The game of love (Rewriting)

The game of love (Rewriting)

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Mar 15, 2023
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Romance
The story is being rewritten and will be back in an new avatar soon. Viraj goenka:- Businessman, owned biggest chain of hotel and casinos. He is calm. till he is not annoyed because than he is the reincarnation of Lucifer. what happen when one of his VIP client didn't pay his money. simple he broke some of his body parts. but then he saw that man's fiance. he want her and he will have her. how will ridhima cope with the devil himself. Ridhima didn't know the person she trusted most has betrayed her. her own fiance whom she loved with her heart and soul has made the deal for her. how will she manage with the devil. It's a game. a Game of love. let's see who will win this. devil or his queen.
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In the dimly lit corridors of Rathore Mansion, shadows whispered tales of love turned venomous, of trust shattered and souls broken. The grandeur of the estate was a stark contrast to the darkness that enveloped its inhabitants, particularly Aparajita, whose life had become a nightmarish symphony of hatred, abuse, and betrayal. Once the epitome of grace and strength, Aparajita now found herself caged by the very man who had vowed to protect her. Abhimaan Singh Rathore, her husband, had transformed into a relentless captor, driven by a sinister obsession. His manipulative tricks had woven a web of conspiracy so tight that even Aparajita's innocence couldn't save her from his clutches. Standing over her frail figure, Abhimaan's eyes glinted with a dark satisfaction. He leaned in close, his voice a chilling whisper that sent shivers down Aparajita's spine. "You thought you could escape me, Aparajita? That you could find solace and freedom? No, my dear, you are mine. As long as I breathe, you will remain caged, a prisoner of my will. Every breath you take, every tear you shed, will remind you of your place-here, under my control, where you belong." The mansion's walls echoed with the weight of his words, sealing Aparajita's fate in a prison far worse than any physical chains could ever bind. In the heart of luxury, she was ensnared in a dark tale where love was a distant memory, replaced by a sinister dance of power and possession.

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