Toxic Devotion
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Last published Wed, Jun 25, 2025
"I'd rather burn my brand than marry you" I said looking at him with sharp gaze.
"Then lets light the match together" he said with slow dangerous smirk.
She built Elarè Atelier with blood, vision and sleepless nights.He built Valent Noir International with silence, cruelty and a stare that made empires kneel. When scandal threatens to destroy everything she owns, Dante Viller, the coldest man in fashion offers her a way out - a deal written in press, profit, and a wedding ring. Read more to find out.
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