✯ 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 can be read as 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 too 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. ♡ "Don't try to manipulate me Mr. Vivansh Singh Rathore. This Aradhya Tripathi will never be a part of your mind game." I said, raising my fingers towards him. "Manipulation is something I do in business. For you, I believe in worshipping the ground you walk on, Chérie." he said, looking into my eyes. I felt as if he was looking into my soul. His knuckles slightly touched my pink cheeks which surely turned cherry red due to our close proximity. "And who wants you to be a part of any silly game! All I want is you to be a part of my life." This time I didn't find the usual blankness in his eyes, they were hiding something. "Why a part, why not the whole life ?" I replied, rolling my eyes. He stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which were framing my face. "You already are. Mere zindagi ke sabse khubsurat hissa ban chuki hain aap." His fingers were still tracing my cheeks. A shiver ran through my veins. There was no chance I could escape. But the question that was bothering me more was, "𝐃𝐨 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞 ?"  ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ᴛʀᴏᴘᴇꜱ • ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ x ꜱᴜɴꜱʜɪɴᴇ