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Luka chuppi  by author_aana
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Luka chuppi ✨ Veerkarant Verma Veerkarant Varma, 27, is an honest and determined police officer. He is always buried in his work, and his sense of duty defines him. For Veerkarant, his world revolves around his mother and his few close friends. Love, however, is something he fears - he has never allowed himself to get close to anyone emotionally. He loves his mother deeply and has decided he will never marry. For him, his work is everything Soniya Sharma Soniya, 24, is a thief by circumstance, not by choice. She lost both he r parents when she was a child and was raised by her grandmother. When Soniya turned eighteen, her grandmother passed away too, leaving her completely alone - except for her newborn son, Veer. Soniya steals only to survive and to raise her son. Despite her hars h life, she is a loving, protective mother who keeps Veer safe at all costs. In Soniya's eyes, all men are the same - untrustworthy - and she never allows herself to rely on anyone. Veer Little Veer is Soniya's whole world. A sweet, cheerful child, Veer is always trying to keep himself and everyone around him happy. Though still very young, he has a curious mind and often asks about his father - questions Soniya avoids answering. He does not go to school yet and spends all his time with his mother, his innocence untouched by the harshness of her world.
𝗛𝗮𝗹𝗮𝘁: 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗰𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲 by talesofdevil
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𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.