Punjabicouple Stories

( Completed ) *Unedited Chapters, read at your own risk* ****** we all heard of a love marriage ,arranged marriage but never be heard of lucky marriage. what we say to that marriage if that was with our big crush as a arrange marriage. let see what will happen after their marriage whose this story is about. ****** His finger is blocking my hearing sense, and mine mind is not working. My voice is struck in my throat when his finger is gliding down on my neck. What the hell is this idiot doing with his stupid finger. He now start rubbing his thumb near my ears on both cheeks and his fingers are touching my neck and mine eyes getting close. "Speak wife, I'm waiting did you still not feel for me".. Is he doing some kind of finger massage on my poor cheeks. "Isss this.. anyy kindd of.. finger massage "my voice is came out like someone apply any breaks in between my throat. He chuckles. "So you are inviting me for finger massage huh ! If you want real finger massage than I'm more than willing to give you "how dare he. *** 1#billionarie 2#Marriage 1#Ignorance 1#Punjab 1#Punjabi. ::7th Aug'2019 1#Chandigarh 1#Desi 1#Collegemate 1#Crushmarriage 3#Punjabi 1#Bangalore 5#Ignorance 13#Unknownfeelings :: 28/06/2019 17#Unknownfeelings ::20/6/2019 26#Unknownfeelings ::6/6/2019 23#Ignorance ::28/06/2019 27#Ignorance ::20/6/2019 30#ignorance ::16/6/2019 56#ignorance ::6/6/2019 35#husbandwife ::28/06/2019 70#husbandwife ::6/6/2019 6#kaur 37#singh 16#punjabi

A story about the girl no one writes about. And the man who finally does. You've heard the stories. The quiet suffering of the youngest. The forgotten heart of the middle child. But no one talks about her- The eldest daughter. The one who became a mother before she even understood girlhood. The one whose childhood was stolen and replaced with duties. The one who was never asked, only expected. This is her story. The girl who never said no. The girl who bore every burden with a smile. The girl who tucked her dreams under her pillow and woke up to fulfill everyone else's. They told her: You're the eldest. Be responsible. They told her: Don't cry. You're stronger than this. They never told her: We see you. We're proud of you. We love you. She never asked for much- Only to be held without being strong, Only to be chosen without being convenient, Only to be loved... without condition. And then he came. Not a prince. Not a savior. But a man born from chaos, fire, and loyalty. A man whose world was loud, intense, and terrifying to many- But with her, he became gentle thunder. He saw her pain without her having to explain. He read her silences like scripture. He touched her broken pieces and kissed them whole. He didn't ask her to be strong-he simply held her when she was not. With him... She didn't have to earn love. She didn't have to be perfect. She could laugh like a child, cry like a storm, and live like a girl who once wanted to be a princess. And for once- She was. In his world of ruthless loyalty and loud love, She found the home she had always deserved. Not built from duty. But from devotion. A novel about the invisible daughters, and the men who make them feel seen. A tribute to the strong, soft, tired girls who've never been allowed to fall apart- Until someone says, "You don't have to carry it all anymore. Let me."