Between duty and darkness

Between duty and darkness

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SOME HEARTS FOLLOW DUTY. SOME HEARTS DEFY IT. Kolkata never truly sleeps. Behind government walls guarded by silence and secrets, missions are planned, identities are erased, and emotions become the first sacrifice of duty. Twenty-four-year-old Mrinalini Banerjee is one of the Intelligence Bureau's finest field agents - sharp, observant, and dangerously composed for someone her age. Beneath her calm professionalism hides a heart she keeps carefully under control... especially around the one man she should never feel anything for. Parth Roy Choudhury. Senior Intelligence Officer. Forty-three. Respected. Feared. Unreadable. A man who built his entire life on discipline and distance. Inside the agency, people fear his silence more than anger. Outside it, nobody truly knows the burden he carries behind perfectly controlled eyes. And then there is Abeer Bhat. A name whispered carefully across Kashmir. Gangster. Criminal. Monster. A man whose past is buried beneath bloodshed, politics, and unanswered questions. Cold-hearted and impossible to predict, Abeer Bhat is the kind of man governments fail to catch and enemies fail to survive. But somewhere beneath the darkness lives a grief nobody knows about. Two worlds. Two dangerous men. And one woman standing between duty and destruction. Because sometimes the most dangerous missions are not the ones involving guns or secrets- but the ones involving the heart.
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I was only nineteen when the world around me decided my fate before I could even speak. The walls of our home weren't safe-they were full of whispers, expectations, and a silence heavier than any punishment. I learned early that a daughter's voice is small, but the echoes of what is taken from her are loud. I didn't know then how much love could hurt, how survival could feel like shame, or how strength could grow quietly in the corners of a life forced into someone else's story. Some stories begin with a choice. Mine began when there was none. -🕊️

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