A Tale of Desi Romance and Arranged Marriage
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Blurb:
She doesn't want to be swept off her feet, She doesn't want to fall in love with him, She is heartbroken, She tries her best to ignore him. But he says,
"If she doesn't want to get swept, that doesn't mean I won't make her, right? I won't give up on her; she's been through something that has made her that way. And she has a lot of insecurities, which I am going to make go away by showering her with more love than anyone ever has. Isn't that what you taught me, mom and dad, to never give up? So that's why I won't give up until I have all her love to myself."
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Meet Nyesa and Ayaan, an Indian couple whose paths intertwine in an arranged marriage. While Nyesa is compelled into this union by her parents, Ayaan is granted the freedom to choose.
When Ayaan first lays eyes on Nyesa, an enchanting beauty unlike any other, he finds himself instantly captivated. However, Nyesa has vowed never to fall in love with him. Haunted by her past, burdened by self-doubt, and struggling with daddy issues, she is convinced she can never truly love herself, let alone someone else.
But Ayaan is determined to change her perception and heal her wounded heart. As they embark on their honeymoon, surrounded by breathtaking landscapes and exotic cultures, he makes it his mission to shower her with affection and show her the depths of her worth.
As they share intimate moments and explore the depths of their souls, an unexpected love blossoms between them. Nyesa begins to let go of her reservations, and Ayaan's devotion gradually melts away the walls she has erected. Together, they embark on a transformative journey of love, self-acceptance, and empowerment.
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Rankings mentioned in the book.
#Mature Content in later chapters#
A sharp pull by my wrist brought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment.
"what the hell" I cussed.
"Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used.
He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirked face saying it all.
His eyes are gazing over my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one.
Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left.
He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly.
"Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me.
I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand.
I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this"
Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me.
But I wont give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage.
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To know more do read "Bound by Vows"😉
WARNING- This is the first draft and you will find mistakes but i will correct them when i get the time to edit it.
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