— She lives unaware. He watches, wanting... needing.

🔥 Author’s POV

Some call it fate. Some call it madness.

But when a mafia king sets his eyes on someone… there’s no difference.

📍 Scene: Sirajpur City — A Quiet Street

Inside a matte black SUV, tinted windows rolled up, Sagar sat — arms crossed, sunglasses on, gaze fixed.

On her.

Avantika.

There she was — hair tied in a messy bun, wearing a white kurta and blue jeans, bargaining with a flower vendor. Her hands moved animatedly. Her nose scrunched when the vendor refused a discount.

Sagar (muttering, smirking):

"Ziddi... bilkul tumhari tarah... aur kitni cute ho tum jab ghussa karti ho."

Aman (driving, nervous):

"Boss... do din se aap khud yeh kaam kar rahe hain... mujhe lagta hai yeh obsession level pe chala gaya hai."

Sagar tilted his head, lips twitching.

"Aman... obsession tab hoti hai jab tu kisi cheez ke peeche pagal ho jaye... par yeh toh... bas curiosity hai."

Aman (mumbling):

"Haan... wahi dangerous wali curiosity."

⚡ Inside Sagar’s Head:

Sagar (heart):

"Dekh kaise apne duniya mein mast hai... bilkul bhi nahi sochti ki koi usse dekhta hoga."

Sagar (brain, sighing):

"Yeh tu kya kar raha hai, Sagar? Mafia ka kaam chhodkar ladki ke peechhe lag gaya?"

Heart (laughing):

"Bas bas... ab tu accept karle. Yeh ladki ab teri weak spot ban gayi hai."

📍 Scene: Flower Stall | Avantika’s POV

"Bhaiya, 10 ke phool 20 ka nahi lunga main. Zyada mat bana lo apne rate."

Her phone buzzed. It was a text from her friend:

“Girl... tu theek hai? Kal ka scene mujhe yaad aa gaya... woh black gaadi wala banda... scary handsome tha ngl 👀”

Avantika rolled her eyes. “Pagal hai kya? Uss bande se toh main door hi theek hoon.”

But as she looked around, a sudden, strange chill ran down her spine. “Kya mujhe... koi dekh raha hai?”

She turned. Scanned.

Nothing.

Sagar (whispers inside SUV):

"Smart hai... par abhi nahi pakad sakti mujhe."

📍 Scene Shift — Avantika’s NGO

Sagar watched as Avantika handed out food packets, laughed with the kids, and scolded the teenage boys trying to act smart.

"Yeh ladki... sirf beautiful nahi... dil bhi bada hai. Kitni alag hai yeh duniya se."

His jaw clenched as he noticed two guys flirting with her.

"Aey... aankhein neeche. Yeh tumhare liye nahi bani." His fingers tapped the leather seat restlessly.

Aman (side-eyeing):

"Boss... control... yeh public jagah hai."

Sagar (coldly):

"Ek din yeh samjhegi... ke woh mere alawa kisi aur ke liye bani hi nahi hai."

⚡ Sagar’s Obsession — Level Up:

He clicked his fingers.

"Aman. NGO ke CCTV access le aa."

Aman blinked. "Boss... illegal hai..."

Sagar (dark chuckle):

"Mafia mein legal ka kya kaam? Main chahta hoon... ki woh mujhe bina dekhe... main use dekhta rahun."

📍 Meanwhile — Avantika’s POV (At Home That Night)

As she curled up on her bed, her eyes drifted to the window.

"Weird... lag raha hai jaise... koi hai... koi dekh raha hai mujhe..."

Her fingers trembled slightly as she locked the window.

"Kal se NGO ka kaam zyada hai... dimag kharaab ho gaya hai shayad."

She didn’t know...

Someone was watching. Always had been.

💣 Ending Narration:

“A girl who wanted a quiet life…

A man who was never meant to love…

But fate doesn’t ask. It just collides."

→ The hunter watches. The prey breathes unaware.

→ But when lines blur between obsession and love... everything burns.