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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...
So the main plot will begin from now onwards. It's going to be full of drama, sexual tension and Kalesh.🥰🍿
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Annika
Our family haveli is bathed in golden light, every corner adorned with twinkling fairy lights and intricate floral arrangements. This is where my parents got married, then my sister followed suit. I, too, always want to get married here. This place is really close to my heart; it always has been. The ambiance is both ethereal and regal, a perfect blend of traditional and modern aesthetics. The mandap is set under a canopy of marigolds and jasmine, their heady fragrance mingling with the soft hum of sacred chants. The grandeur of the setting is breathtaking, a visual symphony that mirrors the significance of the day.
All the wedding festivities happened here only. The Haveli is situated just 2 hours away from the city. Ranveer's family reached here today morning. As instructed by Ranveer, it is an intimate affair with only close family and friends, no media or outsiders are allowed. He has also told both our families to not yet announce about the marriage which is a little suspicious but whatever. It's not like I want the world to know that I am married to this criminal. It's better this way.
Or is it? Is he trying to hide me because he is ashamed about marrying me? But then why would he marry me? I have no idea what goes inside this man's head.
As I stand at the entrance, my heart pounds in my chest. The weight of my bridal lehenga feels both heavy and grounding, the intricate embroidery and delicate beadwork shimmering under the lights.
Earlier, I always pictured myself in a stunning traditional red lehenga on my wedding day. It's such a vibrant, joyful color, perfect for the occasion. But when I realized I'm not marrying for love, I decide against wearing it. I think it will remind me that this marriage isn't real to me.
As the ceremonies went on in the past few days, though, something unexpected happened. Surrounded by all the rituals and the excitement of everyone around me, I found myself getting caught up in the moment. I start to enjoy the whole show of it, even though deep down, I know it's not what I had hoped for.
Niyati and Samar were very concerned for me due to my decision of marrying so suddenly and at such a young age but they eventually respected my decision and have been by my side throughout the madness of it all. No one knows the real reason behind me agreeing to marry Ranveer.
Standing here at the entrance, watching everyone celebrate, it suddenly hits me. Despite my intentions to keep my heart protected, everything feels strangely real. It makes me wonder if I have been too naive in thinking I could just go through the motions without feeling anything.
In this moment, as I look around at the festivities, I can't help but question my own choices. Did I underestimate how powerful emotions could be, even in a situation where I thought I was just going through the motions? It is a reality check that makes me rethink everything.
