FEAR AND FALLING
1. LET'S GET FO KNOW｡*ﾟ+*.
MMC — Aarav Malhotra
Age: 28
Reputation: Untouchable mafia lord, feared, ruthless.
Real nature (with her): Calm, observant, unexpectedly gentle.
Code: Never harms the innocent. Never forgives betrayal.
Weakness: Her unguarded trust
How he sees her at first:
A distraction.
Then a responsibility.
Then a danger—to his control.
What will it be later?
Background: ordinary employee, middle-class, independent
Personality: Brave when needed, soft by nature
Belief: People aren’t born monsters
How she sees him:
A stranger in the rain.
A quiet friend of the night.
Someone lonely… like her.
Meet them in incoming chapters
She met him on a night the rain wouldn’t stop.
Under a bridge she was warned never to cross.
With a man she was never meant to know.
Anaya is just an employee trying to make it home when the city fails her—missed buses, empty streets, and a storm that pushes her into the shadows.
There, she meets Aarav. Quiet. Watchful. Kind in a way that feels rare at night.
He never asks questions.
She never pries.
What begins as chance turns into routine—brief conversations in the dark, shared silences, a friendship built on safety she doesn’t question. She sees only the man who tells her to go home, who waits until she’s gone, who never lets fear touch her.
She doesn’t know he rules the very darkness she walks through.
She doesn’t know mercy is the most dangerous thing he’s chosen in years.
Because loving her means lying.
Protecting her means blood.
And the truth—when it comes—won’t ask permission before it destroys everything.
Somewhere between fear and falling,
They forget which side of the night they belong to.
Mahesh ml grandfather
Mahesh Malhotra.
A man who started from nothing but ₹60 with his two friends.
They all added ₹20 and made three empires.
it all started with simple drama's in carnival of India mahakumbh.
But now he has one of the biggest film/entertainment industry. As he grew older, his work grew bigger.
Nandita ml grandmother
Nandita, his wife.
During her acting career, she fall in love with a man she didn't knew.
But it only lasted until she get to know him. As they fall in love, he actually got tired to work when he couldn't give enough time to her.
As the founder and chairman of the company, his post was given to his son. So that he could live his loving life.
Vikrant ml father
Vikrant malhotra.
Man of his words, idols of actors and exactly like his father. Talanted yet dangerous.
In his whole life, he only loved his family, kids, and money.
Subalaxmi ml mother
Subalaxmi.
like her name, she was truly the goddess of wealth.
Ever since they got married, his business grew globally recognized.
Made famous films yet was a well known businessman.
He was a mafia like his grandfather.
And had many business deals with mafias.
Kishore fl father
Kishore, a small business owner.
he earned both respect and fame from his work
But after all, small businessmans always get smashed by the bigger ones.
In their happy life, someone was the villain.
MAMTA fl mother
Mamta, his wife
they both had great marriage, love between arguments.
Their one and only daughter.
Ram FL's friend
FMC's supporter.
2. FIRST MEET｡*ﾟ+*.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
I... Missed it...
That left almost a whisper in air, unheard by the world as I missed the last bus.
I sat on the bus stop's bench, looking at the bus I just missed.
my breath fogging the air, my gaze shifted to my feet as water soaked through my shoes.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Why can't our government make some platforms on bus stop?💭
I sighed, looking up at the sky. Nothing, it was just empty. Covered by the dark clouds.
The street was nearly empty. Shops shuttered. Streetlights flickering suddenly, like they might give up any second.
I checked my phone—2% battery. Not enough to call someone, so I didn't even tried.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
what else could go bad?
Home was still 1 hour away on foot, even if I try to run there I'd end up soaking myself in the rainwater.
I pulled my bag tighter around my shoulder and started walking, walking towards the place I shouldn't go to.
The rain grew heavier, drumming against the road, blurring everything into shadows and reflections.
By the time I reached the turn near the old bridge.
