Aisha, love means sacrifice. For her little sister Diya, it means a desperate bargain with the devil himself: Siddharth Raichand. The enigmatic billionaire promises to save Diya, but his terms are anything but charitable. Aisha soon learns that Siddharth isn't merely rich , he's ancient, dangerous, and utterly captivating. He desires her, not just for her beauty, but for something far more , something hidden deep within her veins. As his possessive grip tightens and the lines between protector and captor blur, Aisha unravels the chilling truth. she possesses a rare blood that Siddharth Raichand, a creature of the night, cannot live without. Now, the girl who sought a miracle for her sister is now his prisoner. she must find a way to survive the one man who claims her as his ultimate obsession. She thought he is My personal hell. He promised salvation, then claimed her. Trapped in his opulent world, she's a pawn in his ancient game, her rare blood a siren call to his hidden darkness. Siddharth said "You're mine, little bird. Every single drop." His possessive grip tightens. Her fear wars with a forbidden fascination. Some cages are made of gold. Some monsters wear a deadly smile. "Everyone says touch her and die, he says see her once and get ready to die". Hey little reader I'm not a hero,I'm a villain I doesn't make cry, I make them bleed TROPES IT IS A DARK FANTASY ROMANCE HE IS A DADDY. darkness x sunshine vampire x human no blood x rare blood forced proximity #Alphamale #vampireromance
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