't know which con.... control room you...you are talking ab....out." He said, shaking with fear. Kabir got pissed, his veins popped out and eyes turned cold and so did mine, he punched him on his face hard and he fell on the floor.

"TELL US THE BLOODY TRUTH......YOU MOTHER FUCKER." Kabir said, holding his collar and jerking his head on the floor. His head began bleeding.

"Beat him....and don't stop....till I tell you to stop." I ordered our guards and they started beating him. His cries, screams and pleading fill the air.

"Ahhhhhhh!......Ahhhhhhh!....Ahhhhhhh!" He was screaming in pain like a mad person. He was groaning due to pain.

Blood was oozing from his body.

"P....p....ple....please le.... le..ave me." He was uttering with great difficulty. I was very sure that he was the one who had hacked but he didn't utter a word about it. He got unconscious after getting mercilessly beaten. I know how to make him open his mouth.

"STOP!!" I said loudly and they stopped beating him.

"He will not utter anything like this, he needs special treatment." I said and Kabir agreed with him.

"Make him conscious and throw him in the cell." I order them and they go back with him to my mansion and throw him in our cell which is under my mansion.

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DAVID ANDREW

This day is getting shittier by every passing minutes, I am all pissed off when my assistant Lina came to my office.

"Sir we have to go to FDC in thirty minutes for an interview." She said, informing me which I have completely forgotten.

Fuck man I don't want anymore interview. No....not now.... I was just about to refuse but Lina interrupted me.

"Please sir we can't cancel this, you are sponsor of this college and journalist Miss. Aaliya Roy is working for six months for this interview.You are the one who decided to go to the college for interview and other deals." She said in a pleasing tone.

'Ohk , only the last one.' I said to myself.

"Ok!" I nodded and then we left for FDC .

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I reached there with my four bodyguards and Lina.

As we entered, the head of the college welcomed me.

"I am glad Mr. Andrew that you are giving your precious time to us." He said with a broad smile.

We shook hands and went inside the college.

We finished discussing sponsorship and all important details.

"Thankyou Mr. Andrew. Aaliya will be here for your interview, shortly." He said and forwarded his hand to me.

"Your welcome Mr. Sudan." I said, taking his hand and then he left the room.

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After a few minutes the door opens and Miss.Roy comes to the office .

I shake her hand and I...well.......l just lost.......lost in my thoughts looking at her , lost in her beauty.

By her features I came to know that she is an Indian and has a very attractive and hot figure.

I have a perception of Indian girls as less attractive, highly shy and with a clothing sense which hides all their body , but she is completely different .

She has bright confident big eyes with beautiful long lashes, long black and shiny hairs.

She was wearing very natural makeup with a bold lipstick, looking perfect for an interview.

She is dressed in a black pencil skirt with white blouse and black heels.

She has a small sweet face that is blushing , her skin is milky white and flawless.

I stopped my thoughts but then again I lost.

She is speaking something but I am not at all listening. I tried but I am so lost in her.

I am watching her lips moving when she is speaking.

.....oh, those lips .......I want to wipe that lipstick with my lips, followed by biting them.

Wait...... where these thoughts are coming from?

'Oh god, get a grip man' I scolded myself .

I have seen many attractive women but she is different, there is something about her.

'Andrew......stop this..... NOW .' I scolded myself again.

I am trying hard to get myself at present but I am lost in her beauty.

AALIYA ROY

I reached college in my sporty Mercedes .

I am very excited for the interview.

I have taken many interviews but taking David Andrew's interview is like a dream for many . He is a mega industrialist tycoon and he is very, very good at what he do.

I entered the college and reached the office where Mr.Andrew is sitting.

Outside the office, a very attractive, blonde, young woman smiles professionally at me .

She looks immaculate.

"I am here for the interview, Aaliya Roy." I introduced myself.

"One moment Miss. Roy." She said then she took her phone and called someone name James to inform that I am here .

"You can go now." She said opening the door for me.

I stepped inside the office and found Mr. Andrew sitting on the couch and 4 bodyguards surrounding him .

He is tall , muscular , dressed in a fine blue business suit with light blue shirt underneath and blue check tie.

