His Darkness

His Darkness

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Fiction
Romance
She was sold. Broken. Left for dead. But she survived... and turned every scar into a weapon. Now, by day, Vritika Sen is a mysterious artist with a cult following- But by night, she's something far more dangerous. Her paintings? They're soaked in secrets... And sometimes, in blood. She lives by one rule: No attachments. Only vengeance. Until he walks in. Aaryan Rathore - the ruthless heir to the underworld. Feared. Powerful. Emotionless. He wasn't supposed to care about anything... Until her darkness mirrored his. Now, he's obsessed with uncovering her secrets. And she's trapped in his game. Two souls haunted by their pasts. One deadly bond that neither of them can escape. In a world where love feels like a curse- Who will destroy whom first?
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"𝒀𝒐𝒖 π’“π’†π’‚π’π’π’š π’˜π’‚π’π’• 𝒕𝒐 π’Œπ’π’π’˜ π’˜π’‰π’š 𝑰 π’˜π’‚π’π’• 𝒕𝒐 π’Žπ’‚π’“π’“π’š π’šπ’π’–?" π‘¨π’ƒπ’‰π’Šπ’Žπ’‚π’‚π’ π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… π’Šπ’ π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅 π’—π’π’Šπ’„π’†, π’“π’‚π’Šπ’”π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’†π’šπ’†π’ƒπ’“π’π’˜ π’‘π’†π’“π’‡π’†π’„π’•π’π’š 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 π’ˆπ’‚π’—π’† 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂 π’„π’‰π’‚π’π’π’†π’π’ˆπ’Šπ’π’ˆ π’π’π’π’Œ. π‘¨π’‚π’”π’‰π’Š'𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒅 π’ƒπ’†π’‚π’•π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒇𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒂𝒔 π’Šπ’‡ π’Šπ’• π’Žπ’Šπ’ˆπ’‰π’• π’ƒπ’“π’†π’‚π’Œ 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒔𝒕. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 π’˜π’‚π’” π’‚π’‡π’“π’‚π’Šπ’… - π’‚π’‡π’“π’‚π’Šπ’… 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒕 π’˜π’π’“π’…π’” π’˜π’π’–π’π’… 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 π’„π’π’Žπ’‘π’π’†π’•π’†π’π’š. 𝒀𝒆𝒕, π’‘π’π’‚π’„π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… π’Šπ’ 𝒂 π’•π’“π’†π’Žπ’ƒπ’π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’—π’π’Šπ’„π’†, "𝒀𝒆𝒔." "𝑰 π’˜π’Šπ’π’ π’Žπ’‚π’“π’“π’š π’šπ’π’– - π’π’π’π’š 𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’π’π’π’š 𝒇𝒐𝒓 π’“π’†π’—π’†π’π’ˆπ’†," π‘¨π’ƒπ’‰π’Šπ’Žπ’‚π’‚π’ π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… π’†π’™π’‘π’“π’†π’”π’”π’Šπ’π’π’π’†π’”π’”π’π’š, 𝒂𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 π‘¨π’‚π’”π’‰π’Š π’•π’π’˜π’‚π’“π’…π’” π’‰π’Šπ’Ž π’ƒπ’š π’‰π’π’π’…π’Šπ’π’ˆ 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’˜π’‚π’Šπ’”π’•. "π‘Ήπ’†π’—π’†π’π’ˆπ’†?" π‘ͺπ’π’π’‡π’–π’”π’Šπ’π’ π’‡π’Šπ’π’π’†π’… 𝒉𝒆𝒓 π’†π’šπ’†π’” 𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒉𝒆 π’π’π’π’Œπ’†π’… 𝒂𝒕 π’‰π’Šπ’Ž.

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