[featured on @ShortStory, @AmbassadorsIN, @RomanceINDIA and @Ambassadors 2024 and @Romance 2025] Neil had just arrived in Delhi, a few days ago to meet his sister. Exhausted by her endless rants about how he doesn't have any time for the family, he finally decided to show up and make his sister happy! One fine day, when his sister asked him to get the flower pots from the ground floor up to the 7th floor she had a flat on, he had no choice but to take the elevator. What he didn't know was that destiny could sprinkle some magical dust at the very instant and lock him up inside that metal cabinet with a girl who loathes his profession! One chance encounter and Vedika can't help but regret opening her oh-so-ever-excited mouth! [word count: 20K+]

Story Snippet: He fidgeted with his fingers. "But I-I do not... w-want to do s-such things with y-you." General Haoran banged his hand on the wall with churning fury. Did this guy actually think that he wanted to do those things with him? The nerve! General Haoran had never felt the urge to beat someone up this badly. "Listen here, you.. you..." No, he was an honorable man; he couldn't just call anybody a piece of shit just because he hated them. "The day this honorable body of mine touches a single strand of hair on your body, willingly with carnal intentions, is the day I shall cut off a part of my body and wash your feet by my honorable self and drink that water!" ******************* They had been enemies forever - both the Empire of Blazing Sun and the Empire of Silver Mountain. Both these Empires battled and toiled in the shackles of hatred for decades. And then, they battled some more. And then some more. Until they decided they really couldn't anymore and decided to marry off two sorry individuals as a treatise of peace. General Haoran of the Blazing Sun army was a man who knew not love or romance. He knew the art of war mongering and battle strategy but didn't know what to do when women threw themselves at him. He had wanted to live and die as a soldier on the battlefield, alone and unmarried. Until his Emperor decided to get him married to a Mosquito. One could love their enemy. And one could love even a mosquito. But if the said mosquito was from Silver Mountain? Definitely not. Between hatred and affection, loyalty and betrayal will General Haoran's long frozen heart learn of love? ******************** NOT A TRANSLATION. ORIGINAL STORY. COMPLETED✅.