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ONCE UPON A BROKEN HEART | 18+

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Parts 27
Time 4h 8m

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"That's not love," I spat, my heart a frantic drum against my ribs. "That's a lie."

"Isn't all love a lie?" he countered, his eyes holding mine with a dangerous intensity. "You came to me because you were broken. I gave you a reason to live, a new purpose. You saw a part of me you wanted to believe was real and you fell for it." 

I kept staring at him. Whatever he was saying was true. I believed him but I was so wrong. He leaned down to look more closely into my eyes and observe my reaction.

"Just as I fell for your beautiful, tortured soul." My eyes went wide on his declaration. "Don't pretend you're innocent in this game, Aneet. We are two people who see each other for what we are; artists of deception. You paint a world you want to see. I built one."



An artist, whose spirit was shattered by a tragic loss, finds herself under the controlling patronage of a ruthless and possessive billionaire, a man who sees her brokenness not as a flaw, but as a canvas for his own dark obsession. She is no victim; but a woman with power to ruin him, and a mind that knows a far more satisfying kind of revenge.

A FF of Ahaan Panday and Aneet Padda.

Love, loss and secrets. 

P.N:- This story is completely a fictional work, mentioned characters may exist in real but mentioned situation has no connection with the reality. 

#darkromance #ahneetAll Rights Reserved

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Obsession 💌

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