JAIRAJ SINGH THAKUR x INAYAT ALI KHAN Book 3 of 'Thakurs series' 🔥 Amidst the communal chaos going on in our state, my alliance was fixed with a man who was no less than a monster for me. Our fathers fixed this marriage to preach peace, but no one asked me about my dreams, my choices and most importantly, my consent. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• Read the journey of two opposite poles falling for each other. Jairaj Singh Thakur - a ruthless, heartless and shameless Mafia prince Inayat Ali Khan - an intelligent, beautiful and secretive Mafia princess. Will they be able to break the boundaries of religion to become one?

✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿✿✿｡･:*:･ﾟ✿･:*:･ﾟ✿✿ To the women who were told to be silent, and chose to speak through their strength instead. To the men hardened by life, but brave enough to let love soften them. And to every soul caught between tradition and dreams- may you find the courage to live both. 💫 The Zamindar's Bride - Blurb She dreamed of white coats and stethoscopes. He ruled fields and farms with silence and steel. Varnika Kashyap, a bright 20-year-old aspiring doctor, had her whole life planned - until the sudden death of her parents shattered everything. Orphaned and vulnerable, she's coerced by her controlling aunt into a marriage she never wanted. Her groom? Vardhan Singh Rana - a 30-year-old village zamindar, feared by many, respected by all. Vardhan is everything Varnika is not - uneducated yet worldly, stoic yet intense, powerful yet rooted in tradition. He never asked for a bride, but his father's condition for inheritance forces him into the shackles of matrimony. Thrown together by circumstances neither of them chose, Varnika and Vardhan are strangers bound by a sacred vow. She is too naive for his world; he is too hardened for hers. And yet, amid the dusty courtyards, whispered secrets, and stifling expectations, a delicate tension brews. Will she find herself caged or cherished? Will he lose himself in love or keep building walls? A tale of forced beginnings, emotional awakening, and a love that neither of them saw coming.

"Sshhhhh....." he hushed and pinned us against the wall leaving no space between us. I held onto his biceps with my hand in reflex. He shook his head lightly signalling me not to scream. But did not remove his palm, awaiting confirmation I guessed. I nodded a little locking eyes with him fearfully. I witnessed a glimmer in his eyes and he removed his palm from my mouth slowly. I mustered up a little strength and asked nervously. "Kon hai aap aur yahan kya kar rhe hain," His eyes softened, looking deep into my eyes as if he could see through them as if he owned them. A strong wind surfaced, pulling away the fabric and revealing his face. It was him. My heartbeats raced wildly. He flickered his gaze to my lips for a few seconds, licked his lower lip a little with an unreadable emotion and peered back deeply into my eyes, delving into my soul. He replied in the raw, masculine and resonating voice I had heard months before. "Daksh naam hai hamara. Vivaah karne aaye hai aapse," *** I could not believe my eyes that he was standing right in front of me. The day I walked away from him, with a swarm of butterflies in the depths of my guts and belly, I never considered the possibility of crossing our paths again. I never thought we would get another chance in this life. Was it a wise decision of me to run away back then like that? The moments we shared back then flashed back into my memory. I started wondering if this was a coincidence or if he purposely located me. *** This is the love story of Daksh Pratap Rathore and Radhika Maan Singh. Storyline occurs in early years of 21st century(2001). A love saga bridging the gap between a city-born man and a village-raised girl. They are soulmates longing for love and solace from each other in different parameters. Let us dive into their journey of togetherness, and internal conflicts and see if and how they find solace with each other. First 2 chapters can be descriptive but I'm sure you'll like the story further.

