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SHYSHA: HIS ADVOCATE BRIDE

SHYSHA: HIS ADVOCATE BRIDE

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Fiction
Romance
Billionaires and CEOs
Enemies to Lovers
Opposites Attract
________________SHYSHA________________ "LOVE IS LIKE A DROP OF RAIN AND I AM A RESIDENT OF DESERT WHO NEVER GOT A TASTE OF THAT DROP." What happens when fire meets petrol? Do they fall in love-or burn each other to ash? Aavyansh Raghuvanshi, the cold and controlled politician and CEO , was never meant to feel. Saisha Maheshwari, the fierce criminal advocate, was never meant to surrender. They met because of an incident- A case that forced two worlds to collide. Together, they fought for justice. Together, they tasted victory. But destiny never plays fair. When the shadows of Saisha's past rise again, they threaten to consume everything she's built... and everyone she loves. And when that past stands face-to-face with Aavyansh, the man who doesn't forgive betrayal, the question won't be who was right- It'll be who survives. Because loving him was never easy- But hurting what was his... was the biggest mistake anyone could make.
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#Top10 in India (9/7/2026) #Top7 in India (27/7/2026) #Top5 in India (9/2/2026)-(4/7/2026) #Top4 in India (11/2/2026)-(10/5/2026) #Top3 in India (11/5/2026) ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ His large, calloused hand wrapped gently around my throat-not to hurt, but to own. The cold silver of my waist chain pressed into my bare stomach as he pinned me flush against the heavy mahogany of his study desk. "You think you can hide from me, Little Bird?" His voice was a lethal, gravelly whisper against my ear, sending a violent shiver of wet heat straight to my core. "You think you can wear things that beg to be ripped off, and I won't collect what belongs to me?" I gasped as his rough fingers hooked under the delicate lace of my panties, snapping the thin fabric effortlessly. "Aarav, please-" "Please what?" He bit down on the sensitive skin of my neck, swallowing my desperate whimper. His thick thigh forced my knees apart, leaving me completely, helplessly exposed to his burning, pitch-black gaze. "Tell me exactly what you want. Use your words, Priyanshi." My nails dug into his broad shoulders, my entire body trembling with a heavy, throbbing ache that only he could cure. I looked into the eyes of the devil I married, finally surrendering to his darkness. "Please," I sobbed, my hips arching eagerly into his touch. "Please, Aarav. Take it." A wicked, triumphant smirk touched his lips. "Good girl. Now, scream for me." · · ─ ·𖥸· ─ · · Priyanshi Verma prayed to Krishna for a fairytale love story. Instead, she was sold to the Devil in a bespoke suit. Aarav Rathore. Billionaire. Mafia king. A man who doesn't know how to love, only how to own. He married her to control her. She married him to save her family. He wants to break her innocence. She wants to escape his cage. But in the darkness of their bedroom, where hate turns into heat and resistance turns into moans, the lines blur. A story of a forced marriage, dark obsession, and a lust so violent it might ju

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