Aaradhya: His Everything | 18+
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𝗩𝗜𝗞𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗛𝗢𝗧𝗥𝗔 - a name people feared, a name that spelled danger.
He believed himself to be made of steel. Years of traumatic past had buried his ability to feel, to love or to trust
Until she walked into his empire like a sin wrapped in silk, elegance wrapped in temptation. A sight that set his cold heart ablaze with emotions he never knew existed.
𝗔𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗛𝗬𝗔 𝗞𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗡𝗔 - a woman who believed in morals, values and sanctity of marriage. Until, he shattered her walls with his tough and dangerous charm.
His obsession suffocated her, his intensity made her heart ache. Yet somehow between fear and desire, she began to fall.
But what she didn't know was that same man who broke her defenses would one day become her fiercest protector.
His madness scared her.
His love consumed her.
Can a love born from darkness ever find peace?
Can she ever be able to love the man behind monster??
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HIS DANGEROUS DEVOTION
No... please no..." I whispered under my breath, my feet instinctively moving backward until my spine hit the cold, tiled wall. He didn't stop. His smirk deepened as he tossed his shirt aside, revealing his bare chest-broad, strong, terrifying. My body stiffened in fear. The water continued to pour over me, but nothing could wash away the dread crawling up my spine. Before I could react, he was in front of me, closing every inch of distance. His hand snaked around my waist, pulling me against him. "This is just the beginning, wife..." he whispered, his voice dripping with dark amusement. "The night is still young." And then, before I could push him away, he tilted his head and sank his teeth into my ear, making me shiver violently. ~~VIKRANT SHEKHAWAT ~~ To Vikrant, respect is something to be earned-but not by just anyone. His arrogance hides a deep insecurity, one he refuses to acknowledge, and he uses his pride as a shield to protect his vulnerabilities. ~~SHRADDHA THAKUR~~ SHE is a woman of strength, determination, and charm, making her an irresistible force to anyone who crosses her path. She's not afraid to stand up for herself or others, using her inner strength to fight for what's right. AFTER SEEING HER ONLY ONCE Vikrant Shekhawat, who is used to getting everything he wants, finds himself inexplicably drawn to Shradha. Despite his cold and distant exterior, Vikrant's world starts to shift the moment he saw her. His arrogance and pride clash with his desire to be near her and he used his ways to do that. Shraddha's life is full of secret even she didn't know what happens when she'll find her life's biggest secret? 6 trending #forcedrelationship 83#hindi Tropes Age gap Forced marriage Dark romance Mystery 18+ scene includes graphical representation (pictures)
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His Sinful Obsession ( Ruled By Obsession #1)
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Forbidden Temptations ~ The Beginning Of Sin (Sins of Temptation #1)
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