Well it's dark romance Book.  welcome my dear readers and thank you for reading this book

I'm not kind " grey "...

Ridhima Singh raghuwanshi ...

My girl doesn't have to be kind "forest" ...

Vansh Rai Singhania ...                         

               Prologue ...

Ridhima's voice was velvet, laced with a quiet warning: "I don't make claims lightly, darling. But if you were mine... the world would bleed before daring to look your way."

Vansh leaned in with a wicked smirk, eyes glinting with challenge and desire: "Then claim me, love. I'm yours to keep, to ruin, to destroy. Let the world burn, but let them know I'm taken."

Ridhima stepped closer, her lips curving into something between a smile and a threat : "Are you sure , darling? Because once I claim you… there's no salvation. And it will cost blood."

Vansh's gaze darkened, a soft growl in his throat : "Take everything, Ridhima. My name. My soul. Ruin me I'm yours to ruin , It’s all yours."

Ridhima’s eyes flicked past him, locking onto the girl who’d been stealing glances at Vansh for the last ten minutes. Her smile faded replaced by cold, unblinking rage. Without hesitation, she walked through the stunned crowd, the music and laughter fading beneath the weight of her silence.

Then  in one swift, ruthless movement , she drove her dagger into the girl's eyes. The gasped turned into feared silence. The world slowed. Silence slammed down like a guillotine cutting someone's head . Blood pooled like a dark mirror at her feet.

And in that terrible hush, Ridhima turned holding the freshly plucked eyeballs like trophies. Her expression was calm. Almost serene. Possession never looked so terrifying.

Vansh, breathless and aroused, licked his lips as he watched her : "You're killing me, love... with that damn sexiness. Come here. Kiss me. Now."

Ridhima tucked the eyeballs into her pocket like precious jewels, walked over to him with blood still dripping from her fingers, and kissed him deep, hungry, like someone unleashing the dark hunger and power . A kiss that tasted like dominance and madness . It's pure addiction and obsession

It wasn't just a kiss.

It was a warning.

He belonged to her. And in this love… mercy didn't exist .

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