📜 Preet Ka Daaman - A Letter Wrapped in Silence and Storm ❤️ "They called it a marriage... But for her, it felt like a cage woven in rituals and silence. She never chose him - he was forced upon her... like fate she couldn't run from." She, a girl with dreams in her eyes and freedom in her heart. He, a man carved in coldness, carrying shadows of a past no one dared to speak of. They were tied - not in love, but in a deal. A decision. A family's honour. But time... has a way of bending even the strongest wills. She hated his presence. He hated her innocence. Yet somewhere between shared silences, stolen glances, and aching hearts... something began to bloom. Love? Or just another illusion? Pain followed her like a shadow. His anger burned like fire. But destiny had plans neither of them saw coming. What happens when a girl who never believed in forced love... starts falling for the very man who stole her name? And what if he... was hiding a truth that could destroy her completely? Preet Ka Daaman - not just a story of love... but of broken promises, aching hearts, and the bittersweet beauty of falling for someone you were never meant to love. 💌 ~Daisii..🤍

My eyes closed on their own accord, my hands falling down to myself, my legs shaking as I fell down but he was quick to hold me in his arms. I didn't want to think what could have happened if he had actually shot my brother. I didn't doubt he would have if I hadn't interfered. His hand came to my face lightly caressing it as I cried out, "Please, don't." "Aap shadi karegi mujhse wo bhi aaj aur abhi issi mandap par." He was saying it like he was asking me for a pencil. Marriage is not a joke. I shook my head frantically but he had more to say obviously, "Haan kariye Aira yaa aap chahti hai ki hum aapke ma papa ke khun se maang bhare aapki?" My small fists hit his chest but obviously that didn't effect him much, "You are a psychopath, leave us alone." I screamed, cried, thrashed but it was no help. "Shadi kriye mjhse Aira, I will spare everyone else." He worded it out holding my hands. I was exhausted, I had little energy left and I was going to use it to survive and make sure my family lives. "Mai shadi krungi aapse." I whispered, losing a piece of myself already. Taking a deep breath, I looked straight in his eyes. "Mai iss shadi ke lie tayar hoon. Mere ma papa aur Armaan ko akela chor dijie." Something passed his eyes but he was quick to mask his face again before I could decipher anything as he replied. "Ek baar shadi ho jae tumhe bhi chor doonga. Don't worry about that."