Twisted Claim ( Indian BL )
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"He's my brother-in-law... and impossibly kind. 💀
Samar's gentle smile drives me insane. 🖤
I hated him once... now every thought, every heartbeat, belongs to him. 😈
The Rajpurohits see order; I see only him, and my obsession. 🌹
I'll burn rules, break barriers... anything to claim him. 🩸
This is madness. This is love. This is my claim." 💔
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