Mr Perfect Weds Ms Tomboy
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Meera you are mine and only mine nobody can seprete you and me not even you get that in your preety head" said nivaan by entering my personal space ,i can feel his breath near my lips i can see the possessive ,anger and obsession and some unknown emotions in his green eyes.
"Come out of your la la land mr dreamer and I am not a property you can hold and declare it your's I am an individual not an object and next time dont you try to enter my personal space ever again " and i said this looking straight into his eyes then try to push him with all my strength but he blocked my hand bend down and pick me up in bridal style in his arms and take me to temple and cut his hand so blood were flowing like river and filled my hairline with his blood
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Story of Meera and Kiaan After the heartbreaking loss of her husband, Dr. Meera Kapoor is drowning in silence and sorrow. Hoping to escape the memories that haunt her, she moves to her cousin's opulent home in Thailand-a place where she can finally breathe, reflect, and begin to rebuild. What she doesn't expect is to catch the eye of a man who turns her world upside down in an instant. Kiaan Singhania-enigmatic, irresistibly handsome, and one of Southeast Asia's most elusive billionaires-is a man who commands attention the moment he enters a room. The moment he sees Meera, he's obsessed. Her elegance, her vulnerability, the strength she tries to hide-it awakens something possessive inside him. And Kiaan Rathore doesn't believe in waiting. But Meera isn't ready to be anyone's obsession. Especially not his. With a heart still in pieces and a mind wary of his relentless charm, she resists. But Kiaan is used to breaking rules-and barriers. He'll stop at nothing to make her his. Not even if it means forcing his way into every corner of her carefully guarded life. In a foreign land where passion ignites and danger lurks beneath the surface, can Meera resist a man who would go to any lengths to claim her? Or will she surrender to a love that threatens to consume her whole? A dark, emotional romance of healing, obsession, and the magnetic pull of fate.
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