Stolen by the South

Stolen by the South

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"They stole her from her own wedding. Now, she's his wife." Vaishnavi Reddy was supposed to have a simple, happy life-married to a man her parents chose, living peacefully in her Andhra hometown. But fate had other plans. On the day of her wedding, as her groom lifted the mangalsutra, armed men stormed in. And leading them was Vihaan Sinha-the ruthless, powerful CEO of Sinha Constructions & Infrastructure. A man who takes what he wants. And he wanted her. Before she could scream, before anyone could stop him-she was dragged away, bound, gagged, and forced onto a private jet to Delhi. Now, trapped in the opulent Sinha Mansion, vaishnavi finds herself married to a stranger, a man whose dark eyes promise both danger and desire. She doesn't understand his language. She doesn't know his motives. But one thing is clear-Vihaan Sinha doesn't take no for an answer. Will she escape? Or will she fall for the man who stole her?
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Major trope- • Extremely shy submissive fl X Cunning Dominant ml • Innocent princess X Mafia king • She fell first X He fell harder Darkness looms over two fractured worlds-one bound by royalty, the other by ruthless power. Their fates collide in an unholy alliance born of vengeance, hatred, and secrets. She is Vaishnavi Singh Rathore, the silent princess. Branded a curse since childhood, she has chosen silence as her shield, her green eyes speaking the words her lips never could. He is Devendra Pratap Rao, the mafia king. Cold, calculating, and unyielding, his grey eyes hold storms, his touch a dangerous promise. A man who detests human connection-yet, with her, the rules shatter. Bound by a marriage neither wanted, they stand on opposite ends of a legacy soaked in blood. She runs, her anklets jingling with every step. He walks, his pace calm, unhurried-a predator stalking his prey. "You can run all you want," his deep voice echoes, laced with dark amusement. "But you'll always end up here. With me." She gasps as he corners her, his hand brushing against her waist, fiddling with her chain. His grey eyes burn like molten fire as they lock onto her, pinning her in place. She clutches his collar, trembling, caught in a game of dominance and defiance. "You're mine, princess," he whispers, their noses brushing as the tension between them crackles like a storm. "Every heartbeat, every breath-mine." Her silence speaks louder than words. And in that silence, a dangerous obsession blooms, one that threatens to consume them both. "His: Captive Empress"- where silence speaks, and the fire within burns brighter than destiny itself.

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