My devotion(my obsession)

My devotion(my obsession)

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"She is my obsession, she is everthing. Those black eye of her was so deep that i can see through her soul. They crave for love and care." Yashana Rathore a beautiful soul. she is also a well known businesswomen. After her parents death she tried every thing to avoid that pain and trauma. she have a boyfriend who then cheat on her and made her feel the worst she could ever feel. Rehan Singh Rajvanshi who is so rude and cruel. who does not care for anyone. only thing he care about is His Family and His Business. who have no love life. "you are no one to tell me what to do" - "My Tulip where ever you go in the f*cking world, i will catch you and claim you." -
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AADIKYA KAPOOR Cold. Calculated. Cruel. He barely speaks, and when he does, his words cut deeper than silence ever could. Emotions? Useless. People? Replaceable. The only thing that fuels him is power-and he finds it in running his empire with an iron grip. He doesn't work for passion. He works to stay untouchable. AARAVI JOSHI Gentle. Resilient. Kind. Life has tested her, bruised her, even tried to break her-but never once could it turn her bitter. She believes in kindness, in goodness, in healing the world one small act at a time. She's soft, not weak. And the light within her? It refuses to fade. They are nothing alike. One is winter. The other, spring. Yet somehow, fate found poetry in their contrast. ****** "ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤 𝕡𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕖 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕕 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕠𝕡𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕪 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕖'𝕤 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕝𝕖 𝕡𝕚𝕖𝕔𝕖 " *************

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