Owned by the Devil of Mumbai
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She prayed for freedom. He gave her chains... and called it love.
She was innocent.
A girl of faith, raised on temple bells and whispered prayers.
He was ruthless.
A mafia don who ruled Mumbai with blood and bullets.
When her father made a deal with the devil, she was given away as payment. A forced marriage sealed not with love, but with power.
To the world, Aarav Malhotra was untouchable. To her, he was terror wrapped in a black sherwani. Her husband. Her cage. Her obsession.
She prayed for freedom.
But he whispered against her ear, "The only god you'll ever worship, jaan... is me."
A story of forbidden love, dangerous obsession, and a marriage written in fire and blood.
Warning:
⚠️ This story contains dark romance, forced marriage, violence, obsession, and 18+ content. Read at your own risk.
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