SEHER : The CM's Muse | 18+
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"You started this, baby girl," he growled, his eyes dark with something primal. "Now you can't stop me."
"What if I say..." I pulled him closer, my lips brushing his ear. "I don't want you to stop?"
And it wasn't just our beginning. It was our ruin. And he. He was stranger that night. Not after 8 years when I still feel his fingers over my skin. His voice echoing in my ear..
8 years ago. It was one night. One kiss. One room..and everything else blurred but even after 8 years, he remains in my head like a ghost.
I never knew ghost existed, untill today. The man from that night, 8 years ago. Is standing infront of me..
Smirking at me as if I'm the only one who doesn't remember that night.. because his eyes say..He does!
And fate is too cruel to cross our paths..👀
Book 1 of Eclipsed Series
SEHER: The CM's Muse
Tropes:
Seher Kaur Gill x Raghav Venkat Rao
CEO of law firm x CM of Telangana
North Indian x South Indian
Lawyer x Politician
Strong Girl x Obsessed Man
Released on: 12th December 2025
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