My clothes clung to my skin and my fingers were numb, almost impossible to feel.
my mother's voice echoed in my head.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Never take the bridge route at night.
I whispered to myself, before looking ahead.
I showed my steps, almost hesitant to step forward.
The longer route meant another forty minutes. The bridge would cut it in half.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
I hesitated only a moment before finally stepping forward, looking ahead. Shoulders straight.
Under the bridge, the sound of rain softened, replaced by something worse.
Something echoed, a sound—no, a voice.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Voices? Whose voice was that?
I stopped, listening carefully.
My heart was beating like drum against my chest, breathing quickly in the cold air.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
I wish I would have listened to mom's words...💭
Yellow light spilled weakly from a lone bulb, revealing figures I hadn't expected—four men near a black SUV.
Standing close to the bridge end, I can run. But I wasn't able to move at all.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
They've been always here?💭
My eyes fall on the man beside the car.
random MAN
*on his knees, hands tied, head bowed.*
my heart slammed painfully against my ribs.
He was on his knees, what does it mean?
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Am I in danger? 💭
I took a careful step back, my foot splashed against the rain water.
The sound echoed far too loud.
Every head turned towards me, making a shiver running down my spine.
UNKNOWN
*Cursed under his breath*
UNKNOWN
*hand went to his waist.*
I just stared at them, not able to move.
UNKNOWN
*stepped forward calmly.*
I kept my eyes on him, not looking away for even a second.
UNKNOWN
*lifted his hand.*
I stared at his hands, before noticing everyone has stopped their movements. As if they were told to stop moving.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
what's happening? 💭
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Am I supposed to run? 💭
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Would I be de@d if I tried to run?💭
I stared at those man, froze like statues.
random MAN
*trembled harder, knees bl€€ding from kneeling for too long*
my gaze lifted to the stranger.
The man stood as I watched carefully, almost analyzing.
Rain dripping from his hair like he was part of the storm itself. His face was calm—dangerously calm.
For a second I didn't move. His eyes dark, maybe black or dark brown.
he wasn't angry, Not even surprised, just measuring.
UNKNOWN
You shouldn't be here.
his quite voice stilled something inside me.
Wait for the next chapter Lovies♡
3. GO HOME
The man's voice controlled, but it carried enough weight to silence the space between them.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
I— I missed the bus.
she was confused about what to say, so just spilled it like the most perfect excuse.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
I’ll just— I’ll leave. I’m sorry.
he studied her for a moment, eyes flicking to her soaked clothes, her clenched hands, the fear she wasn’t hiding well.
he said, almost absently.
that was the moment she realized she actually wasn't hiding it well
another man from behind stepped forward.
he didn't acknowledged him, just his hand lifted slightly. Enough to silence even the begging man on ground.
Anaya, who still stood there watched carefully.
then slowly, she turned. Shoes slipping on wet concrete. just as she was about to break into run her foot tripped over something.
she closed her eyes, already prepared for the all she didn't sign up for.
a small gasp let her lips as she was pulled back by something—someone.
He was closer now, too close. For a second, something shifted in his eyes. Not cruelty.
Conflict.
That calmed the storm in her mind, she finally realised there was nothing to be actually afraid of.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Th-thank you
just a whisper, unsure why she was thanking a stranger she should be terrified of.
He looked at her like he hadn’t expected that. Like it was the least thing someone would say. Then lower.
Not you're welcome, not It was an instinct. But his name, like he was introducing himself to someone who meant something.
For a second she just stared at him.
ANAYA SHARMA (FL)
Anaya...
low like a whisper, but loud enough to hear without being close.
she, because he wanted her to know.
Him, because he'll know it without even being told.
As the rain begin to fall harder, faster. She broke into a run.
She didn’t look back, Under the bridge, the rain continued to fall.
Aarav watched until she vanished into the darkness.
The night obeyed.
And somewhere between fear and falling, a line had been crossed—quietly, irrevocably
Download NovelToon APP on App Store and Google Play
