OWNED BY OATH

OWNED BY OATH

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BOOK#2 of Incomplete but complete ❤️‍🩹 KUSHAGRA OBEROI He's a man carved from shadows, a mafia figure whose reputation precedes him-cold, calculating, and ruthless. His suit is always sharp, tailored perfectly to his broad shoulders, and his eyes, dark and calculating, carry the weight of a thousand decisions made in blood and fear. His name is whispered like a warning, a name that commands respect and evokes fear in the hearts of many. He is the enigma at the top of the criminal underworld, the one who pulls strings from behind the scenes, untouched by the law. But beneath the surface, there's a fire burning that no one can see. The fire is her. From the moment their paths crossed, something in him shifted-an ache, a longing, an obsession that he can't escape. He's fixated on her every glance, every smile, the way she moves with such grace and unassuming beauty. She's the light to his darkness, the one person who sees him not for his power, but for the man he could be.But the only thing that breaks his heart is that SHE IS IN LOVE WITH SOMEONE ELSE..... For him, she is both his salvation and his greatest weakness. SIMRAN KAUR GILL She's a confident, self-made Sardarni with a heart full of ambition and pride in her curves. Independent and unapologetically herself, she has built her own life without depending on anyone. Though her heart belongs to someone else at first, she can't help but be drawn to the mafia, whose quiet strength and unexpected kindness chip away at her walls. As her feelings shift, she realizes love doesn't always follow the path she planned, but she remains true to her fierce, self-made spirit.
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He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆

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