To bow before you

To bow before you

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"A king bows to no one. Except her." ​Devrath Singh Rathore is the cold, feared King of Jodhpur. ​Roop is just a simple, ordinary girl doing everything she can to protect her family. ​When her younger brother is framed in a dangerous royal debt, Roop steps up to save him. Desperate and furious, she publicly insults the ruthless King in front of the entire city. ​The punishment for insulting the crown is death. ​Instead, the King looks into her eyes and gives her one choice: Shh , now go and ready the book cutiess... ruthless × fierce restrained × sunshine devoted × unbroken possessive × stubborn
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