this is the story of Arya . She is the wife of yuvraj. She loves yuvraj from her childhood. They were friends with benefits, but yuvraj fell in love with Riya in college, he left Arya and choose Riya. Yuvraj loves his girlfriend Riya a lot and they have been together for 5 years. Arya and yuvraj families have been friends for generations. Grandparents of Arya and yuvraj made a will . According to will , yuvraj and Arya both will get their shares only when they will get married and have their own son. arya loved yuvraj from her childhood, but yuvraj doesn't . Yuvraj wants to get married to his girlfriend Riya. But circumstances made yuvraj & Arya marry each other.

"Mommy, your tits are fucking perfect. I could suck on them for hours. The way they fit in my hands... fuck, I want to watch you feed our baby someday. Want to see these beautiful breasts full of milk. But right now? Right now they're mine. Only mine. Let me worship them, Mommy. Please." I'm 33 years old, and I just had my first orgasm. Not by myself-I'd figured that part out years ago, in the dark, while my husband snored beside me. No, this was different. This was given to me. I'm not supposed to be here-naked in a stranger's bed, covered in marks I'll have to hide, still trembling from watching a 22-year-old lose himself in my breasts like they're his salvation. I'm supposed to be home. Making dinner. Being the dutiful wife to Vikram, who hasn't really looked at me in a decade. Being the ignored mother to my fifteen-year-old twins, who see me as the woman who cooks and cleans, nothing more. Aarav Kapoor. 22 years old. Domestic cricket player training for nationals. All lean muscle and easy smiles and eyes that actually SAW me when he looked my way. He took me to bed-not his bed, but mine. The bed I share with my husband. Today, he touched me like I mattered. Kissed me like he meant it. Put his mouth on me in ways my husband called "degrading." Made me come so many times I lost count. He called me his. Called me Mommy while he begged to fill me. Told me he'd make me leave my husband, that we'd build a life together, that he'd make the national team and give me everything I deserved. And god help me, I believed him. Cheater. Homewrecker. Cradle robber. But I'm also a woman who spent sixteen years being treated like furniture. Who endured a husband's affairs in silence. Who raised children alone while married. Who forgot what it felt like to be touched with desire instead of duty. So yes, I'm having an affair. Yes, this is wrong by every conventional standard. But it's the first thing that's felt right in over a decade. Let's begin.

" Mujhe apna ghar miljata hai tujhme " Home isn't an address or a set of walls. It's someone who makes you feel like you belong... And sometimes it's just that one person who feels safe enough to argue with... and still stay the same. Two twins. One got the legacy, the luxury, the spotlight. The other got declared dead before he could even open his eyes properly. Tough luck. He somehow survives, accidentally finds comfort in the one man who was supposed to eliminate him (ironic, right?)... and just when life starts feeling almost stable... boom. Snatched again. Because in this family, secrets are inherited faster than property.

She's 12 he's 34 , she can't speak up for herself because her fate was designed by a broken society's system !

#family ties series 1( standalone) A girl who is abondened by her family . Have lived her live all alone without any guardian but now her family want her back . Welcome to house of Ranawats and read the story of Family ties. But do they deserve her apology? Why they abondened her ? To know read the story ______________________________________________________ 🖤⃝🦋⋆.˚🦋༘⋆ "WHAT I HAVE DONE?"- SHE SAID BLOWING ON HER INJURY " WHAT'S MY FAULT?"- SHE ASKED THE DOG SIITING BEHIND HER "WHY THEY TREAT ME LIKE THIS?" - SHE CRIED APPLYING THE CREAM ON HER WOUND. " WHY I CAN'T BE LIKE VAANI DI ?". " BUT I'M THEIR REAL SISTER SO WHY THEY DON'T LOVE ME ". "AM I DISABLE AND CAN'T WALK THAT WHY THEY DIDN'T LIKE ME " - SHE ASKED THE DOG. " BUT IT'S NOT MY FAULT " SHE SAID SCRATCHING HER ARMS WITH HER NAILS. " I ALWAYS SEE IN SCHOOL PARENTS AND STUDENTS SIBLINGS COMING TO SCHOOL FOR PTM AND OTHER OCCASIONS BUT HERE I REALLY CAN'T TELL ANYONE FROM WHICH FAMILY I BELONG TO" SHE CRIED WHILE COUGHING ON HER WORD. TILL WHEN HER FAMILY WILL BREAK HET SMALL HEART . WILL THEY GONNA LOVE HER? OR WILL KEEP ON BREAKING HER HEART? #family ties series 1