Conceitfully Charming
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Ashlesha Shekhawat is everything a powerful family could desire.
The perfect eldest daughter-in-law.
The perfect wife.
Graceful, devoted, soft-spoken, endlessly accommodating.
Love blurs into obsession. Devotion blurs into worship.
Aryavardhan Shekhawat should have remained unaffected by her. Instead, he finds himself addicted to her presence, her touch, her attention-until love begins to feel less like affection and more like possession.
Together, they appear flawless.
But perfection is a carefully maintained illusion.
And the deeper Aryavardhan falls for his wife, the more he begins to wonder-
how much of Ashlesha is truly real?
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She is a pure, innocent soul who cannot bear to see a plant wither. He is a heartless, ruthless monster who commands the shadows and kills without a second thought. When a lethal Don becomes completely obsessed with a gentle teacher, the lines between protection and possession completely blur. He will burn the entire world to keep her safe, but his love is a beautiful, gilded cage. As their burning passion turns into an addictive obsession, dark secrets from the past begin to bleed into the present. When the masks finally fall and the raw truth comes out, will the innocent teacher stay with the husband who worships her... or will she flee from the ruthless psychopath who owns her? But when his enemies breach their home, the illusion shatters in a flash of lightning. Staring at his crisp white shirt, now drenched in fresh, terrifying crimson, she presses herself against the window, trembling. "What did you do? Who are you really?" she whispers. "Oh, do not worry about that, Jaan," he laughs softly, brushing off the slaughter like a wine stain. "It will fade away." When she flinches from his bloody fingers, his face hardens, his grip tightening on her wrist until she whimpers. Then, just as quickly, a terrifying softness washes over him. "Sorry, Jaan... sorry," he whispers with desperate, guilty tenderness, cradling her arm as if he hadn't just taken a life moments ago. The mask is gone. The devil is revealed. Will she run from the monster-or stay and rule the underworld by his side?
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