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I want to make my imaginary world that make everyone dives into it, so they forgot the reality and get comfort with the fictional world. support my writing

I want to make my imaginary world that make everyone dives into it, so they forgot the reality and get comfort with the fictional world. support my writing
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An aarange marriage story of abhimanyu and aaradhya.🧡 Yaduvanshi Haveli does not forgive mistakes. And tonight- Aaradhya forgot her veil. She steps out of their room in a soft cotton saree, hair loose down her back, sindoor bright in her maang, unaware that the air itself has shifted. Then- A voice behind her. Calm. Measured. Not loud. "Aaradhya." She freezes. Not because he shouted. Because he didn't. She turns slowly. Abhimanyusingh Yaduvanshi stands at the end of the corridor, hands clasped behind his back, eyes steady. The kind of steady that doesn't blink. His gaze does not move to her face first. It moves to her uncovered head. A pause. Then he walks toward her. Unhurried. Each step deliberate against marble floors. She instinctively lifts her pallu halfway, flustered. "Woh... main bas paani lene-" He stops in front of her. Close enough that she can smell sandalwood and authority. He gently takes the loose end of her saree from her trembling fingers. Not harsh. Not angry. Precise. He lifts it himself and places it over her head, adjusting it carefully until it shadows her forehead. His fingers linger for one second too long. Then he speaks softly. "Tumhe pata hai, is haveli mein ghunghat sirf kapda nahi hota." She swallows. "Ji..." He tilts his head slightly. "Yeh maryada hoti hai." His thumb lightly presses the edge of the veil near her temple. "Yeh izzat hoti hai." She lowers her eyes automatically. He leans closer. His voice drops, almost intimate. "Yahan ki auratein bina ijazat dhoop tak nahi dekhti... aur tum bina ghunghat dehleez paar kar gayi." It isn't a threat. It's information. She whispers, "Galti ho gayi..." "galti ki saza bhi milegi, Aaradhya" "is saza ke baad aap kabhi bhul ke bhi galti nahi kar payengi " Trope✨ arrange marriage arranged by him obsession addiction



an arrange marriage story.✨ I never decided to marry him. Not in a dream. One random day he came with his whole family for a wedding proposal. And my family accepted it. They forgot the age gap, the lifestyle of us and them, the Rivaz and Rasam. And they gave one name to our relation: "fate." And my fate brings me to the man the whole city fears. How do I survive him? "Ishika ji, aap aankhen kyu chura rahi hai hamse?" "Hamare samne dekhiye." She can't make eye contact with him. "Hum pati hai aapke." "Vi-Vihan ji," she steps back, and he comes closer. "Aapne ye kaise soch liya ki aap hamse juth bolkar bach jayengi?" "Vihan ji, mera wo matlab nahi tha, main to bas-" He puts a finger on her lips. "Vihaan Singh Rathore ki patni hokar aapko juth bolna shobha nahi deta, Ishika ji." He says, "Mann me jo khayal ho, use nikal dijiye." "Aapki aankhen hame tabse padhni aati hai, jab hamne aapko pehli baar dekha tha." "Aapki aankhon se pyar hai hame, unme dobara juth nahi dikhna chahiye." "Samjhi aap, Ishika ji?" He comes closer to her ear and says, "Aaj raat ham aapko yaad dila denge ki hamse juth bolne ki kya saza hoti hai," he smirks. "Teyyar rahiye ga, shayad aaj raat aap pe ham koi rahem na khaye," she gasps. ......... what happened when she knows her husband is totally obsessed with her. what happened when he comes near to her for making love? is he be gentle? is she survive him?

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