Prologue
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Prologue
“You are the last leaf in my snow-clad winter heart”
Manik leaned forward and laid his rough lips on her. He was kissing her petal-like lips with so much care that if Nandini is a glass doll, a negligible extremity could break her fragility. Nandini, on the contrary, being against her nature, was a little bit restless. She was trying to devour his lips in such sheer desperation that this moment won't sustain in their life for long.
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Nandini was shivering with cold. Her cracked lips and dried throat desperately needed water. But she couldn’t come out of this deserted hideout. She couldn’t risk her unborn child’s life. She had to save the innocent soul from the ‘MONSTER’.
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“Nandini, you didn’t do it right”. Manik nodded his head in desperation. “ You lied to me. You, too, deprived me of my deserved love. But you forgot that everything comes with a price tag. So you too will have to pay for your deeds ‘LOVE’. No one can snatch anything from my grip which belongs to me.” Manik gulped the scotch in one shot.
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The prologue has some scattered parts of this story, which easily could indicate that it would be a roller coaster journey for ′ Manan’. Welcome to a dark, passionate love story of two individuals who easily could say.....” It’s a Malevolent Love”
