Your Love is My poison
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Hii its my first story, so sorry if I did a mistake
In a world where darkness regin Ashita Sharma an Innocent 19 year old middle class girl studying buisness collide with Rudraveer SINGHANIA mafia king and millionaire 24 years old and become his obsession
Rudraveer a man who dont know meaning of love just take things by hook or crook fall for an innicent soul
Ashita unaware of darkness coming to cage her
This dark romance explore toxic Obsessed and love blurring the line of reality
(Glimpse)
A girl on floor joining her hand crying begging
Pl-ple(hiccup) please l-let me g-g-go plea-
A man shout
SHUT UP
(grab her hairs )
U R MINE HOW DARE U TRY TO ESCAPE I WILL BROKE YOUR LEG
Man leave her hair and take her ankle
(Snap)
NO Rudraveer (girl scream )
(Glimpse 2)
(A Girl said )
I love u Rudra
(Man smile kiss her forehead )
I love u too
Všechna práva vyhrazena
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