The Obsession That Raised Me
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Aarohi has lived her nineteen years in innocence, hidden away from the world, untouched by its chaos. Sheltered within her home, she has never questioned why her life feels more like a cage than a sanctuary why every choice she makes seems already decided for her.
The answer has a name: Veer Rathore.
Powerful, ruthless, and dangerously possessive, Veer has loved Aarohi long before she even drew her first breath. To him, she is not just a girl she is destiny, a fragile soul he marked as his own since the moment of her birth. Her parents bow to his will, her life bends to his command, and every gaze, every smile, every heartbeat belongs to him alone.
But Aarohi's innocence is both her beauty and her curse. As she begins to awaken to the truth of Veer's obsession, she finds herself torn between the comfort of his protection and the terror of his control. To Veer, love means possession. To Aarohi, love may mean losing herself.
In a world where freedom is forbidden and desire is a chain, will she surrender to the man who has built her cage or fight for a life that is truly her own?
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