Arranged marriages can be as sweet as sugar or it can be as zesty as salt. One is Rom-Com but another is a heartbreaking love story. Both pairs are entangled together in a bond, the bond of a forbidden marriage, you either hate it or love it.
MOHIN...
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On the evening of the disastrous incident, few doctors came and recovered Trishul's health with great treatment and proper medication. Today is the day of donation, Trishul's health is much better, he met everyone and greeted everyone but the doctor team said that he should strictly take bed rest at least for two days.
In the present moment Minakshi approaches the humble dwellings of the villagers, the queen is greeted by a throng of smiling faces, their eyes alight with excitement at the sight of their beloved ruler gracing their humble abode. With humility and grace, the crown princess or the Queen consort steps forward, her hands laden with gleaming treasures, a radiant vision amidst the rustic surroundings.
With each step she takes, Minakshi's presence seems to imbue the air with a sense of reverence and awe. She moves through the village streets, stopping to bestow gifts of gold jewelry and coins upon the grateful villagers, who receive her offerings with tears of joy and heartfelt gratitude.
The queen's act of kindness and generosity uniting rich and poor alike in a shared moment of compassion and solidarity. As she moves through the village, her entourage growing with each passing moment, the queen's spirit is buoyed by the warmth and love that surrounds her, a testament to the enduring bond between ruler and subject.
In the shadows of the bustling village square, Aakash lurks, his eyes glinting with avarice as he watches the queen's every move. Concealed amidst the crowd, he poses as one of her attendants, but his intentions are far from noble. With a phone pressed to his ear, he engages in whispered conversations, his voice laced with deceit and malice.
As the queen approaches, bestowing her gifts upon the grateful villagers, the man's gaze lingers on her with a lustful hunger, his mind consumed by thoughts of greed, treachery and sexual thoughts. He feigns interest in his surroundings, all the while plotting his next move with cunning precision.
"So what's the current situation?" Machal, his boss and also the devil himself, asked.
"Now she is donating in the nearby village then we will approach the Baha tribe-"
"Excellent. I have manipulated the people of the Baha tribe so that they kill her by confronting her to be a witch... I have also manipulated some men in the villages to confront her but nobody dared to kill only Bah-" before Machal can continue Aakash interrupted,"What do you mean kill her? She is not suppose to die! She is mine! You promised we will get marr-"
"Are you not capable enough to save her from Baha tribe? After you save her and become her Prince in shining Armor... She will gladly open her legs for you... All girls are same, they need men to protect them. Without us they are nothing." Machal added.
"Okay... Got it... Then I will bring her to you... Like that she is all mine and that fool of a King will think his wife is dead." Aakash concluded and started laughing with utter excitement and joy.
