The Devil's Bride
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"Everything is fair in love and war!"
But is it really true that everything is justified? If yes then Amay Purohit's madness is justified too. If yes then becoming a mere pawn for Riyana Luthra in this game of chess is justified too.
It would have been a relationship built on hatred... if his eyes hadn't been consumed by insanity.
Amay Purohit is a battlefield, and standing right in its center is Riyana Luthra. Now, either he will destroy Riyana... or he will make her stand beside him.
Riyana is unaware of all his wars.
But will she ever understand this chessboard of chaos? To find out... keep reading.
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