Kamal
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 24m
Ongoing, First published Apr 11, 2023
Those eyes were suns themselves, and lips they were not lips, it was a honeydew direct from heaven. Her nose was worth dying for and nose pin started teasing his heart. The golden mantel on her head was giving her the glow of a goddess, which she sure was,  and he wouldn't shy out from admitting that he is bewitched by her beauty. He was sleeping in on it, day or night, those eyes would always tease him, those shiny yellow eyes.

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"You destroyed my life. I hate you from the core and I will never forgive you. What you have done to your love no one has ever done to their enemy even! I curse you an eternity of loneliness! Live with this guilt, live with this burden, for you shall never die..." 

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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
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[Book-2]ငါလေးကတာဝန်ကျေတဲ့ဇနီးလေးနဲ့မေတ္တာရှင်မိခင်ဖြစ်လာတယ်[ဘာသာပြန်] cover
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အဆိပ်ရှိသောကျေးလက်က 'ကြင်ယာတော်' (Book II) cover
The Enchanting Imperial Concubine (Book 2) cover
The Emperor and his lover cover
Bride of Sultan ~  The Forgotten Rose cover
Baveen cover
Conqueror's Pleasure : From a King to a Concubine cover
I am Prince's pampered wife cover
The Battle of the Noble Ladies (Book 1) cover

[Book-2]ငါလေးကတာဝန်ကျေတဲ့ဇနီးလေးနဲ့မေတ္တာရှင်မိခင်ဖြစ်လာတယ်[ဘာသာပြန်]

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I Became A Virtuous Wife And Loving Mother In Another Cultivation World ##start from chapter 199 **I'm just translate this and I don't own anything**