“Tishya, are you involved with him?”
“Who?” I ask almost absentmindedly, gliding the blush brush over my cheek. My gaze never leaves my face as I admire my reflection in the mirror, tilting my chin slightly to make sure the colour has blended perfectly into my skin.
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I knew I’d meet the man I grew up hating when my best friend announced her wedding. He’s her brother, after all. Except I didn’t expect him to remind me of the one night we spent tangled in dirty bedsheets. He remembers the good part. I can’t look past what led me into his arms. He became my refuge for one night, and I promised myself I’d never let it happen again. Except he has other plans. He’s around. Lingering. Always watching. Waiting for me to slip. And the moment I do, I know he’ll consume me past every boundary I built to keep him out. Because Kabir Sabharwal doesn’t want to be the hero of your story. He wants to be the villain you can never escape, the man who claims you and makes sure you never find your way back out.
Where exactly do you run and hide after stealing from a man who can identify even your shadow? Because I need somewhere to disappear. I have something of his with me. Something he will come looking for. Except, I did it for love. For my boyfriend. To save him from the debt swallowing his life whole. I just didn't realize that while trying to save him, I'd gotten myself into something far more dangerous than a simple debt. Because he's here. And I know he doesn't want his money back. I'm just not sure I'll be able to afford what he wants instead.
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