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𝓑𝓸𝓸𝓴 1 𝓸𝓯 "𝓑𝓻𝓸𝓴𝓮𝓷 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝔀𝓷" 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓼
"𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒖𝒎𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒛𝒐𝒓𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒃𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒉𝒕𝒊."
He looked at her, and for a fleeting moment, the man everyone feared looked almost human.
"𝑻𝒖𝒎 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒛𝒐𝒓𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒐, 𝑺𝒊𝒂𝒓𝒂... 𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒕𝒐𝒉 𝒘𝒐𝒉 𝒘𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒉 𝒉𝒐, 𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒚𝒆 𝒅𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒅𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒎𝒛𝒐𝒓𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊... 𝒂𝒂𝒅𝒂𝒕 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒈𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊."
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Some love stories are not written in flowers, promises, or happily-ever-afters.
𝑲𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒃𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒊...
𝒘𝒐𝒉 𝒂𝒊𝒌 𝒂𝒊𝒔𝒊 𝒂𝒂𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒊 𝒉𝒂𝒊,
𝒋𝒊𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒋𝒂𝒍𝒕𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒚𝒆 𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒅𝒖𝒂 𝒌𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊...
𝒌𝒂𝒂𝒔𝒉 𝒚𝒆𝒉 𝒂𝒂𝒈 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝒃𝒖𝒋𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒂𝒉𝒊.
And perhaps, that was Kaal's curse, he had spent his entire life becoming a monster, until one girl walked into his darkness and made him remember what it meant to be human.
𝑨𝒖𝒓 𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂...
𝒌𝒂𝒉𝒊𝒏 𝒖𝒔𝒌𝒊 𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒉𝒏𝒊 𝒎𝒆𝒊𝒏
𝒘𝒐𝒉 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒅 𝒌𝒐 𝒉𝒊 𝒏𝒂 𝒌𝒉𝒐 𝒅𝒆.
Because sometimes, the most dangerous love story isn't about a monster finding his angel.
So welcome dear readers ~
• Mafia Romance
• Contract Marriage
• Revenge
• Obsession
• Morally Grey
• Mystery & Secrets
• Betrayal
• Slow Burn
• Age gap
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