his flame

his flame

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Three middle-class girls. One dangerous night. Shivani - obedient, mature, and a brilliant topper. Pratigya - bold, funny, and breathtakingly beautiful. Smriti - their loyal childhood friend with a soft but strong heart. Different personalities. Same unbreakable bond. When they attend a high-profile party, they never expect their lives to change forever. Because that night, three powerful men notice them. A ruthless Toxic King who only knows control. A charming CEO who hides betrayal behind his smile. A cold Mafia lord who ignores Pratigya - yet watches her the most. For the men, it was obsession at first sight. For the girls, it became a nightmare. Abducted into a world of power, ego, and dangerous love, the girls refuse to break. Time after time, they face toxic behavior, cold hearts, and emotional storms. But what happens when strong girls stop being victims... and start changing the villains? Can love really soften kings, heal cheaters, and melt a mafia's frozen heart? Or will this twisted story end in heartbreak? I
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Seraphina Calloway always believed she would recognize betrayal if it ever came near her marriage. She imagined it loud. Obvious. Unforgivable. She never imagined it would look like this. Like her husband smiling at another woman the way he used to smile at her. Like late-night messages that weren't inappropriate - just intimate. Like emotional comfort slowly being outsourced. And she definitely never imagined standing outside a glass office in downtown Los Angeles... Watching her husband hesitate before pulling away from another woman's lips. The kiss wasn't hungry. It wasn't desperate. It was worse. It was familiar. And in that single second - She realized she had already been replaced emotionally long before that moment happened. She didn't scream. She didn't storm in. She simply turned... And walked away from the life she thought was unbreakable.

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