Where Blood Meets Destiny

Where Blood Meets Destiny

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𝓢𝓱𝓮 𝓫𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓽 𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓷 𝓼𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮. 𝓗𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷 𝓲𝓬𝓮. 𝓣𝓸𝓰𝓮𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝔂'𝓵𝓵 𝓫𝓾𝓻𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭. Aanya Malhotra doesn't exist-not really. She's a ghost commanding an empire of shadows, where people vanish without a trace and secrets die in the dark. Cold, brilliant, and untouchable, she's the last person anyone would call breakable. Vihaan Singh Rajput is the Mafia King who feels nothing, wants nothing, needs nothing. Thirty years of being molded into the perfect weapon left him hollow-a crown prince who wears duty like armor and keeps the world at arm's length. When the underworld forces them into marriage, it's strategic. Professional. A business alliance with an exit clause. But strategy doesn't account for the way they mirror each other's darkness. For the secrets that multiply with every stolen glance. For the prophecy that's been waiting three decades to unfold. And it certainly doesn't account for the truth buried in blood and lies-a truth that will shatter families, topple empires, and prove that some debts can only be paid in fire. Two broken souls. One devastating alliance. A love forged in vengeance.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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