CLAIMED BY THE DEVIL
THE ACCIDENTAL MEETING
Mumbai — Evening
Ananya rushes down a busy street, juggling papers and her bag, muttering to herself.
Great… just great… spilling chai on my only file. Perfect start to my life.
She doesn’t notice the tall man standing in front of her limousine until—BANG!
Ananya:
Oh! Shit! Sorry!🥲
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Watch where you’re going.(cold, piercing gaze)
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Excuse me? I’m not the one standing like a statue in the middle of the street.(raising an eyebrow, sassy tone)
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Harmless is dangerous.(leaning slightly closer, voice low)
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Wow. Creepy much? You do this to everyone, or just me?(smirking, rolling her eyes)
Mikhail volkov(ml)
(Mikhail’s jaw tightens. Nobody talks back like that. He’s intrigued.)
Assistant
Sir… she’s… bold.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Bold is… interesting.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Riya. Something insane just happened.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
I Bumped into some tall, scary Russian dude in a suit. Thinks he owns the street.
Riyal patal
LOL. Should I call the cops?🤣
Ananya Sharma (fl)
No. I insulted him. Yes. He’s scary, but I called him a creep.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Yeah… and he didn’t punch me. Yet.
Mikhail waits for his driver, thinking about the girl who dared talk back to him without fear.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
She’s insolent. Reckless. Dangerous… but I like it. I can’t let this go.(thinking)
Dimitri(ml bff and right hand)
Mickeyy it’s just a girl. Don’t… obsess.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Obsess? No.
Curiosity. She fascinates me.(smirking darkly)
(Mikhail’s eyes follow the crowd, imagining her every movement. He wants to see her again — and make her his.)
Mikhail volkov(ml)
You have a sharp tongue. Dangerous.(unknown number)
Ananya Sharma (fl)
And you have creepy blue eyes. Also dangerous.(typing fast, smirking even as her heart races)
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Good. I like dangerous.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Yeah? Well… try me then.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Oh, I will. You don’t even know.
(Message read. Ananya puts her phone down, amused but wary. She has no idea what just started.)
CAN’T ESCAPE MY SIGHT
Mumbai office building — next day
Ananya is sipping chai, scrolling her emails, trying to shake off yesterday’s encounter. She mutters to herself:
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Tall, creepy, Russian… seriously? He’s not even real.(thinking)
She looks up… and freezes.
There he is. Mikhail Tartal, leaning casually against the lobby railing, suit perfect, eyes locked on her.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Oh hell no… he’s everywhere.(whispering, under breath)
Riyal patal
See something you like?(peeking over )
Ananya Sharma (fl)
No! He’s scary, and… weirdly obsessed.(snaps)
Riyal patal
Obsession is bad news. Run.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Not possible. He’s literally in my building.
📱 Private Chat — Mikhail → Ananya
Mikhail volkov(ml)
You’re bold. I like that.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
You’re… crazy.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Maybe. Or maybe I just notice things no one else does.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
…You notice me?
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Every move. Every word. Every glance.
You don’t get to hide.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
And what if I want to hide?
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Then I’ll find you.
(Ananya freezes. Half scared, half thrilled by his audacity. Her fingers hover over the keyboard… she doesn’t reply.)
Ananya walks into the conference room for a meeting. She tries to focus, but she senses him before she even looks.
Mikhail steps in, unexpectedly, for “business discussion.”
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Of course. He’s everywhere.(rolling eyes, muttering)
Mikhail volkov(ml)
ITold you. You don’t get to hide.(smirking, leaning close)
Ananya Sharma (fl)
And I told you… I don’t need anyone watching me.(crossing arms, sassy tone)
Mikhail volkov(ml)
I don’t watch. I own attention. And yours will be mine soon enough.
(Ananya rolls her eyes, refusing to be intimidated, but a tiny shiver runs down her spine. She won’t admit it — not yet.)
Ananya packs her bag to leave. Mikhail appears by the elevator, blocking her path casually.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Do you have a business card, or are you planning to stalk me home too?(snarky, arms crossed)
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Why leave?
You belong in my sight.(dark smile, leaning close)
Ananya Sharma (fl)
I Don’t belong anywhere near you.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
You belong to yourself… for now. But not out of my reach.
(Elevator dings. She steps in, avoiding his gaze, but he watches her enter. Dimitri smirks beside him.)
Dimitri(ml bff and right hand)
You’re obsessed.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
No. Fascinated. Dangerously fascinated.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
You keep running.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Because I can.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
And yet… you keep coming back. Even when you don’t realize it.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Oh please. You’re imagining things.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
I’m not. And one day, you’ll realize that I notice everything — and nothing escapes me.
(Ananya sets her phone down, frustrated and slightly unnerved. She doesn’t admit that she’s already thinking about him.)
“Everyone Walked In For Different Reasons”
Rain poured hard.⛈️
Ananya stood outside her PG with a single suitcase.
The watchman avoided her eyes.
watchman
Madam, owner sold the building.
Everyone must leave today.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
You’re telling me this NOW?
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Pack your things.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Excuse me?
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Your landlord terminated the contract.
You have nowhere to go
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Are you stalking me?
Mikhail volkov(ml)
I solve problems.
A black SUV stopped in front of her.
Door opened.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
I don’t trust you.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
You don’t have to.
Just don’t stand in the rain.
She looked back at the locked gate.
Then at the car.
And got in.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
I Need to call my friend.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Five minutes.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Riya, I’m homeless.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Long story
Twenty minutes later, another cab stopped at the mansion.
Riya jumped out, dragging a suitcase.
She stared at the gate.
Riyal patal
Either this is a scam…
or Ananya married rich.
guard
Miss Riya. You’re expected.
Riyal patal
EXPECTED BY WHO?!
Riya walked in, eyes wide.
Ananya Sharma (fl)
Don’t ask.
Evening.
A third car arrived.
Meera stepped out calmly, business bag on shoulder.
Meera lyer 2nd fl
Volkov Holdings… Interesting.
Meera lyer 2nd fl
Six-week project.
Mumbai branch.
Riyal patal
Why does she look like she owns the place?
Ananya Sharma (fl)
MEERA?!
Riyal patal
WHY IS EVERYONE MOVING INTO THIS HOUSE?!
Meera lyer 2nd fl
Company accommodation.
She looked around once.
Not impressed.
Meera lyer 2nd fl
Security is excessive.
Every guard stiffened.
Radio buzzed once.
The main door opened slowly.
Footsteps echoed.
Conversation died.
A man entered.
No rush.
No greetings.
Pure authority.
Dimitri(ml bff and right hand)
Boss.
Riyal patal
…that word again.
Mikhail volkov(ml)
Aleksei.
Aleksei’s eyes moved across the room.
Stopped briefly on the girls.
Cold. Assessing.
Aleksei volkov 2nd ml
Why are civilians inside our house?
Ananya felt her stomach drop.
Meera didn’t move.
Meera lyer 2nd fl
Temporary housing.
Aleksei’s gaze locked on her.
Aleksei volkov 2nd ml
Interesting.
Aleksei volkov 2nd ml
He removed his 🕶
Aleksei volkov 2nd ml
Make sure they stay where I can see them.
Only then did Riya breathe.
Riyal patal
Okay.
We’re definitely not dealing with normal businessmen.
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