This story follows after it is disclosed that VANSH IS ONLY VIHANN ! Riddhima feels betrayed, devasted . And , wants to leave Vansh for good . But would VANSH Let it happen ? Now that he is obsessively in love with his wife , his riddhima ...... So the chase of Mouse and the Mighty lion starts . Riddhima is hell bent on running and The MAFIA LORD hell bent on catching her . So what happens when he catch her ? There are roses for her , with shakles around and a love that suffocates . Yet don't let you die . ( Steamy . 18 + , involves a obsessed Vansh and a demure riddhima .)

Manyabhum and You, Vansh growled in rage, decieved me. Now get ready to bear the consequence! A war shall be waged against your state, and You, he lift her chin with the tip of the sword shall be doomed. Behead me! replied she in a confident tone.but i request you,my King! Pls Dont wage any war against my native land. What if i do? I will go to any length to stop you...She answered with full confidence. Oh is it....Vansh was amused. He frankly was extremely, amazed to witness the audacious Chapereon. His desires were urged to kiss those plump juicy lips, but his mind wanted more. He smirked Do u think you can stop me? Yes! She was confident 7 DAYS FROM THE SUNRISE TO THE SUNSET. I am Ready Said She. Vansh pulled Riddhima by her waist and said -So Am I. Set in the pretext of 750 -800 A.D. KabirBhadra, the ruler of ManyaBhum of Bengal, in order to save his kingdom from his staunch enemy Gandharavipur ,sought political help from Udaykhetra ,the most powerful kingdom of North India, fixed his sister Ragini's marriage with Udaykhetra"s sole heir,the crown prince, Vansh. But Destiny had some other plans in her sleeves. Ragini, on the day of her marriage , ran away with her lover, Dhruva, and the bride was swapped by her chief handsmaid and chaperon Riddhima, who was indebted to her for her brother's life. What will happen,when the truth will be out, What will Riddhima do to stop an enraged king and, a fierce battle against Manyabhum only within a deadline of 7 days? A mature Love story of a Powerful Warrior king and a pretty, wise ordinary chapereon. Is it possible to stop a war in a Battlefield by a deal made in the bedchamber? Highly Matured Content. Yes! She replied, though her heart was thudding like a drum in a high beat. You have 7 days from the sunrise to the sunset. I am ready answered Riddhima politely He pulled her by waist and lift her chin,and smirked - "So Am I "

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She was the one who loved him first. The one who taught him what love felt like, and the one who left him with it. He never stopped loving her. Not for a second. Years passed, but her absence only carved her deeper into his soul. Until the day the man who despised their love the most brought her back to him. But while a love once lost finds its way back, a new love story had begun. One filled with forced ties, constant clashes, and a connection that refuses to be ignored. Because love doesn't always come gently...Sometimes, it fights its way in. And as emotions collide, secrets begin to surface... secrets that were never meant to be known. If you think you know how this ends? Trust me you don't. The only way to find out is to READ!

"The groom is finally here." Khalid's eyes moved to them slowly. Cold. Sharp. "Get out." They hesitated, unsure they heard him right. "I said get the fuck out of my house!" The anger in his voice left no room for argument. Both girls flinched, fear flashing across their faces. Without another word, they rushed past him, nearly tripping over their steps as they fled the room. The door closed behind them. Silence returned - thick and unbearable. Khalid stood there for a moment, just watching her. Ayesha's shoulders shook. Her hands trembled in her lap. She felt his gaze on her like weight pressing her down. Slowly, she tried to stand, her legs weak beneath her. She couldn't breathe properly. She just wanted to leave. Anywhere. Anywhere but here. She took a step toward the door. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice stopped her cold. She swallowed hard, her throat tight, her voice barely a whisper as she answered, "O-out..." Khalid let out a short, humorless laugh. "Aren't you my bride?" he said. "It's our wedding night. Our first night." His tone turned dark. "We should celebrate." Before she could react, he reached out, pulling away her veil. The world tilted. Panic rushed through her veins as he pushed her back onto the bed. "No," she shook her head desperately, tears spilling faster now. "I don't want this. Please-" Her words fell apart on her tongue. He wasn't listening. Hovering above her, his presence felt overwhelming, crushing. The ceiling blurred through her tears. Her hands clenched the sheets, her body stiff with fear. Then something inside her broke. This was her reality now. This was her life. He was her husband. Slowly, she stopped struggling. Her eyes closed tightly, lashes wet, tears escaping anyway. Her lips trembled as she whispered the only words she could find, her voice small, broken, and defeated. "Please... be gentle." a marriage of force. tortured love. love after marriage.