PRINCE'S OBSESSION: THE SILENT DEVOTION 2
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"His obsession will consume her until there's nothing left ❤️🔥"
Destiny played it's game once and they were separated but will it be able to do again when the same story repeats with more dangerous obsession, mind plays and strategies
Rudraksha "Rudra" Rana grows up under the shadow of his father, Arjun Rana, the notorious power‑broker who bends laws, markets, and even media to his will. Raised in luxury, Rudra learns early that the world bends to his name-and his desires. Yet a single person since his childhood haunts him: a shy, bright‑eyed girl named Aarohi, the daughter of Arjun's longtime confidant, Minister Devendra Deshmukh
Aarohi "Aaru" Deshmukh the daughter of Devendra Deshmukh, she never really understand the strange hate towards her that was inflicted by her family being deaf and chubby also doesn't help her situation, always bending to her their needs and doing everything to make them happy but she still didn't get the love she craves and deserved and when she finally starts to live for herself she's stuck with Rudraksha
What will she do when she's caught in the Rudraksha Rana's Obsession where the world bends to his needs and gives everything that he wants will she be able to escape?
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THIS BOOK IS A SECOND PART BUT COULD BE READ AS A STANDALONE
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