Vidhvansh had gone to his company, and today again he had not eaten breakfast. Not because he was angry, but because he was embarrassed about that dance he had done and which Love had seen him doing.
He couldn't even meet Love's eyes, and if Love did catch him looking, it was obvious she would mock him and laugh a lot in front of him.
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Meet the author who weaves darkness into desire, crafting twisted tales of love and obsession. With a pen dipped in shadows, this storyteller brings forbidden passions to life, transporting readers to the darkest corners of the human heart, where love and danger entwine in a deadly dance.
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