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𝙃𝙚 𝙝𝙚𝙡𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙡𝙤𝙬 𝙬𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚 𝙛𝙖𝙡𝙡- 𝙚𝙖𝙘𝙝 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖 𝙘𝙝𝙤𝙞𝙘𝙚, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚. 



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He tightly grips her arms, digging his sharp nails into her delicate skin. Tears fall from her eyes, silently showing the pain she is enduring.

"You're hurting me," she whispers, barely audible.

"You deserve this pain, whore. Let me show you how a slut is treated," he sneers, shoving her to the ground.

She is still in shock when a large hand strikes her cheek, causing her to cry out in agony. The slaps keep coming, one after another, as he relentlessly beats her.

He unbuckles his belt, making her eyes widen in fear. With a cruel grin, he lashes her repeatedly, not stopping until she collapses onto the cold floor, unconscious.

That day, she was destroyed. Their love was destroyed.
She was accused, her heart shattered. Punished for a crime she did not commit. All because of a misunderstanding that destroyed her entire world.

This is the story of a girl who only showed kindness, but received nothing but hatred in return. All she ever wanted was to be loved, but her dream was destroyed when the man she loved turned his back on her. He abused and broke her.

Will she ever be able to recover from this trauma?All Rights Reserved

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THE DIMENSION ONE : A Debt repayment. She was embezzled on the day of her wedding. Manyata had lived her existence with the drizzle of gold all her life. Protected and kept safe, pampered and cherished. Had she known? The day she believed should be the happiest? She would be running in the middle of nowhere to be saved by a monster who had previously crossed her path once. Prithviraj was no prince, yet he had a borrowed throne. He sat high, but someone's seating position doesn't make one's sense that heightened. He took what was his, in the worst form. A girl. The one who stumbled on his chest, and now fell in the dungeon of his house. Was he the storm that took her away? Or was she the flood he never thought would come across? And never to forget the fact, That storm and floods are always accompanied by each other. Similarly, were these two meant to be? THE DIMENSION TWO : She was a girl he had witnessed for years. Always more exemplary than his previous encounters. But the more devious her exquisite beauty was the more deviant she managed to make him. But, those days of relinquishing her were bound to end, when the lover of the century was ready to lay himself down to whatever awaited him when he took his first step towards her. The future king of Jodhgarh was set to marry only those who are high-matched with him, to seek gain. But the prince has lost his heart already to the girl from another town. Manyata Daiwar was forbidden to know a man because for her the only one worth it was her brother. She never put forth her desires for her brother's interest. Until someone who sought to break rules was brought to life. But on the cost of what? Her being bounded by another. And not just rule, maybe tied around even with ropes.