!ATTENTION!
PLEASE DO REMEMBER THAT THIS IS A ONESHOT
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Ek Nazar aisi padi unpar ki dil tham sa gaya.
Kohinoor sa Noor uska aankhon mein bass gaya.
Bass gayi jo woh aankhon mein, Dil ka bass na chala, dil toh uske peeche hi chal pada.
Kon kehta hai mohabbat pehli Nazar mein nahi hoti,Unse pucho ek baar takrai thi nazre,
Aaj bhi main unka ho gaya.
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It was nighttime, the streets light up by the soft glow of streetlights. Ethan Mitchell, a man in his late twenties, made his way back to his apartment. The dimly lit alley he pass through emitted creepy vibes, casting long shadows along the pavement. With a commanding height of 6'1", Ethan's figure stood out in the darkness, dressed in a casual all together of a T-shirt and grey sweatpants. As a successful and mysterious entrepreneur, Ethan's business dealings were covered in secrecy and intrigue, commanding both respect and fear in equal measure. Guided by his sharp mind and keen intuition, he navigated the competitive world of corporate power struggles with ease.

Ethan's POV
"Another fucking boring day. I'm tired. Tired of all this bullshit." I said as I walked towards my apartment carrying the groceries.

This alley was always quiet and was the base of all kinds of criminals. As I walked deep into the alley, I heard some barely audible noises. As I grew closer, I understood that the noises were of a woman. I started running towards them and as I turned left, there they were. Two tall men and a woman. Her back was faced to me. Those bastards were small goons as they may seem. They wanted her money and her belongings. Of course I had to do something.

"Hello," I announced my presence, my voice a low rumble that echoed through the alleyway.

The smaller of the two men narrowed his eyes in suspicion and stepped forward, his hand moved slowly towards the knife at his waist. "Who the hell are you?" he growled, his voice filled with boldness.

I offered him a smirk, my amusement evident in the curve of my lips. "Just passing through," I replied casually, my tone betraying the danger that hung beneath the surface. "But it seems I've stumbled upon a little... misunderstanding."

End of Ethan's POV

The girl's POV
The alley was a web of shadows, the dim glow of the streetlights casting eerie shapes against the walls. My heart raced as I found the way of the narrow passage, the hairs on the back of my neck standing on end.

Suddenly, the air crackled with tension, the sound of footsteps echoing off the walls. I turned, my breath catching in my throat as I came face to face with two threatening figures. Panic filled at my chest as I realized I was trapped, their predatory gazes narrowing in on me like vultures circling their prey.

"Please," I whispered my voice barely above a whisper as I stepped back against the cold brick wall. "I don't have anything worth taking."

But my pleas fell on deaf ears, their expressions toughened by greed and desperation. The smaller of the two men took a step forward, his eyes glinting with nastiness as he reached for his weapon.

And then, out of nowhere, a voice cut through the darkness like a ray of light. "Hello," it announced, its tone confident and secure.

I turned, relief overflowed through me as I caught sight of a lone figure coming from the shadows. He was tall and strong, his presence commanding attention as he approached with purpose.

"Just passing through," he continued, his voice smooth and casual, contradicting the danger that crept around beneath the surface. "But it seems I've stumbled upon a little... misunderstanding."

I watched in terror as the second man took a cautious step back, his eyes darting between his companion and the mysterious man. "We don't want any trouble, man," he stammered, his voice trembling with fear.

But the stranger's response was nothing short of chilling. "Funny," he remarked, his smirk widening into a predatory grin. "I was just about to say the same thing."

In the blink of an eye, he moved with lightning speed, his fist connecting with the smaller man's jaw with a sickening crack. I jumped back in shock as the man stumbled backwards, his weapon on the ground in a pile of dirt.

With a sense of hurry, the second man turned and ran away, his footsteps echoing off the walls as he disappeared into the night.

I turned my attention back to my savior, my heart still racing with adrenaline and gratitude. "Are you okay?" he asked, his voice softer now, hinted with concern.

I nodded, my words catching in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "Thank you," I managed to whisper, my eyes glistening with unshed tears.

I watched in disbelief as the stranger's gaze remained on me, his eyes staring into mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. It was as if he could see straight through me, sorting out the layers of my soul with each passing moment.

