Nigehbaan

Nigehbaan

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Fiction
Romance
Dark Romance
Destined Love
Mafia
He was never meant to want her. Sheraaz Masood had lived his entire life untouched by desire - cold, disciplined, and loyal only to duty. A man built from silence and control. Then came Zaynab. Soft where he was hard. Warm where he was distant. A girl he never chose, never wanted... yet somehow became the center of every sleepless night. But Zaynab already belonged to a past she could never bury. Haris Ansari - her first love. Her unfinished story. The man who once held her heart and might return to claim it again. Now, somewhere between duty, longing, and a war neither heart is prepared for, lines begin to blur. Because some people don't fall in love. They ruin themselves for it. In the frozen nights of Jansoor, hearts don't simply break - they burn. Welcome to Nigehbaan.
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