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𝗜𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺𝘀 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗺𝘀 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗿𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗞𝗶𝗻𝗴.
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"Why would I free my prettiest mistake? You walked into the Devil's den, mon trésor.. now you belong to me."
"Careful what you claim, Devil.. you might find your prettiest mistake is the one that ruins you."
𓆩⭑𓆪
𝗔𝘃𝗶𝗿𝗮 𝗞𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗻𝗮- An Indian girl who came to New York chasing her master's degree. She was stubbornly independent, fiercely protective of her heart, and believed love was nothing more than a distraction. Sweet in her smile yet sharp in her words, she was the kind of girl who could light up a room and set it on fire at the same time. She didn't know it yet, but her arrival would change everything especially for the man who was never meant to notice her.
𝗥𝗮𝗳𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗼- The name alone was enough to silence a crowded room. Born into shadows and raised in blood, he carried power like a second skin. His Emerald green eyes were sharp, unreadable, a warning and a promise all at once. He was every nightmare whispered in the dark, every fear that kept men awake at night. Ruthless in business, merciless to enemies, yet behind that iron mask was a storm no one dared to touch. He wasn't just dangerous, he was the kind of danger you couldn't walk away from.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨,
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘭.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯,
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯.
𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴,
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴.