Mumbai's night skyline glittered like a lover's lie—pretty on the surface, poisonous underneath.
Behind glass towers and legacy walls, beneath silk suits and billion-dollar smiles, the city bled secrets. Some were buried.
Some were festering.
Waiting to burn.
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𖥔 ʀᴏʏᴀʟ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ 𖥔 Zorawar Pratap Singh is not a man who bows. He takes. And Tara Rajvanshi? She is the one sin he cannot cleanse, the flame he will gladly burn in. Their pasts were written in lies. Their futures... entangled in divine wrath. But in the court of kings and gods, where betrayal is scripted and blood is currency- he'll become her sword. Her obsession. Her ruin. Because even fate knows: No man ever touched a goddess and lived. But Zorawar was never just a man.
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