The Royal Tatvas
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She was shivering as she held those papers..
Closing her eyes she thought once and signed on them and handed them to him.
He had devilish yet satisfactory smirk on his face.
" Welcome to hell... sweetheart"
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Shattered (Age Gap Romance )
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Bσσƙ 1 of #ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜɴᴅ & ᴡᴇᴀᴘᴏɴ ꜱᴀɢᴀ SERIES!! He is a villain by the devil's law.. and that laws were made by him (because he was a devil himself). She hates crimes and HE is a CRIME HIMSELF... She wants to make him regret his bad deeds.. and he wants to make her regret the day he saw her.. "Stay away from me, Precious.. you won't be able to handle the way I love" "But what if I don't???" "Then I won't let you leave even if you regret it" he whispered in a deep voice..
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