The Cure
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A celestial kitsune with impossible luck and a fractured soul escapes captivity, desperate for freedom. But when she crosses paths with the enigmatic CEO of Draconis Remedies, a company where science tangled with magic, she learns that freedom isn't as simple as running. Elias is everything she never expected-fierce, gentle, and quietly broken in his own way. What begins as reluctant trust grows into something deeper, something dangerous. In a world where her power is coveted and her existence a secret worth killing for, he gives her a reason to keep living... and a reason to fight. As their lives intertwine, the kitsune discovers that love is not the weakness she feared- it's the one thing powerful enough to save her.
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⚠️Highly Mature Content⚠️ (18+/21+ Audience only) #5 on Wattpad [04/07/26] #19 on Wattpad [21/01/26] #10 on Wattpad [06/07/26] "Chup chaap humari bitiya se byaah lo, daroga... varna jiss taesh se aaye the naa ussi taesh mein apne jigri dost ki laash saath lekar jaaoge." ("Quietly marry our daughter, officer... or else, the same rage you came here with, you'll return with your best friend's corpse alongside you.") An IPS officer. That's what I am. Stoic, trained to face gunfire without blinking, to stare criminals in the eye. And yet, here I stood in a mud-stained courtyard, stripped of power, cornered by men who didn't fear the law. Is this real? An officer dragged into a pakdua byaah like some helpless boy? With a village girl-barely literate, cloaked in shyness and fragility? Me-a divorced man, father to a one-year-old daughter who waits for me to come home? Nothing about it fit. And yet everything about it was true. Because my best friend-my brother in every sense-sat tied to a chair across from me. His hands bound, his eyes defiant, and three guns pointed to his head. Aarish. Soon to be a father himself. Husband to Suhani, who was as much my sister as blood could make her. What was I supposed to do? Marry or rebel? The choice was never mine. I whispered, almost ashamed: "Main talaaqshuda hoon... aur ek beti ka baap bhi." ("I am divorced... and also the father of a daughter.") She looked at me with steady innocence: "Nahi... ab aap ek shaadi-shuda insaan hai. Aur hum uss bachi ki maa hai." ("No... now you are a married man. And I am that child's mother.") TROPES City Boy × Village Girl IPS × Illiterate Forced Marriage / Pakdua Byaah Second Chance at Love Stepmother Role Found Family Traumatic Past Grumpy × Sunshine Duty vs Desire Single Father Romance Slow Burn Romance Innocence Meets Experience

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