" Mumma, I am eighteen right now. I've not even started my college and you want me to get married to man who is six years older! This is not fair." I shouted, exasperated. " Swara, your sister has betrayed all of us and has run away from her own wedding. All the guests are waiting for the bride to come out. You know your grandfather's medical condition . He will not be able to take any shock right now and you if you don't go out, his hard earned reputation will get tainted and he may not be able to absorb this shock." Mumma tried to reason. " What about Aditya....? I call him jiju (brother in law) for god's sake maa!" I exclaimed. " He will be okay with this marriage." Amrita aunty said, entering the room. " Mumma...this is going to spoil three lives." I tried, talking sense. " Swara, beta please do this for both of the families." Aunty said, folding her hands in front of me. " I need to talk to him first." I demaded to which both of them obliged and within next five minutes, my so called jiju was standing in front of me. " I tried to reason out with them. Turns out they did not understand. Didi loves you. I think she must have been forced to take this decision." I said, defending Kritika di. " Forced? Her letter clearly states otherwise." He spoke with so much hatred in his voice. I kept quiet. " Get dressed and come to the mandap (pavilion)" He said and left the room, banging the door on his way. " Thank you so much ganpati bappa (god) for throwing me in this mess." I muttered and without an option, started getting ready. God, what is going to happen with my life now!

Nandini could not believe the fact that she is married woman now. Married forcefully to her and her family's enemy, Ranbir. Ranbir Singh - rich and very handsome, ruthless and very dangerous. This story is written from third person point of view but I have make sure it is understandable when you will the story Please do read the story, add the story in library and start reading it. I am sure you will enjoy reading I am absolutely new writer, so there might be grammatical mistake, point out those mistake so that the story can be improved. One request please read. Love you all :)

"I will never marry you." I said in a low voice filled with venom. He moved close. His hands moved to my waist. His hold was firm. His face was so close that his nose touched mine. I shut my eyes tightly. "Stop being so difficult for once, Aanya." He whispered. "Let go of me, Hussein." I said and pushed him with all my might. Hussein didn't expect this from. He stumbled back but quickly balanced himself. I quickly moved away from him and was about go out when Hussein grabbed my elbow and roughly pulled me back. He pinned me to the wall and placed his lips on mine. He started to kiss me roughly. But this time I didn't give in. I didn't kiss him back. #12 in romance [7/5/2018] #11 in romance [9/5/2018] #8 in romance [10/5/2018] #10 in romance[12/5/2018]