A promise of forever
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Ongoing, First published Aug 29, 2020
Mortal na mag-kaaway ang angkan ng pamilyang  Natividad at Silvestre, noon paman ay nagkakasagupaan na ito pag dating sa pulitika, yaman at mga aririan na mga lupain sa malawak na bayan ng  Poblacion San Martin. Ngunit sumibol ang isang  pag-iibigan mula sa mga anak ng mortal na magkaaway sa katauhan nila Aurora Silvestre at Rodolfo Natividad. Ngunit ng malaman ito ni Rodrigo na siyang ama ni Aurora ay agad itong gumawa ng paraan upang papaglayuin ang dalawa. Pinapatay niya si Rodolfo at si Aurora naman ay ikinulong sa kaniyang kwarto. Lumipas ang mga taon at nagpasiya si aurora na hindi na ito iibig pang muli. Mula sa dapit hapon ng kanyang buhay isinumpa niya na sakanyang pangalawang buhay ay hahanapin niya si Rodolfo at mamumuhay sila ng masaya at magkapiling. Sa pag lipas ng maraming dekada, muling isisilang ang dalawa mula sa magkaibang katauhan. Maalala pa kaya nila ang isat-isa kung sa ibang mga pagkatao na sila?
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This was my first time. I patiently waited for the man Dua Begum told me would be my first to bed with. After starting to bleed two years ago, my stepmother left me at a pleasure house when my father abandoned us. Since then, I've accepted the pleasure house as my new home. He walked in a black Kurta with subtle green eyes and a deep voice. The moment he asked my name and age and then proposed to me for the wedding, I fell in love. There was no denying it. I was just fifteen, and he was nineteen. But, ever since the night of our wedding, he has not come back to take me with him to his home. He left me alone, stranded, burning for him. I did not know who he was. What did he do? All I knew was that he was the soul of my World. My Jaan-e-Jahan. Seven years later, he came back as a storm in my life. As Sultan Rehman Sulaiman. The son of the man who took everything from my family, even before my birth. The reason I ended up in the Pleasure House in the first place. But my love for my husband, the Sultan, is bigger than the mountains, deeper than the oceans, and wider than the skies, even though he is himself a Mountain, impossible to move, an ocean, scaring people to stay away, and a wide sky, impossible to reach. Discipline is everything for him. He is full of love and respect for his family but equally heartless and dangerous toward those who cross him. And, in all of this, I entered his life as a burning flame, a tiny candle's flame, dancing for his attention, crying for his affection, and dying for his love. Until he killed my only loved one. My love died. And, his never bloomed. I was once a bud, unbloomed Rose, who opened my deep red petals for him, and he turned them black, leaving me forgotten inside the dying pages. Was I always forgotten for him? Did he never consider me anything more than a mere responsibility? Will I always be remembered as Bride of Sultan ~ The Forgotten Rose? Mature Content!!! @Copyright 2025