The Crown Chose Her
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He inherited a crown.
She inherited a broken heart.
Seven years ago, Aarav Raj Singh Rathore walked away without a goodbye, leaving Meera Sharma with nothing but unanswered questions.
Now fate has brought them together again.
He's India's most powerful CEO. A royal heir admired by the world.
She's an ordinary woman determined never to trust him again.
But some secrets are older than kingdoms.
Some promises refuse to stay buried.
And some truths are powerful enough to destroy everything they were built to protect.
When love collides with loyalty, power, and betrayal...
Will the crown choose duty?
Or will it choose her?
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