JUNOON_E_HASHMI
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Last published Sat, Apr 4, 2026
FORCE MARRIGE, REVENGE TO LOVE.
Zoya: (Closing her eyes, a sob breaking from her throat) "I... I hate you. I will hate you until my last breath."
Murtaza: "That's fine JAAN . I have enough passion for both of us. Zaviyar, call the Maulvi. We aren't waiting for a hall. We're doing this tonight."
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