HIS TO DESIRE

HIS TO DESIRE

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To all the cindrella who had a dream of prince charming to save them but ends up falling too hard for a morally grey dark villain" She is fire, he is ice One glimpse of her Ignites his stone Cold eyes The heat of her body Melts the Frozen Parts of his Heart He walks to flame Just to feel her comforting warmth She is introvert and hates socializing He is the king and a mafia leader She saves people with her hands He kills people brutally She believes in fairy tales He doesn't give a fuck about love What will happen when two opposite collides become one? What will happen when she has to become a replaced bride when her sister backs away from the wedding? Will their past ever be able to let them go? What will happen when the king of Rajasthan and a Doctor will get binded with each other? Will both they fall in love or will it always be a mere replacement? Come and hop in with me to See what happens..🫶 NOTE:This is My first time publishing the story on Watpadd. This story contains various mature content and Smut.
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Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

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