Unable to bear the weight of his stare any longer, I clicked my fingers in front of his face, breaking the spell that held him captive. "Hey," I said, my voice firm but gentle. "You okay?"

He blinked, as if awakening from a trance, before offering me a sheepish smile. "Sorry," he replied, his tone apologetic. "Just.....lost in thought."

End of the girl's POV

Ethan's POV
Her voice cut through the darkness, pulling me from my thoughts like a siren's call. I blinked, almost startled by how much I was stuck on her. Time seemed to slow as I drank in every detail of her beauty.

"Hey, you okay?" she asked, her concern wrapping around me like a warm blanket. God, I couldn't get enough of her.

Her hair fell in these perfect waves around her face, each strand sparkling in the dim light. And her eyes... they were like bottomless pits, pulling me in deeper with every glance. Her lips... I could practically taste the secrets they held.

"Yeah, just lost in thought," I muttered, my voice barely audible over the pounding of my heart. How could I not be obsessed with her?

Every little detail about her was perfect, like she was some kind of divine creation sent just for me. She was like a rare gem hidden in the chaos of the city, and I couldn't tear my eyes away.

In that moment, I knew I'd do anything to keep her safe. Because she wasn't just some random person in the night. She was everything I never knew I needed.

"Sorry", I replied. "Just.....lost in thought."

"Hey, uh... Can I drop you somewhere?" I uttered out, the words falling from my lips before I could stop them. I couldn't bear the thought of letting her slip away into the night.

She hesitated, her expression secured as she considered my offer. "No, it's okay. I'll be fine," she replied, her voice with a bit of doubt.

But I couldn't let her go. Not yet. "Please," I insisted, the desperation creeping into my voice. "I just want to make sure you get home safely."

After a moment of hesitation, she gave in, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. "Okay, then. Thank you."

I returned her smile, relief flooding through me as she agreed to let me accompany her. Maybe it was selfish of me, but I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to protect her, to keep her safe from whatever dangers creep around in the darkness.

We walked towards her apartment, the silence between us feeling kinda awkward. I figured I should break it.

"Hey, I'm Ethan," I said, offering my hand with a small smile. "Nice to meet you."

She smiled back and shook my hand. "I'm Chloe," she replied, her voice sounding like pure magic.

As she talked, I couldn't help but get lost in her voice. It was like a melody, soothing and mesmerizing. And her name... Chloe. It sounded perfect, like it was meant to be.

"Chloe," I repeated, letting the sound linger on my tongue. It felt right, like it belonged to her and no one else.

"Thanks for walking me home, Ethan," she said, her words snapping me out of my trance. "I really appreciate it."

I nodded, my mind still reeling from the sound of her voice. "Of course, Chloe," I replied, unable to tear my gaze away from her.

As she kept talking, I found myself getting more and more obsessed. Her voice, her words, her name... They were all I could think about. It was like she had cast a spell on me, and I was completely under her charm.

As we reached her apartment building, I couldn't help but feel pain of reluctance. I didn't want our conversation to end, didn't want to let her slip away into the night.

"Well, uh... this is you," I said, gesturing towards the building with a small smile. "I guess I'll let you get inside."

She nodded, her smile mirroring mine. "Thanks again for walking me home, Ethan," she said, her gratitude evident in her voice.

I waved off her thanks, my mind still busy with thoughts of her. "Anytime, Chloe," I replied, my voice filled with sincerity.

With one last lingering look, I turned and walked away, leaving her standing in front of her apartment building. And as I disappeared into the darkness, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just experienced something extraordinary, something that would stay with me long after the night had ended.

End of Ethan's POV

Chloe's POV
As Ethan walks away, I can't help but feel a pang of disappointment mixed with excitement. Watching him disappear, I find myself wanting to call out to him, to ask him to stay a little longer. But I resist the urge, knowing that our time together was already something special.

"Goodnight, Ethan!" I call out softly, hoping he hears me even as he walks away.

Riding the elevator up to my floor, my mind races with thoughts of our conversation. There's definitely something between us, I can feel it. And I'm eager to see where it leads.

Once inside my apartment, I lean against the door with a smile on my face. Replaying our interaction in my mind, I can't help but feel a sense of warmth and hope.

"Thanks for walking me home, Ethan," I murmur to myself, grateful for his kindness.

