SHOWDOWN

SHOWDOWN

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Romance
CONTENT WARNING 18+ This book is not for sensitive readers. "Sometimes Maya, I want to touch you in a way that excites you. Disgusts you. To touch every inch of that honeyed skin that it hurts you. Dishonors you. A touch so dirtying that it destroys you -Dev Suryavanshi Maya Sule has spent her life believing that safety is a choice. At twenty three, her world is small, controlled, carefully guarded, built on routines. She trusts in order, in predictability, in the quiet certainty that nothing truly terrible can reach her if she is careful enough. Obedient and meek enough. She is wrong. Dev Suryavanshi does not arrive as a storm. He arrives as a curse. A man of influence...unspoken power, Dev moves through Mumbai unseen yet omnipresent, respected by some, feared by most, questioned by none. When his path crosses Maya's, it is not chance but consequence. And something dark and dangerous is set into motion. Caught between resistance and desire, instinct and longing, Maya is drawn into a dangerous game. With every step closer to Dev, the city tightens around her, secrets surface, and the line between punishment and sin becomes a slow, aching invitation. This is not a story about falling in love. It is a story about a mistake and the cost of surviving it.
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𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 #1 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. 。♪ He dragged her onto his lap, his grip firm, his eyes cold with something deeper than anger. She struggled, tears sliding down as she hit his chest weakly. "You always do this to me," she cried, voice cracking like a broken child's. "You don't even care... I hate you!" He didn't react-not to her words, not to her tears. Just stared, his gaze dark and possessive. Then he took her hand, guided it down. "Open the zip," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Take me inside... and complain properly, bachha." --- Tropes : ●Student × professor ●Grumpy × sunshine ●Slow burn ●Forced proximity ●18+ Copyright © 2025 Bella This book is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events, places, or people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author, except for brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. Written by: bella

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