OWNED IN SILENCE
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I was never his.
Not by choice.
But the moment I was taken... I belonged.
At twenty, I was just a college girl with dreams, trying to survive the scars of a cruel past.
Then Varun Pradesh Kumar-CEO of the powerful Pradesh Group, untouchable and feared-ripped me from my world because of a debt I didn't owe.
He didn't raise his voice.
He didn't raise a hand.
He simply... claimed me.
Now I live in a mansion where every room is wrapped in luxury, but it's not comfort-it's control.
He knows the scent I wear, the way I study, the books I read, the size of my skin. He's turned my life into a prison shaped like perfection.
Varun is not a man who falls in love.
He collects. He commands.
And I am his newest possession.
But I won't stay silent forever.
Because behind my fear, there's fire.
And even if I'm bound by him...
I'll burn this silence before it owns me.
"Owned in Silence" is a dark, obsessive, slow-burn psychological romance about captivity, control, and the quiet rebellion of a girl who refuses to be broken.
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