Chains of Obsession - Chapter 1


 

Chapter 1: Rain and Ruin

The rain fell in furious sheets over the city of Mumbai, drowning its noise in a relentless symphony of thunder and water. The streetlights flickered like failing memories, casting distorted shadows that danced across the wet asphalt.

Aditya Rathore sat behind the wheel of his matte black Aston Martin, the leather interior smelling of power, wealth, and faint cigar smoke. His jaw clenched as he sped through the empty roads, the wipers cutting through the storm like knives.

Another damn meeting. Another deal signed. Another empire expanded.

Nothing stirred him anymore.

Until—splash.

A tidal wave of muddy water rose as his car stormed through a shallow puddle, soaking someone at the side of the road.

He instinctively glanced at the rearview mirror.

A girl.

Standing completely still, drenched head to toe. Her white Kurti clung to her frame, her hair stuck to her face, and her eyes—those haunting, sharp eyes—pierced through the glass, locking with his.

Aditya’s foot eased off the pedal for just a heartbeat. That look.

There was no fear in her gaze. No annoyance. Just... intensity.

Like she had been waiting.

A long breath escaped his lips as he looked away. Irrelevant, he told himself. Just another face in the storm.

But deep in his chest, something twitched.

He pressed the accelerator.

And just like that, he was gone.

Aditi Verma stood motionless as the roar of the engine faded into the night.

Soaked to the skin, she didn’t shiver. She barely blinked. Her heart pounded, not from the cold, but from something far more dangerous.

She had seen him.

Aditya Rathore.

He was even more mesmerizing in real life than on television or business magazine covers. Those cruel eyes, that sculpted jaw, the way his hands gripped the wheel—every detail seared into her memory.

She had heard stories about him. Ruthless. Brilliant. Untouchable. He built empires and shattered competitors. They called him a shark in a world of guppies.

But to her?

He was perfect.

Not a man.

A force.

A storm.

And now… she had seen him. He had seen her.

Even if just for a second.

A smile slowly bloomed on her lips. Not the sweet kind. The twisted, shaky smile of someone falling... into obsession.

“We’ll meet again, Aditya,” she whispered, her voice barely audibles over the rain.

“You just don’t know it yet.”

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