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Aashiyaana
 

“Mixing business with pleasure. It’s about time.”
“Look who’s talking.” Kai’s idea of fun was translating academic texts into Latin for no reason other than he was a showoff and bored as hell.
“What can I say? I prefer the company of words to people. Except for you, of course.”
(Kai Young is so me, I just knew he's going to be my favorite from the King of Sins series)

Aashiyaana
 

Somehow, someway, Vivian Lau had burrowed under my skin, and I didn’t know how to get her out without losing a piece of myself in the process.

Aashiyaana
 

ہمیں جان دینی ہے ایک دن وہ کسی طرح، وہ کہیں سہی
ہمیں آپ کھینچئے دار پر، جو نہیں کوئی تو ہم ہی سہی

Aashiyaana
 

“Knowing Dante, I wouldn’t put it past
him to marry someone strictly for business purposes.”
A concrete block formed in my chest.
“Our families work in similar fields,” I murmured. “So there is a business element to it.”
“Yes, but I’ve seen the way he looks at you.” She ran the last dirty dish under the water. “It’s not about business.”
She was wrong, but that didn’t stop my pulse from spiking with anticipation. “How does he look at me?”
Janis smiled. “Like he never wants to look away.”
🖤

Aashiyaana
 

“Make no mistake, mia cara.” I grasped her chin and tilted it up. “This is business. And if there’s one thing I take seriously, it’s my investments.”

Aashiyaana
 

“What does that say about you?”
“Answer me.” Command hardened my voice into steel.
Vivian shook her head.
“If you won’t say it, I will. It says you’re mine. Puoi negarlo quanto vuoi, ma è la verità.”

Aashiyaana
 

“You forget.” I pressed my fingers against her nape, forcing her to look up at me. “You’re my fiancée. Not Kai’s. Not anyone else’s. I don’t give a fuck how handsome they are or what type of accent they have. You’re mine, and no one…Touches what’s mine.”

Aashiyaana
 

Leaders who are out of touch are leaders who fail.

Aashiyaana
 

the problem with glass is, it is as vulnerable as it is lethal

Aashiyaana
 

I hated his arrogance, his rudeness, and the mocking way he called me mia cara.
I hated the way my pulse kicked at the rough span of his hand around my neck.
And I hated how he always seemed larger than life, like the molecules of any space he entered had to fold in on themselves to accommodate him.

Aashiyaana
 

"She wore the same lipstick from the exhibition. Bold, red, and seductive, like a siren’s call amidst a sea of tranquil calm. I wanted to rub my thumb across her bottom lip and smear her perfect lipstick until she was nothing more than a beautiful mess. To peel back the composed mask and see the ugliness underneath."
~ Dante Russo

Aashiyaana
 

The insults with a grain of truth always cut the deepest.

Aashiyaana
 

I knew it was physically impossible, but I
couldn’t shake the eerie sense he could see straight through me like I was made of nothing more than a thousand pieces of broken, transparent glass.

Aashiyaana
 

Revenge is a dish best serve cold.

Aashiyaana
 

“I also heard the more zeroes one has in their bank account, the fewer words they’re capable of speaking.”
~Vivian Lau

Aashiyaana
 

My future husband was devastation poured into a suit. Not handsome by conventional means, but so powerful and compelling his presence swallowed every molecule of oxygen in the room like a black hole consuming a newborn star.
~ Vivian Lau

Aashiyaana
 

"He knows blood and death and darkness and yet his soul is pure, untainted, immaculate."

Aashiyaana
 

"Darkness is coiling itself around me. I'm ensnared by the darkness and every last drop of my blood will be drained away by the blade piercing me."

Aashiyaana
 

"Etch the pain deep into my soul as proof that I've lived."
~Ciel Phantomhive

Aashiyaana
 

Diamonds are hard, but because they are hard they are brittle.