His Little Kitten 🔞
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🖤 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐍 🖤
She was tiny, timid, and terrified of the world.
He was powerful, ruthless, and feared by everyone.
One night, their paths crossed-and Rudra gave her a name she would never forget...
"Kitten."
She wanted freedom.
He wanted control.
But when a dangerous obsession slowly turns into something neither of them expected, Rudra will have to learn that keeping someone close and truly protecting them are two very different things.
✨ 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 ✨
• Dark Mafia Romance
• Ruthless & Powerful Hero
• Shy & Timid Heroine
• "Kitten" Nickname
• Possessive Hero
• Forced Proximity
• Dangerous Man × Fragile Girl
• Obsession → Love
• Slow-Burn Character Development
• Angst & Emotional Drama
• Redemption Arc
• Protective Hero
• Hidden Softness
• Healing & Growth
• Found Family
• Happy Ending
⚠️ Dark themes, criminal elements, possessiveness, fear, and emotionally intense situations.
This is a fictional story.
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