Inside Devil's Cage
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Devraj x Advika
"I never knew that I will find my home in an angel."
- Dev
"That devil is my safe place. My only home."
- Advi
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Devraj Singh Rajput ~ he is devil and a nightmare whom no one has ever seen in person. he never shares what is his. He is walking death for his enemies and betrayers.
Advika Purohit ~ she is an angel whose presence is enough for peace of mind. Her smile can make anyone's restless heart peaceful.
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Trops:
Age gap
Dark romance
Mafia Romance
CM x Student
Devil x Angel
Over Possessive ML
Strong FL x Strong ML
Past life relation
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