Kavya: his dangerous love || 18+ ||
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Publikasi terakhir Kam, Jan 1, 2026
#book-1 in dark romance series
⚠️Highly mature Content | 18+
"You are mine to ruin, mine to claim until every inch of you knows my name."~KIAAN
"Then I am yours to consume , yours to claim , until all I know is your name."~KAVYA
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Kavya × Kiaan
It started with a collision, scalding black coffee versus an icy glass of juice and ended with a designer shirt ruined, a hand in pain, and a world irrevocably shifted.
She looked up, fiery and reckless, and in that instant, she saw only an asshole. But he saw a challenge: a wild, captivating presence that fractured his lethal control.
When he demanded, "Do you have any idea who you just threw a drink at?" she sealed her fate. She didn't just insult a man; she provoked a titan.
A grip like a vice, a voice low and menacing: "Watch your f*cking mouth, girl!"
His anger was real, but the way his face pressed to hers, the dark excitement flashing in his eyes... that was the real danger. Pinned against the wall, hearing his snarl. "I could break you in half without blinking" she faced a power she couldn't comprehend.
He walked away, leaving her to curse the devil motherf*king bastard.
She may have gotten the last word, but she has no idea what she's just invited into her life. The man she dared to defy is not just angry; he's intrigued. And his attention will be her ruin.
Her life was her own. Until she crossed him.
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He doesn't love-he claims. She doesn't bow-she defies. Until defiance becomes obsession.
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