Hello my Janemans ❤️
A very warm and heartfelt welcome to every single one of you. Before we step into this story, I want you to know how deeply grateful I am for your presence. You mean the absolute world to me, and your continuous love is the true heart behind every page I write.
Thank you for choosing this story ❤️
Welcome to a time when settling a score meant burning down a kingdom.
If you came here looking for a gentle fairy tale where everyone talks out their feelings over a nice cup of tea, this story will disappoint you.
What you are about to read is a brutal cocktail of ancient blood feuds, relentless wars, and a level of violence that will leave you absolutely breathless.
This story is strictly for adults, so consider this your official warning before you dive in.
At the center of this madness is a commander. He rises from the ashes of the battlefield and turns his sword into a tool of pure devastation. This revenge has deep roots. Even their ancestors are probably still arguing about it in the afterlife.
Then we have the secrets. These are not tiny white lies. These are dark conspiracies that stretch across history.
But let me be honest about what happens when the chamber doors close and the battlefield dust settles. The tension burns. If you like high stakes, unapologetically spicy romance, you are in for a treat. Absolute dominance meets breathtaking submission. It is a dangerous game of control, obsession, and raw heat. It is just as dangerous as the war outside the window.
I do not create perfect characters. Perfection is boring, and the flawed write history. My characters are chaotic and imperfect. They are messy. Do not decide who is good or bad. On this chessboard, no one can afford loyalty.
Betrayal runs thick in these pages. Sometimes the characters will not even know why they did it. Traumas, sudden impulses, and dark instincts drive them.
Love and war look exactly the same here, and the bedroom is just another battlefield.
Now, a warm welcome to my silent readers! You guys are like furniture...always present, but barely moving.
But let us be honest for a second. Writing these chapters costs me sleepless nights, red eyes, and endless hours staring at a bright screen.
Voting and commenting? Trust me, that takes way less effort than what I put in here.
If tapping that star button or leaving a comments feels like you are donating your treasure, feel free to take a sharp U-turn right now.
I know the pain of authors dropping stories halfway and leaving you hanging. Trust me, I am not going anywhere. This book will be completed till the very end, so dive into this ongoing madness without a single doubt!
Please, leave your votes, drop your comments, and do not be a piece of silent decoration. Enjoy the story
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I love you ♥️
✒️ Rivaya Sutra
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