Chosen By The Wrong Eyes

Chosen By The Wrong Eyes

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She sells flowers outside a temple. He sells bodies behind closed doors. Surbhi was never meant to be seen. Not by someone like him. But Yuvaan Chauhan doesn't see-he chooses. And once he chooses... he owns. Poor. Heavy. Naive. She was invisible to the world- Until he looked at her. Now, she's no longer safe. Not from the city. Not from fate. And definitely... not from him. --- "Speak." Arnav's voice trembled. "Sir... problem. Two girls-suicide. One more is missing. We only have one backup. And now..." Yuvaan's voice dropped. Cold. Controlled. Ice. "Then find a fucking replacement, Arnav. I don't care if it's your sister. I want three hundred, not two-ninety-seven. The ship leaves at the fixed time." He exhaled. Not out of emotion-just... maintenance. Then turned to re-enter the hall- -And collided with someone. A brass thali clattered to the ground. Marigold. Jasmine. Rose. Flowers burst like a silent explosion across stone. Surbhi gasped. "S-s-sorry... mujhe maaf kijiye... galti ho gayi..." Yuvaan said nothing. He didn't look at the flowers. He looked at her. Ordinary. Breakable. Alive. A replacement. - A dark, painful love story. Not for the soft-hearted. Read at your own risk. πŸ–€ - Unauthorized copying, publishing, or translation is strictly prohibited.
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