Heer: A Desi Dark Romance

Heer: A Desi Dark Romance

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Do you want to read a slow burn dark romance book with a fun Desi twist? Look no further. I got you! _*_*_*_ Aarohi Mehra is returning home after completing her Masters in Literature from Oxford University. She's a reader and wants to make a career in writing. Her dream is to lead a simple and comfortable life with her own money. And she loves her family dearly. Rajveer Singh has inherited his father's company and made it the number one in it's field. He's calm, quiet, observant and holds the capability to dominate a room with his presence. He's merciless when anyone tries to hurt his family or his loved ones. He has set his eyes on his Best friend's innocent little sister. But his intentions with her are anything but innocent. To have her and own her, he'll do anything. Even if it means going against his own best friend or her family that she so dearly loves.
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In war, there are rules. In love, there are none. --- "Tu samajhta kya hai apne aapko, Gill?" (What do you think you are, Gill?) Shubman smirked, stepping closer, voice dropping to a taunting whisper. "Tera obsession." (Your obsession.) Ishan's breath hitched as Shubman gripped his jaw, tilting his face up. "Aur tu jitna bhaag lega, Major... utna hi main tujhe todne ka maza lunga." (The more you run, Major... the more I'll enjoy breaking you.) --- "Sharma, tu hamesha mujhse bhaagta hai." (Sharma, you always run from me.) Abhishek's back hit the wall as Siddharth stalked closer, dark eyes glinting with something unhinged. "Aur har baar main tujhe dhoondh hi leta hoon." (And every time, I find you.) Abhishek's pulse raced as Siddharth's fingers brushed his throat, pressing lightly. "Tujhe pata hai tujhe dekh ke mera sabr kyun tut jata hai?" (Do you know why I lose my patience when I see you?) A slow smirk curled on Siddharth's lips before he leaned in, voice dropping to a sinful whisper. "Kyuki tu sirf mera hai, Sharma. Aur tujhe kisi aur ki nazar lagne ka bhi haq nahi." (Because you're only mine, Sharma. And you don't even have the right to let anyone else look at you.) --- A story where dominance turns into obsession. Where possessiveness is a weapon. Where love isn't soft-it's brutal. Unforgiving. Addictive. A battlefield is nothing compared to the war they fight for control.

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