Ravished

Ravished

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, May 3, 2025
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Romance
Vini thought she had left her past behind-until it came crashing back into her life in the form of him. The man she never expected to see again. The man who now stands in front of her, eyes as cold and unreadable as ever, dragging her into a whirlwind of confusion and unanswered questions. What is he doing here, in her university? How does he know about places only she should have access to? And why does his presence still make her heart race, despite the warning signs screaming at her to stay away? As old wounds resurface and buried secrets threaten to unravel, Vini finds herself trapped between the past she once ran from and the present she can't control. But one thing is certain-his return is no coincidence.
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She was born from chaos-Valentina De Santis, the mafia heiress with blood-soaked hands and a crown carved from cruelty. Raised by the devil and trained by Death Wish herself, she isn't just feared-she is fear. "I don't start wars," Valentina whispered, her blade tracing his jaw. "I end bloodlines." ✧♡✧♡✧♡✧ He was born from control-Vihaan Mehra, the nation's most ruthless lawyer. Cold. Calculated. Untouchable. A man who's built his empire on discipline and rules-rules he's never broken. Until her*. They come from different worlds. Different codes. Different kinds of darkness. "You think I'm scared of monsters?" Vihaan smirked. "I've buried worse beneath courtrooms and coffins." ✧♡✧♡✧♡✧ When Valentina sets her eyes on Vihaan, it's not love-it's possession. And when he dares to reject her, he thinks the storm will pass. But she isn't a storm. She's the apocalypse wrapped in silk. "I'm not yours," Vihaan growled. "I don't belong to anyone." Valentina's eyes darkened, her voice a whisper dipped in venom. "Then I'll rip the world apart-limb by limb-until there's nothing left for you to belong to... except me." When the mafia's deadliest princess becomes obsessed with her own destruction- Who will survive when control faces chaos, and obsession demands blood?

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