The rise of his demons.

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Two days later, It was in the evening.... The Diwan palace was hustling with noises and chats. It was today when Mahir were to be given the responsibility of handling the business. Riyan seemed drop dead handsome getting dressed himself in black jeans with black shirt leaving the upper few buttons left open perfectly complimenting his messy hairs that were gelled in messy style. He has rolled up his sleeves till the forearm while a black leather watch adorned his wrist. In these two days Riyan tried a lot to speak to her, but she being she did not give him a damn. It really raged him like never before but whenever he would think about the past and the painful life she has lived until now.... His rage would melt and control himself. 'Today I will definitely confess her. I will see h

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