Love Rewritten

Love Rewritten

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⊹₊ ˚‧︵‿₊୨୧₊‿︵‧ ˚ ₊⊹ Ayaan Rathore, a mafia syndicate's head and a worldwide wealthy club owner, respected and revered. But when it came to his ex-wife, his eyes still softened, and his knees still bowed. Meera Shekhawat Rathore, a daughter and a wife who left her family because she wasn't respected enough. Handling and thriving in her small business, and absolutely raising the sweetest soul. Their daughter, Aashi Rathore, 4 years old, filled with chaos, stuck to her mumma and threatening her papa was a job to her and a hobby. What happens when their little charmer doesn't gives up on them and neither does Ayaan? Read to find out more!
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