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4| Chandrika Adhikar Agnihotri

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Chandrika's pov:-

I stood on the beautiful balcony, taking in the view of the towering buildings on one side and the serene forest on the other.

The late-night air was refreshing, and the presence of the white, milky moon made the scene even more enchanting.

Lost in my thoughts, I glanced down at myself and smiled—I hadn't even changed yet, so engrossed was I in my reflections.

Things had turned so quickly that I hadn't had time to process anything.

I never imagined I'd end up here, as the wife of Adhikar Agnihotri.

Destiny is real, we are mere puppets of fate.

I hadn't denied marrying him, but he had, yet he failed to stop this union.

But would he ever accept me?

I doubted it.

His acceptance seemed improbable, yet since the moment I laid eyes on him, I accepted him as mine.

I had to remain strong, his words could shatter me, but I had to show that they didn't affect me.

Lost in my contemplation, I heard a loud thud, followed by the bedroom door opening to reveal him in a black shirt and pants.

He looked irresistibly attractive in black, the government should ban him from wearing it—at least in my presence.

I wasn't strong enough to handle him looking like that.

He approached me with lightning speed, gripping my jaw and pushing me against the wall.

"What the hell, let me go," I protested, sudden fear coursing through me as I found myself trapped between him and the wall.

"Why would I? You're my wife, and tonight is our wedding night. Isn't it?" he said, his voice dark and intimidating.

For a moment, I wanted to look away or bury my face in his chest, his hateful gaze felt like a stab to my heart.

But I gathered my composure and smiled at his words.

"Of course, now you have the right to touch me—do whatever you want," I replied, raising an eyebrow and offering a faint smile.

He raised both eyebrows in response, a perfect match to my own demeanor, just with a darker shade.

"Indeed, I've been waiting for this day forever. Now that we're here alone in the same bedroom, let's make it worth it," I said, closing the distance between us until our noses almost touched.

His eyes closed, and my heart raced with anticipation. But then, he abruptly pushed me away and stepped back.

Thankfully, my mind rejoiced as he left the room, his footsteps echoing like a petulant child's.

"Ugh, men—always intimidated by confident women," I chuckled to myself, shaking my head.

Placing a hand over my chest, I admitted to myself, "I may not be confident or strong enough to handle his intense gaze, but I can certainly put on a good act." With a deep sigh, I headed towards the bathroom to change into more comfortable clothes.

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Ugh, it took me more than an hour to remove the millions of hairpins tangled in my hair.