His a disaster. She is a broken lentil leaf. Ruhaan Wajid Alam Shah, an indestructible man, with morals, looks and what not. In love with his cousin named Nisa. A CEO of Alam Shah Compnay. An eldest and most favourite person of Haveli. He is 35, but his mama treats him like he is still 5! Rooh Rizwaan Usmaan, A fragile soul, with broken heart, traumatised with her parents divorced. An university student with a heart disease! She is 18. but far more mature than her age. loved by her guardian angel called Nisa (gudiya). What will happen when Ruhaan gains knowledge about Nisa's sudden death? and forcefully marries Rooh!?

For the richest man in the country, his wife .. namely me .. is just another property of his that he absolutely refuses to sell or forfeit. Even after 3 years of separation, getting a divorce from him is still an impossible task to accomplish! I have by all means refused to contact him.. and he didn't bother to contact me as well. but why is it when I finally decided to find another man to love and live happily with my ex cold husband turned into someone I never met before. could I have been mistaken about him all along ? #1 separation 01/10/2021 ( 01 octobre ) #1 richmalelead #1 arranged 14/04/2021 (14 avril) #1 regret 06/04/2021 ( 06 avril ) #1 hesitation 18/04/2021 ( 18 avril ) #1 exhusband 02/05/2021 ( 02 mai ) #1 complicatedrelationships 11/06/2021 ( 11 juin ) #1 misunderstanding 22/09/2021 ( 22 septembre ) #1 jealous 19/10/2021 ( 19 octobre ) #2 marriage 09/02/2022 ( 09 fevrier ) #1 marriedlife 02/06/2022 ( 02 juin ) #1 regret 04/06/2022 (04 juin)

"Get out," I said in a firm voice, but it shook a bit at the end. The muscles in his jaw tensed when I said that. Instead of getting out, he closed the door and started taking calculative predatory steps toward me. His eyes moved all over my length. My heart started to drum fast. It made me take a step back until my back was flat against the wall. "I said get out," I repeated, trying to sound firm when he was only a step away from me. He stood in front of me with his hands in his pants pocket. "Last time I checked, I still own this place," he said arrogantly in his deep voice, which made me want to sink into the wall. He stood in front of me. "But it's my workplace," I breathed out when he cut an inch of distance between us. His body was not touching me, but my body still twitched as if his calloused hands were moving all over me. I lowered my eyes and took a deep breath to calm myself, but my heartbeat raised when I heard steps coming towards us. "Someone is coming. Go from here," I found myself pleading. The steps became louder as if the person were just a few steps away from opening the door. I don't want rumours to be spread here. An evil smile formed on the corner of his lips looking at the distress on my face. "I'm not afraid to be seen with my wife," he said in his deep, low voice, sending shivers down my spine. My eyes snapped towards him in anger. I know he was doing this on purpose because no one here knows we are married. Why is he breaking the deal?

An arranged marriage. A forced marriage. A dramatic marriage And a stubborn bride marriage! the 3rd generation of Khans.

"What are you doing here," he asked in bitterness making me curl my fingers and dig my nails in my palm in fear. "I. I just came to keep it" I stammered while not daring to look into his gray cold eyes. Without saying anything he moved in my direction and took the envelope and tore it into small pieces while looking straight into my wide fearful eyes. Then he threw torn pieces in my face. He grabbed my upper arm in a tight grip and dragged me near him making a gasp left out of my mouth. "Do you think after deceiving me you can get away from me this easily?" he asked in his cold voice making goosebumps form all over my body. I swallowed and said the words which I have said a thousand times to him before. "I'm sorry" I whispered in my small voice. Listening to it his eyes became darker. I should have not disguised myself as a boy to get this job. "You should be," he said in his cold voice while letting go of my arm and trying to control his anger. "If you're so sorry about it then sign these papers and let me decide how sorry you are after betraying me," he said in his cold angry voice while throwing paper on his desk. I just kept looking at the file with teary eyes. "Why now you don't feel sorry anymore" he mocked me. If me signing this paper will let him know how I regret doing it then I will sign them. With glassy eyes, I took the file and pen and signed the papers without even reading them. I just want to get away from him. I turned to get out of his life but he grabbed my wrist in a firm grip and pulled me back to his hard chest. I didn't want to cry in front of him but a long traitor tear slipped from the corner of my left eye. "Now I will show you what I do to the liars," he said in his cold voice with an angry smirk on his lips while wiping the long trail of tears away from my cheeks. His words pass a shiver to my whole body making me look at him with glassy eyes. What have I caught myself into after signing those papers without reading?

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