Wet In The Rain Of Love

I entered the room, my voice echoing, "Out!" As I commanded, everyone except Samaira vacated the space. Her eyes widened with fear upon seeing my intensity. I slammed the door shut, causing her to recoil in surprise. Moving closer, she backed up against the wall, her dupatta slipping from her shoulder. "What... What are you doing?" she stuttered, attempting to distance herself. The sight of her in that revealing wedding dress, given to her by someone else, infuriated me. With a tight grip on her forearm, I pulled her toward me, saying, "Do you think I'll let you act freely? Think again," I growled, then released her. Hastily, she tried to reach the door, but I stopped her. "Imagine what they'd say if they saw you like this, sans your dupatta?" I shouted, not caring about her protests. Ignoring me, she bolted out. Determined, I now aimed to prove to everyone – especially her – that she belonged to me and how far I would go. This narrative revolves around Advay and Samaira. Advay, a successful businessman with an icy exterior, has a tender heart towards those he loves. Initially, he appears arrogant and dismissive of others' beauty, but fate crossed paths with Samaira, capturing his attention instantly. Samaira, innocent and sweet, senses her growing affection for Advay despite their contrasting personalities. Their love story unfolds as their worlds collide.