FATE OR DESTINY
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In the heart of Mumbai's underworld, two rival Mafia leaders are trapped in a deadly game of power, vengeance, and forbidden desire.
𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢 Rao is 25yr old ruthless queen of the Rao cartel, a woman forged in fire and blood. But beneath her unshakable exterior, she hides a past marred by trauma-a past that haunts her in the form of silent, hidden panic attacks.
𝐑𝐮𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 is 32yr old heir to the Sharma cartel, a king who rules with charm and cruelty alike. When he captures Shivangi after a violent clash between their families, he expects to break her, to use her as leverage in a war that has raged for years.
But Rudransh never expected to uncover Shivangi's deepest wounds-or to learn that his own family caused them. When he discovers his brother is the monster who destroyed her world, guilt consumes him. Yet, so do his growing feelings for her.
Shivangi should hate him. She should crave vengeance. But the more time she spends with Rudransh, the more she sees the man behind the enemy-the one who might be her ruin... or her salvation.
As the cartel war spirals out of control, they must choose: fight for love and betray their blood, or be swallowed by a war that was never theirs to begin with.
🔥 Enemies to lovers
🔥 Mafia rivalry & forbidden romance
🔥 Dark pasts & redemption
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