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A dance of seduction.!
I am Annika Sharma, and I married a sadistic bastard who deeply hurt someone close to me. Now, watch as I bring him to his fucking knees.
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In an arranged marriage meant to unite two powerful families, Annika Sharma fin...
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Annika
Ever since yesterday, I have been devising ways to bring down Ranveer, my supposed groom. I am practical, and I know he is a powerful man; unmasking him won't be easy. I need a meticulous plan, executed with precision.
One approach is to continue pretending to be the perfect girl while stalling the wedding to buy enough time to uncover his secrets. This seems the most logical option at the moment. Marrying a man like him is the worst of my nightmares. I would never willingly tie myself to someone like Ranveer.
My sister, Meera enter the room. "God, you look so pretty, Anni," she compliments scanning me from top to bottom.
I am dressed in an elegant, flowing white anarkali suit that exudes simplicity and sophistication. The dress, with its tiered layers, creates a soft, ethereal silhouette, and the fabric drapes beautifully down to my ankles. The sleeveless design reveals my toned arms, and the low-cut back adds a hint of allure to the otherwise demure outfit.
My hair cascade in loose waves down my back, perfectly complementing the gentle flow of the dress. I hold the dupatta, intricately embellished with delicate patterns and sequins, adding a touch of glamour to the attire. My choice of statement earrings enhances the poised look, while I kept on minimal makeup highlights my natural beauty, with kohl accentuating my grey eyes. I completed my look with my favourite pink lipstick.
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I guess I do look nice.
I thank my sister who is heavily pregnant at the moment. She got married to her childhood sweetheart, Shivam, two years back, who happened to be the son of a close friend of Papa. Everyone was elated and their wedding happened without any drama.
She is the perfect daughter and I am expected to be a replica of her. As if.
Kabir bhai on the other hand rarely comes to see us. He lives alone in his own penthouse. I had a chat with him and he told me he wanted to be here with me today but he is currently out of country for some business. I wish he was here today. He would've been my shield against everyone.
It's okay. I can take care of myself. I can deal with that monster on my own.
He promised he would be here in two days and would not let my parents get me married to anyone if I don't want to and that is assurance enough for me to continue with my plan.
"Annika, they'll be here any minute," my mother's voice called from downstairs.
"I'm coming, Ma," I replied, taking one last look at myself. I looked the part, but beneath the surface, a storm was brewing
