Whispers Of Existence
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Last published Wed, Sep 10, 2025
I was never supposed to exist.
At least, not like this.
For the world, I'm just another girl-an exchange student from India, carrying a suitcase full of dreams and fears, stepping into a city that doesn't belong to me. But beneath my skin lies a secret written into my blood, a truth powerful enough to destroy empires... or rebuild them.
I don't know it yet.
Not when I first see him.
The man with the dangerous smile. The mafia prince everyone whispers about, the one who walks through shadows as if he owns them. He shouldn't look at me. I shouldn't notice him. But his eyes follow me like a curse, like he already owns my soul.
And before I can run, I'm already tangled in his world of violence, obsession, and lies.
A world where friends betray, enemies bleed, and love is nothing but another weapon.
The cruelest part?
He swears he can't live without me.
But I'll soon learn... he never wanted me for my heart.
He wanted me for my blood.
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