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Misha's was so pure and beautiful, it could destroy nations. Her innocence made people willing to die just to protect her.
Alexander, the most powerful man on Earth, saw something in Misha that no one else did. He was the king of kings...
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Happiness is all I see in front of me today. A happiness that I never felt when I became the most successful bachelor in the world, nor when I earned the title of Mafia King, or even when I became the King of Rajasthan. The greatest happiness I have ever experienced is finally having her, having what I have longed for all my life.
I never imagined I would be this happy, this protective, this possessive over someone-to the point where I can't even let her breathe freely. I will tie her, cage her in my possession, so that the only thing she can see is me and only me.
She, my soul, sat beside me, taking her very first step toward becoming mine. It felt like she was always meant to be mine, destined to be in my life. From the moment I first laid eyes on her, I knew-everything was about to change.
I wouldn't be the same man I once was, and neither would she remain the person she was. I'd treat her like the queen she already is, fulfilling every wish, every desire she has. I'd even drop to my knees for her if that's what it took.
But there is one thing I cannot give her-freedom. The most valuable thing that even a billionaire like me cannot afford. The only thing my wife will ever lack is freedom.
I'm ready to respect all her choices, to give her everything she asks for-except the one thing I can't give. But today is still the happiest day of my life. There were so many photoshoots, and they even made us take separate pictures as the bride and the groom. It really made me mad, but for my baby, I stayed calm.
My mother came over to me, saying, "Hukum Sa, Hukum Sa, you're not supposed to see the bride now that you're engaged. You'll see her only at the wedding." What kind of tradition is that? I sighed in frustration and shot a glare at the photographer, making him almost run away.
But I have different plans today. I'm not going to miss any chance to be close to her. Tonight, something will happen that she never imagined. Maybe it will be her worst nightmare, or maybe she'll come to love it, with all its pleasure and pain.
