In a 1980s reality where destiny is etched in floral marks upon the skin, a forced union binds a hardened warrior to a soul that shouldn't belong there. One is a man of steel and duty, returning from the borders to a home that feels like a cage. The other is a stranger in a young body, a soul from a distant future waking up in a world of ink-stained letters and rotary phones. Bound by a marriage of spite and a mark of "low promise," they must navigate a landscape of family secrets and silent longings. "They call this mark a curse of barren soil, but they do not know that even the palest flower can bloom if the earth is touched by a soldier's devotion."

To save his family from the wrath of the Samrat, Ishaan does the unthinkable: he dons the silk veils of his sister and enters the Golden Palace as a concubine. ​He expects a life of misery serving a cruel, aging Emperor. Instead, he finds himself drawn to a charming, broad-shouldered soldier who patrols the palace gardens at night. As their forbidden love blooms, the stakes get deadlier. ​Between the lethal politics of the Harem and a secret growing within him that shouldn't be possible, Ishaan is playing a dangerous game.

Just some chapters.... on a couples daily life filled with basic and special activities after they had their pup.... More like life snippets or slice of their life's..... Includes GAY LOVE(OBVIOUSLY) MPREG OMEGAVERSE LACTATION (MALES) SMUT ⚠️IF YOU HAVE ISSUES LEAVE⚠️

In the heart of an ancient empire, prosperity is not granted.... it is bargained for. For generations, the ruling family has carried a heavy, gilded curse with wealth and power secured only through a ritualistic union. It is a vow that demands sacrifice, binding the heir to a partner chosen by fate and physiology, ensuring the purity of their male bloodline against the wrath of their ancestors. To falter is to invite ruin, a death sentence for any woman who dares to stand as a second wife. Now, years after the cold, necessary contract was sealed, the partners find themselves called back to the mansion, where duty and a growing, dangerous awareness simmer between them. The stone walls hold not just history, but a tension that threatens to unravel the threads of their arranged life. The time for silent compliance is over.. The future of the empire now rests on the fragile, sensual line between obligation and ownership.