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❝ He was her sin, her salvation, her most beautiful mistake. And she? She was his only damn religion. ❞ She was never the type to fall in love. Seventeen, fierce, and living life on her own terms-shivanya had her priorities straight. Study hard, eat good food, indulge in aesthetic chaos, and keep emotions out of the equation. Boys? Not worth her time. Cars? Now that was a different story. But then came him. Six years older. The heir to the most feared mafia family. Ruthless, untouchable, and dangerously handsome. Nishant Deshmukh was a man who didn't bow to the world-he made the world bow to him. A man with blood on his hands but devotion in his heart. And that heart? It belonged to her. She should have been scared. Should have run the moment she saw the obsession burning in his eyes. But how do you run from someone who knows every step you take before you even take it? He wasn't just in love. He was possessed. She was his addiction, his oxygen, his only reason to exist. The world meant nothing-only she did. And now, she's caught in a love so intense, so terrifyingly consuming, that escape is no longer an option. But can love survive in a world where danger is the only constant? Or will she become the one thing he can't protect? ❝ You don't understand, shivanya. I don't want you. I need you.❞ ❝ I was never the kind of girl who fell in love. ❞ ❝ No, sweetheart. You were the kind of girl who made men lose their f*cking minds. ❞
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