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BLACK ROSES [INDIAN BL]
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Last published Tue, May 5, 2026
In the world of crime, love is the most dangerous weapon.
Vihan Mathur was raised to obey. The only son of a ruthless mafia boss who treats him like a tool, not family. Used, controlled, and silenced. He was taught to follow orders, not dreams. To be silent, not soft. And most importantly-to destroy the Randhawas.
Reyansh Randhawa was born to lead. Cold, brilliant, and dangerously composed, he's the heir to the throne Vihan's family has always tried to claim. To him, loyalty is everything-and emotion is a weakness.
They're enemies by blood.
Weapons trained against each other.
They're not supposed to look.
They're definitely not supposed to want.
But one night-one reckless, vulnerable, forbidden night-changes everything.
Now, with their families circling like vultures and secrets threatening to surface, Vihan and Reyansh must face a truth.
What if the only person who ever understood you... was the one you were born to destroy?
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