"His smile, his voice... they're all I can think about," I say to the empty room, chuckling softly. And as sleep finally claims me, I can't help but wonder what the future holds for us. Maybe this is the start of something incredible.

End of Chloe's POV

The next day, Chloe can't shake Ethan from her mind. She finds herself eagerly checking her phone, hoping for a message from him. And when his name finally pops up on her screen, her heart skips a beat.

Their conversation flows easily, filled with laughter and shared interests. They make plans to meet up again soon, and Chloe can't help but feel a rush of excitement at the thought of seeing Ethan again.

When they finally meet, the chemistry between them is undeniable. They talk for hours, lost in each other's company, and Chloe finds herself falling deeper and deeper for Ethan with each passing moment.

But as the day draws to a close and they part ways once again, Chloe can't help but feel pain of sadness. She knows that their time together is limited, that Ethan's world is far different from hers. But despite the challenges that lie ahead, she can't deny the connection between them.

As she watches Ethan walk away, a sense of determination settles in her heart. She's not sure what the future holds for them, but she knows that she's willing to take the risk, to see where this unexpected journey leads.

As weeks passed by, Chloe found herself getting more tangled up in Ethan's world. Their meet-ups became more frequent, shifting from casual encounters in public spots to cozy gatherings in each other's apartments.
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Ethan's POV
I felt a rush of anticipation mixed with a hint of nerves the first time Chloe invited me over. Sitting beside her on the couch, I couldn't peel my eyes away from her, feeling my desire for her increase with every passing moment.

"Thanks for coming over, Ethan," Chloe's voice was soft as she handed me a cup of coffee.

I took a sip, enjoying the warmth of the liquid spreading through me as I met her gaze. "Anytime, Chloe," I replied, my voice laced with desire.

Our eyes locked, a silent understanding passing between us. And then, without a word, I leaned in, capturing her lips in an intense kiss.

The taste of her on my lips was exciting, sending a rush of heat coursing through me. In that moment, nothing else mattered but the feel of her in my arms, the taste of her on my lips. And as we kissed, time seemed to stand still, the world falling away until there was only the two of us, lost in the depths of our desire.

After we stopped kissing, I noticed Chloe's cheeks were flushed, a revealing sign of her embarrassment. A smirk played on my lips as I leaned back, enjoying the sight of her flustered state.

"Enjoying yourself, Ethan?" Chloe's voice was teasing, but there was a hint of shyness beneath her playful tone.

I chuckled, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. "Absolutely," I replied, my voice low and filled with mischief. "But I have to admit, seeing you blush like this is a whole new level of entertainment."

Chloe smacked my arm playfully, her laughter filling the room. "Shut up," she said, her cheeks still tinged with pink.

I couldn't help but smile at her, my heart swelling with affection. Despite the darkness that surrounded us, moments like this reminded me that there was light to be found in the depths of our connection.

As our laughter faded, a charged silence surrounded us, thick with desire and anticipation. I held Chloe's lips in a hungry kiss, my hands trailing down her curves, igniting a fire with every touch.

She responded eagerly, her body melding with mine, her hands grasping at my shirt, urging me closer. With a desperate hunger, I tore at the cloth, exposing her perky breasts to my hungry gaze.

I leaned down to take one of her nipples into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue, causing her to arch into my touch with a soft moan. "Ah", she moaned.
Her hands tangled in my hair, influencing me on as I worshipped every inch of her.

Feeling her arousal growing, I couldn't resist the urge to explore further. My hands found their way to the waistband of her pants, pulling them down with urgency, eager to expose her to my hungry gaze.

Exposed and vulnerable, Chloe arched into my touch, her breath coming in shallow gasps as I worshipped every inch of her. With trembling hands, I unclasped her bra, setting her full breasts free.

I couldn't resist the urge to tease her further, my fingers tracing lazy circles around her nipples, drawing soft gasps and moans of pleasure from her lips.

Our movements became more urgent, as we shed the last leftovers of our shyness. Clothing fell away like barriers, leaving us exposed and raw in the dim light of the room.

In that moment, there was only Chloe and I, our bodies tangled in a passionate embrace as we surrendered to the intoxicating pull of our darkest desires.

As we crashed onto the bed, an electric charge surged between us, igniting a wildfire of desire that consumed everything in its path. Chloe's skin was a canvas, and I was eager to explore every inch, my hands hungry for her touch.