Adhira pov : "hey bhagwan" when will you listen to me ,when will you give me freedom from this hell? ........... I can't take it anymore now ......... is it that tough to take my life........... or is it because you perhaps also consider me flithy just ...please I beg you please take this miserable life that you gave me without my permission I hate this life please take me where you are please....pl .ple...ase I beg you I beg you (sobbed) Neer pov : I beg you I beg you (roared) live me alone ....for God sake why you all always want to decide for me I'm a fu#king grown man ,and can make decisions for myself I just love my life like this.... there is just one rule in my life DARLING "LIVE YOUR LIFE AT FULLEST other side: kill them all....no no no dhruv I totally forgot the rule which is in our rule book , death is for mistakes He did a sin (gritted his teeth) take him to basement...... POV Neer : hey badygirl I will make you regret your birth.....and make your life a living hell that you will beg for your life ( whispered) Adhira : (just stared blankling at him) which made him angry,he clinched his jaw and again whispered in her ears Neer : Malkin bnna tha n tumko tum jaisi ladkiyon ko Mai acche se janta hu naukrani n bna Diya n to kh na kya ( whispered in high pitch) And in response Adhira just chuckled dryly Adhira : Naukrani ko aur kitna naukrani bna lenge ( internally said) phase :2 Can't you see that I f#$king love you damn it......said???? Just stared blankly And that time a heart broke💔💔💔💔 phase :3 (A beautiful lady is crying sitting on her knees) :I'm ready to do anything for you what ever you say ( A chiseled man sitting on a chair with a manspread ..looking like he can devour the person infront of him wholesomely) tsked and said : Did you said any thing think again ... : yes anything :Think again and this time sensibly : yes yes yes I will do anything :....STRIP ( roared like a

𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝑲𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚. 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝑲𝒐𝒕𝒂 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝑭𝑩 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅- "You're cuter than your pictures." She smiled. I forgot my syllabus. Now we're in the same hostel city. And every chapter since has been a war between what's right and what feels too damn good to stop. She's everything I wasn't prepared for: ✨ 𝑻𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈. 𝑺𝒎𝒂𝒓𝒕. 𝑶𝒇𝒇-𝒍𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒕𝒔. And I'm just a boy who's trying to study while falling headfirst into her world. 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚. 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒍. 𝑨 𝒃𝒐𝒅𝒚-𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒍𝒆𝒔, 𝒏𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆𝒕𝒚, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒆. ✨ 𝑻𝑹𝑶𝑷𝑬𝑺: ╰┈➤ 𝑺𝒎𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝑺𝒍𝒐𝒘-𝑩𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝑹𝒐𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 ╰┈➤ 𝑯𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒍 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 / 𝑻𝒐𝒖𝒄𝒉-𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒗𝒆𝒅 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒓 ╰┈➤ 𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 ╰┈➤ 𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑨 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 ╰┈➤ 𝑬𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝑩𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒔 ╰┈➤ 𝑪𝒐𝒏𝒇𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝑭𝒐𝒄𝒖𝒔 𝒗𝒔 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 ╰┈➤ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑮𝒊𝒓𝒍 𝑾𝒉𝒐 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝑬𝒗

You and your family came to see me-I said no. Baat khatam. Rishta kahin aur dekh lo. And LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" My chest heaved with emotion, my vision blurred with tears I was trying hard not to let fall. But he didn't even blink. He simply looked at me with that dark, unreadable gaze... and then moved toward me, slow and steady, till I was pinned between his car door and him. No one could see us like this. He leaned in, caging me with his arms on either side of my head. His breath brushed against my skin as he whispered, "You don't wanna marry me... hmm?" I looked away, panic flaring again. He tilted his face, locking eyes with mine. "Bolo." I whispered, "No..." A cruel smirk curled on his lips. "Toh phir kis se karni hai shaadi?" he whispered. "N-no one..." He straightened up-now towering over me-and then, without warning, grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground. My hands were caught between us, pressed to his chest. "A-Aahan-what... what are you-" I stuttered. "Shh," he murmured, lips brushing against my cheek. "You've said enough. Ab suno." "We're getting engaged in one week. Then the rest of the rituals. And after that," he paused, tightening his grip on my waist, "we'll get married." "Chahe tum khud mandap tak aao... ya main tumhe zabardasti le aaun. Samajh aaya, jaan?"

On my wedding night, I waited behind a heavy bridal veil, my heart pounding with fear and uncertainty. The door closed, and he sat before me. Then his voice broke the silence-innocent, fragile. "Didi... aap ab se mere saath rahoge kya?" (Sister will you live with me now?) That moment shattered me. He wasn't my brother. He wasn't a relative's child. He was my husband. Aditya Singh Chaudhary. A handsome man of twenty-five... yet locked in the mind of a nine-year-old but with a truth that froze me to the core. They called him incomplete. They called him broken. But fate made him mine. And now, I must decide- am I only his caretaker only... or will I learn to be the wife of a man who never truly grew up? 🎀 𝒥𝒾𝓈 𝒟𝒾𝓃 🎀

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