Tangled Temptations

Tangled Temptations

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She ran from the pain. He became the temptation. Rhea Mehta was a billionaire heiress... until she wasn't. She had her life mapped out... until it crumbled. Betrayed, broken, and disowned, she's left with nothing but heartbreak and a bottle of whiskey. Shourya Sachdev just took over his family's empire, determined to prove himself. No distractions. No detours. No drama. Until one reckless night unraveled everything. One night. No names. No rules. She wanted to forget. He couldn't forget her. What started as a fleeting escape becomes a collision of past wounds and present temptations. Because fate doesn't care about timing. And lust doesn't ask for permission. And when Rhea walks into his office-their worlds snap into place like a twisted puzzle. The chemistry is undeniable. The past is messy. And neither of them is ready for what's coming next. As secrets surface and desires spiral, Rhea must decide if she's brave enough to trust again. And Shourya? He's already fallen-hard and fast-for the girl who vanished with his heart. Love wasn't in their plans. But some temptations... are impossible to resist.
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𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

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