Junoon Ka Ilaaj
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Last published Thu, May 14, 2026
Doctor Sahiba..."
Anvika froze as the entire hospital corridor fell silent.
The most feared man in Mumbai sat on the examination bed with blood staining his black shirt, ocean-blue eyes fixed only on her.
Behind him stood armed men.
Dangerous men.
Men who lowered their heads respectfully the moment she entered the room.
"I told you to rest Samandar," she scolded while cleaning the wound on his knuckles.
Rudra Malhotra leaned closer instead.
"You didn't answer my calls, Chand."
"That doesn't mean you start fights!"
A small smile appeared on the mafia king's lips.
Worth it.
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