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11 END OF ENGAGEMENT πŸ’”πŸ’

Rudra's POV

The heavy, brass-studded doors of the grand hall loomed before me. For the first time in my twenty-five years of life, the threshold of my own home felt like the entrance to a gallows.

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glossyruhani

Your horny little author, collecting fictional men, creating red flags, and calling it a plot. πŸŒšπŸ–€