the thunder rolls outside, low and gutturalโ more like a dark, morally grey man's arms wrapped around me like a lover's hug.
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06 | The Lover's Hug.
๐๐ก๐ ๐๐๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฆ๐๐ซ๐ | ๐๐+
๐๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฑ ๐๐ฏ๐ฒ๐๐๐ง. ๊ ๏นโถ๏น๐๐๐ซ๐ค ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐๐๐ซ ๐๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ฒ he marries her to silence the scandalโ to salvage his name. his empire. his legacy. she was nothing more than his best friend's cousin, at least that what he is aware of. what he does not know that daniella is the one who caused the havoc, the architect of the downfall that forced his hand and closed every doorโ except the one that leds to her. and once, long ago, she was the love he forgot. while he forgot, she remembered, so she waited, planned and orchestrated. and he walked right into the web she spun. but did he actually forgot? what appeared to be a forced marriage, starts blooming into something beautifulโ a love that tastes like poison. but the past has a pulse, and its waking up. the monsters that once tore her life apart return, not to just finish what they started about twenty two years agoโ but to take him too. but to protect avyaan, she must step into the nightmare that stole her childhood, and unravel the bloodstained trail that leads back to her parents' murder. and expose secrets meant to rot in the dark. but whose name does those secrets pulse with? he was supposed to be the one married to a nightmare. so why does it feel like she married hers?
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