Falling for HIM

Falling for HIM

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A story of two opposites- Ram and Janki. "Don't even try to think that I consider this a marriage" She said by stretching every word in a low dangerous tone with a disgusted look on her face. His life was shattered there at that moment by hearing those heart-wrenching words from the girl he loves the most...His new wedded bride.His Mardhalu...The shine of his life. "This is nothing but a meaningless drama...I want a divorce as soon as possible and yes don't dare to touch me..You meant nothing to me Mr. Manipulator".
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ΰΌΊπ‘©π’π’π’Œ 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 "π‘πžπœπ₯𝐚𝐒𝐦𝐞𝐝" π‘Ίπ’†π’“π’Šπ’†π’”ΰΌ» ༄⬀◉༄ "Verdant, leave me! What am I to you? A possession? An obsession? Leave me right now!" I yelled, trying to knock some sense into him. He slowly brushed a strand of hair behind my ear, making me feel things I didn't want to. His hand grazed my waist, the warmth of his touch brushing against my bare skin, as my top lifted slightly due to the position he held me in. He touched his forehead to mine, closing his eyes as I did, the intimacy of the moment wrapping around us. "You're my first and last love, darling. You're not just the water I need, you're the oxygen I struggle to breathe. You're my best, my worst, my life, my world. You're mine." At the last words, he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. The soft touch calmed my muscles, but my mind was still a battlefield. Two months before my marriage, Jai used to write poetry, say sweet things, and do all these little romantic dramas. All men are manipulators. I know Vedant isn't, but I can't trust anyone right now. I wanted to push him away. "You really think you can manipulate me with sweet words? You're a manipulator, aren't you? At the end of the day, you're forcing me to choose you. And what's worst about men is that you only think about yourselves. You want me, but what about me? You never prioritise me!"

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