disclaimer❗️
This is not a story for casual enjoyment. I don't write for fan service. If you're looking for fluffy romance or mindless smut, you're in the wrong place.
This is a psychological slow burn-a story that festers and builds until it detonates. The themes are dark. You'll step inside the minds of people who struggle in ways they can't escape, feel the weight of those who are broken beyond repair. This is a story of rage and ruin, of guilt that lingers, jealousy that corrodes, madness that consumes, and obsession that devours.
It's toxic. It's twisted.
And in the end, it's all about love.
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Alexander Duvain is a man of duality-an untouchable CEO by day, the heir to a family empire built on twisted secrets he's only beginning to uncover. Beneath his cold, controlled exterior lurks something darker, something that only emerges at night when he becomes the Vesper, racing through the streets against strangers like a ghost chasing his own shadow.
And then there's the Rebel-A devil wrapped in leather and tartan who laughs at danger and flirts with death.A reckless, sharp-tongued enigma who shatters the silence of his carefully built world.
Two men, playing a deadly game, and neither is playing fair.
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Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes of violence, psychological manipulation, toxic relationships, self-harm, abuse, trauma, substance use, reckless behavior, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised.
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PS: This is my first book, written in a language that isn't my first. If you're ready to step into this world, buckle up. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it ☠︎!
Ahana!!! " she shouted seeing her friend taking her own life infront of her eyes , everything became numb around her
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"The bride is changed" everyone gasped looking at varnika in the place of ahana
"Why you did it varnika? I thought you were my bestfriend" ahana shouted crying while varnika didnt had any reaction on her face nor had any word in her mouths
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"I love you advet" she cried but he didn't care , he leave her broken
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" Who are you ? There something that's still hidden. what is it ? We have met before right" she aksed from him but he didn't replied
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"I love you varnika !" "But I don't" she replied with no emotion "
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"I wasn't the one who was behind it !" Advet whispered in drunken voice
"Then who is the murderer?" Varnika asked from herself"