He has dark brown hair and bright eyes .

Eventually I found myself staring at him and I am standing like a statue there. Realizing , I came back to the place again .

Composing myself I approached him .

We shake hands and as our hands touch, I feel a strange electric current .

'What was that?' I question myself .

Anyways, focus on this.

"Please sit. " He said with a full boyish smile on his face .

"Thankyou , I am Aaliya roy ." I don't know why but I am losing my confidence. I am feeling something different , something very unprofessional and I don't know what.

'where has your confidence gone you idiot.' My brain screamed at me and I was agreeing with my mind and I started feeling disappointed in myself because I hate when I am like this.

I sit on the couch, opposite to him .

I started introducing myself but it seems like he is not listening at all.

"Mr. Andrew ____?" I said in a confusing tone . What is he thinking?

"You all go outside and wait there until I finish." He said to his bodyguards, after a minute, and then they all left the room.

"Oh! ...ya . . . go ahead". He said, now giving his full attention to me.

"As you are conferring the degrees at this year's ceremony. I am here to take your interview as you are one of the top idol for many." I took a breath......... "So , Mr. Andrew, I have some questions for you." I said.

"Yes , let's start." His tone is dangerously attractive.

"You are very young to have this much. What have you done to owe your success." I asked.

DAVID ANDREW

Oh such a disappointing question .

This is not expected from an attractive one like her .

I have answered it many times, perhaps she has not come from doing her homework. I think she should have done some research before taking my interview. I mean... come on man I am such a famous billionaire everyone knows about me and she should take it seriously.

"I am genius at what I do..... For me it's like falling off a log . To succeed in a business you need good people and I can judge a person better than most." I answered in my all knowing confident way with a smirk.

"Hmm. . . you are a very hard working man . " She said in a very different tone which seems more sarcastic.

I got puzzled that this is a compliment or sarcasm because it was more like a sarcasm .

"Actually, you sound like a control freak and an arrogant one ." She suddenly said after thinking something.

What the fuck is wrong with her?

"I like control in everything Miss. Roy . Even my second name is control."...... Oh man, is she deliberately doing this?, Is this her attitude ?, or is that me pissing myself off.......

"I pay more than enough so I can do as I want ." I continued.

"Obviously it's your own company, " she said, rolling her eyes at me .

What the.......? She just rolled her eyes on me like seriously......... If there was someone else instead of her , I would have thrown her out but I don't know why I am holding myself.

I narrowed my eyes then she suddenly got nervous. She knows I am pissed , then recovering her equilibrium she asked me another question.

"What are your interests? What do you mostly like other than work?" She asked in a sweet voice, she has a very beautiful voice.

"I like traveling, helping olds, sea sailing and I also like traveling up in the air" I answer resting my elbows on the table .

Right now I am thinking about biting her sweet lips not slowly but very hard like a punishment for her for rolling her eyes at me .

"Alright..You have invested in ?" She asks.

"You have no idea, I have invested in almost all the fields. " I said with confidence and pride dripping from my voice .

Some more questions went like this .

She sounds like a rich kid who had all she ever wanted. And also she is the most frustrating and the most attractive woman I have ever met.

Sometimes she gets nervous by my answers and I love the effect I have on her.

"What are your plans?" I asked her.

"Actually I am doing this just for fun but originally I wanted to be a dress and indoor designer ." She answered and gave a sweet, small but beautiful smile.

My eyes lighten up , 'oh! That's news .'

Then she started packing up and I got a little sad that she is leaving. I want to spend more time with her and I will soon, I thought and a devilish smile came across my face.

"Have a nice day sir. It's a pleasure to meet you and thank you for the interview." She smiled professionally at me .

We then shake hands .

"The pleasure is all mine, Aaliya." I said truthfully because after this interview I am feeling different, my frustration somehow gone and also her beauty that's worth watching.

Then I opened the door for her and she left.

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So ya this is the first chapter of my book . And also this is my first book. I hope you all will motivate me by showing your love to my book.

I will update the next chapter soon. I hope you all will enjoy the book . You all will find it interesting later. Now let's see where destiny leads Aaliya and David to ..........

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