The forced alliance (Completed)

The forced alliance (Completed)

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WpMetadataReadConcluida dom, sep 8, 20245h 26m
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She being way too filmy believed love is a bed of roses for her the idea of love was more about not giving up on the person you love and her toxic trait was giving more chances than the person actually needs she believes in seeing good side of everything spreading happiness wherever she steps was a part of personality she thought when she will meet the love of her life there will be violins in bgm but little did she had any idea about the explosions which that droolworthy intimidating man is going to bring in her life where will this love story end... will she able to mend everything or will she be left broken again... will he love her the way she deserves... How will these tolerate each other what will happen when these two will collide will the love bloom or explosions qill take place let's dive into the story to get to know
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𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

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