"Lilith Isha Romanio, you think that's who you truly are, my Queen? Or shall I say it, my cunning little fox"
I was the nightmare of many people but he thinks I am cute.
He was not the person I carved for. Neither did I want him to be my salvation.
My Shadows were loyal to him. He watched me, stalked me, and shoved me into the memories which I never knew I had.
Yet he did it. Painted my canvas, black chaotic ones with contrasting deep crimson.
Rudraveer Pratap Rathore, those sets of smoldering grey eyes, sinister grin of the Devil, and his aphrodisiac sinful voice made my killer mind traspie into his webs of hell. And his flames of hellfire stroke something dark and forbidden...
Was I Lilith Isha Romanio? Or who was I?
He questioned it and I, fell into a pit of abyss to answer it.
With the shivers of pleasure, passion, and twisted love.
And I?
I enjoyed it.
This was our Fated Twist...