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          They say every empire is built on blood.
          Some are written in history. Others are whispered in the shadows. This one? It begins with a signature on a contract that was never meant to be holy matrimony—it was meant to be a sentence.
          A union born not of love, but of vengeance. Not of choice, but of control.
          What should have been vows becomes warfare. What should have been rings becomes shackles. Two names tied together, not to heal old wounds, but to rip them wide open until both families drown in their own blood.
          Every look burns like a blade. Every word drips with venom. Every touch threatens to shatter what little humanity is left. In this world, intimacy is a weapon, trust is a lie, and love… love is the most dangerous enemy of all.
          Because this isn’t a love story.
          It’s a battle dressed in silk and diamonds, a war masked as devotion. And when the smoke clears, only one truth will remain—
          Some unions are made in heaven.
          This one was forged in hell.
          
          
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