"You know Malhotra, why I choose to hate you?" She asked me as we stood at the edge of cliff.

"I choose to hate you because I want to know you. And when you love a person, you only know what they want you to know. But when you hate someone, you know them more than they know themselves."

"I don't just know what you love or what you hate; I know every breath you take. I know who you breathe for, who you'd die for, and who you'd kill." She said as we looked intensely into each other's eyes.

"Be careful, little guy. She's mine - mine to love, mine to hate, mine to die for." I tightly hold the chin of the bastard who thinks he is capable of loving my Queen

"You might love her like a hero loves a heroine, but I don't. Because she isn't a heroine, she's the queen of my heart, my soul - the Queen of this Villain."

"Because I love her like a villain: madly, possessively, passionately, and obsessively."

I worship the land she walks on, and destroy the land that becomes the reason for her nightmare.

I'm not some so-called hero who can watch his love happy with someone else. I'm the villain who can kill anyone just to be with her, just to see her laughter with me."

“She is the reason I breathe. And she will be will be the reason of your last breath."

"Because you dared to touch what's mine, you dared to breathe the same air as her.”