With a hunger that bordered on obsession, I traced the contours of her body, mapping every curve with feverish determination. Each gasp and moan that escaped her lips only fueled the fire burning within me, driving me to push the boundaries of pleasure.

Our kisses were fierce, desperate, as if we were trying to consume each other whole. "Your tits feel so fucking good," I growled against her skin, my voice rough with desire. "I can't get enough of you."

Chloe's response was a chorus of moans and sighs, her nails digging into my back as I explored the depths of her passion. "Fuck me harder, Ethan," she pleaded, her voice a breathless whisper. "I need to feel you deep inside me."

With a growl, I gave in to the compulsive pull of her desire, losing myself in the depths of our passion. There were no limits, no boundaries as we crossed into the realm of obsession, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

In that moment, I was consumed by her, by the overwhelming need to possess her completely. And as we surrendered to the depths of our love, I knew that there was no turning back. We were bound together by something deeper than desire, something that defied explanation.

As we lay tangled together, our hearts beating as one, I cherished the feeling of her in my arms, knowing that she was mine and I was hers.

End of Ethan's POV

Chloe's POV
As we hit the peak of our passion, every touch, every caress felt like fire on my skin, sparking a blaze deep inside me that threatened to consume everything around us. Ethan's hands roamed everywhere, igniting a hunger in me that left me gasping for more.

"Fuck, Ethan," I moaned, my voice thick with desire. "You feel so good inside me."

His response was a low growl of approval, his hips meeting mine with a force that sent shivers down my spine. "You're so fucking tight, Chloe," he grunted, his voice rough with desire. "I can't get enough of you."

Our kiss was passionate, filled with all the longing and desire that had been building between us for so long. It was an end of everything we had shared, a promise of everything that was yet to come.

As we lay side by side, our bodies still trembling with the echoes of our passion, I realized that this was where I belonged. In his arms, with his love enveloping me, I felt complete.

And as we drifted off to sleep, entwined in each other's embrace, I knew that together, we could conquer anything the future threw our way.

As the first light of dawn filtered through the curtains, I found myself wrapped in Ethan's arms, feeling a sense of pleasure wash over me. With a soft sigh, I snuggled closer to him, cherishing the warmth of his embrace.

In that moment, I couldn't help but reflect on the journey that had brought us here. From our chance encounter in the dimly lit alley to this intimate moment shared in the glow of morning light, our love had blossomed against all odds.

But my daydream was interrupted by Ethan's low chuckle, his voice teasing as he whispered in my ear, "You were quite greedy last night, weren't you?"

Blushing furiously, I hit playfully at his chest, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and arousal coursing through me. "I...I don't know what you're talking about," I stammered, unable to meet his gaze.

But Ethan only grinned wickedly, his fingers tracing lazy patterns along my skin. "Oh, I think you do," he teased, leaning in to nip at my earlobe. "You were begging for more and more, and I have to say, you tasted absolutely delicious."

My cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red at his words, but there was no denying the surge of desire that pulsed through me at his touch. With a playful glint in his eye, Ethan leaned in to capture my lips in a heated kiss, and as we lost ourselves in the depths of our passion once more, I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together.

As the morning light bathed the room in a soft glow, Ethan and I lay tangled together, our bodies still humming with the aftershocks of our passion. With a contented sigh, I shifted closer to him, relishing the warmth of his embrace.

"So," Ethan began, his voice laced with amusement, "what do you say we make breakfast together?"

I couldn't help but smile at his suggestion, the intimacy of the moment filling me with warmth. "Sounds perfect," I replied, pressing a lingering kiss to his lips before reluctantly extricating myself from his embrace.

As we moved around the kitchen, our movements synchronized as if we had been cooking together for years. There was a sense of ease and familiarity between us, a shared understanding that went beyond words.

With laughter and playful banter filling the air, we prepared a simple yet delicious meal, our shared smiles a testament to the bond that continued to grow between us.

And as we sat down to eat, basking in the simple joy of each other's company, I knew that no matter what the future held, as long as we were together, we could face it head-on, hand in hand.

As the day stretched out before us, filled with endless possibilities, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the journey that lay ahead. With Ethan by my side, I knew that anything was possible, and as we shared a knowing glance, I knew that this was just the beginning of our story together.

THE END