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Parts 18
Time 3h 31m

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❝𝐀 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.❞
    
    ~•~
    Obsession is a dangerous game, but for him, it's the only game worth playing. Abhiman Singh Rathore, a ruthless underworld king with the face of a savior and the heart of a devil, he's built his empire on blood and dominance. And now, he has his eyes set on her.
    
    Sitara Malhotra, an artist trapped in a gilded cage of expectations and her demons, her soul hidden behind brushstrokes of secrets. She doesn't know it yet, but she's already his-marked by his gaze, bound by his will. A single encounter was all it took to make her his obsession, and now, he will do whatever it takes to claim her.
    
    But obsession breeds destruction, and in this twisted game of desire, there are no rules. He will make her his wife, his possession, his ruin. And when she realizes there is no escape from the monster in her shadows, it may already be too late.
    
    Because when the devil falls in love, he doesn't ask. He takes.
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