Vidhvansh's chest was heaving like a bellows. Fists clenched. The bone of his jaw was visible. Three days of no sleep, the defeat of his ego, and now Coco's screams - everything together was making his mind explode.
He got up from the bed, staggering. Picked up the phone kept on the table. His hands were trembling. So much anger that the screen looked blurry.
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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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