Panoti: Marked by Fate, Owned by Him
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They called her Panoti - cursed, unwanted, unloved.
Abandoned by her own blood and haunted by a dark past, Deepika Rajwat never expected love... until she met him.
Ekansh Singh Rajvansh, the ruthless Italian-Indian mafia boss, feared by all - and obsessed with only one girl.
To him, she's not bad luck.
She's his.
And he'll burn the world to keep her.
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