OBSESSION : A DIAGNOSIS
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Last published Mon, Jun 29, 2026
RUDRA SINGH RANA
Age 34 year old....... the man who rules empire once .......now behave like a child why because he is mantally unstable ......just for sometime he come in his usual self the ruthless mafia boss , king of rajsthan but just for some time , other time he behave like a child ......what happens that lead him to mantal disability .......
He is very possessive for his thing ...... he can kill if someone touch what his......now imagine he is mantally unstable what will he do for Niyati
NIYATI SHARMA
Age 23 year ..........A well known psychiatrist. .......who can heal people just with her care but what happen when she will become the OBSESSION of rudra .........who is mantally unstable who cant stand the thought of anyone's shadow touching her
TROPS
AGE GAP
obsessed and overpossassive male lead
several anger issue
mentally unstable
mafia x psychiatrist
king of rajsthan x commener
touch her and beg to die
ruthless x sunshine
Forced marriage
WARNING:
highly mature content
self harm
gore
not fore soft hearted people
Dark romance
18+
Mature language
this is my first story so please support me and I promise I won't disappoint you .........
english is not my first language so forgive me for grammatical mistakes
do not copy my work .......
Thank you for giving my book a chance. ...love you
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