Not Your Fairytale
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  • Reads 139,319
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  • Parts 89
  • Time 26h 8m
Ongoing, First published May 28, 2023
Mature
4 new parts
This story is about Sanjana and Sana,two girls born in different elite families are trapped in marriage and they become Daughter in law of one of the most powerful family in India-The Rathore's
They get married to Ranvijay Singh Rathore and Digvijay Singh Rathore respectively.
Sanjana-Please don't abort this child,I beg you it's been five years to our marriage and I have had three abortions please no more
Ranvijay-I don't want to become father of a child who has a pathetic and disloyal maternal household. 
........
Sana-Please don't rape me
Digvijay-(Slaps her)Your pleads make no sense I ll take what I want.Sex after marriage is not rape
Sana-Without consent it is
"Bohot zaban chalne lagi hai"
And that's when he beats her with belt.

(The story is in Hindi and English so you need to know both the language to dive into the story... translations are available but not for all the Hindi dialogues.)
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