Chapter -11
As Sritama stumbled and nearly fell, Raktim instinctively stepped forward and caught her with both hands. Raktim stood around six feet tall, while Sritama was barely five feet two; her head reached only up to his chest. For a brief moment, their eyes metโsilent, startled, and frozen in a strange stillness neither of them had expected.
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๐๐๐ก๐ง๐ ๐๐จ ๐ง๐ ๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ง, ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ก๐๐ซ๐จ ๐ง๐ ๐ง๐๐ณ๐๐ซ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ค๐ ๐ฌ๐ ๐ก๐ข ๐๐๐ฒ๐ ๐ก๐๐ข ๐๐๐ก๐ข ๐๐ก๐๐๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ค๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐ซ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐! ๏ฟฃโ ๏ฟฃ๏ฟฃโ ๏ฟฃ๏ฟฃโ ๏ฟฃ๏ฟฃโ ๏ฟฃ๏ฟฃโ ๏ฟฃ๏ฟฃโ ๏ฟฃ Ashwini ร Anuraag They say he was born with a crown of gold and a heart of ice. He doesn't just rule the room; he owns the air within it. To the world, he is an enigma-a man of silent footsteps and terrifying decisions. But she is the girl who feels everything in a world that feels nothing. She was a bargain struck in the dark. Betrayed by the man who was supposed to protect her, she has been handed over to a monster. Her father called it a marriage; she calls it a death sentence. He has the money to buy anything, but can he handle the one thing he can't control? His heart. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.)
'๐๐จ ๐๐ง๐ฃ๐๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฃ๐ง๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ ๐๐๐ง๐๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐๐๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ ๐๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐๐ข๐ง ๐ก๐๐ข ๐ฒ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฃ๐ก๐๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ซ ๐ค๐ฒ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐, ๐ค๐ฒ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐๐๐ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ค๐๐ซ ๐ค๐ฒ๐ ๐๐จ๐ฅ๐' She is like ice. He is like fire. Anger only mounts on her nose when she is with her best friend. Anger is an essential part of his personality. For her as a bride, this is a kind of forced marriage, completely unwanted! For him, marriage is a big responsibility. He does not know if he will be able to put his efforts into this sacred bond. She fears whether she will ever be able to stay happy in this forced relationship. He doubts whether he will even be able to handle their relationship! Innocent Bride. This is HIS INNOCENT BRIDE. |โฟ An Indian Arranged Marriage Romance Copyright reserved ยฉ๏ธ
Anish ร Chandini He's the snake. She's the mongoose. The neighborhood isn't big enough for both of them. They've spent years perfecting the art of the "cold shoulder," even while their parents are busy being best friends. They aren't family, and they sure as hell aren't friends. But their grandfathers just played the ultimate wild card from beyond the grave. The news? They've been engaged since childhood. The reaction? Absolute chaos. Now, they're stuck between a legacy they respect and a person they loathe. Can the ultimate enemies flip the script and become lovers, or is this "happily ever after" destined to end in a crime scene?
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