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Broken💔

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Parts 14
Time 40m

Reads 52
Votes 24
Parts 14
Time 40m

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indiandrama love sacrifice

" No! Let go of me! I didn't know you could stoop this low devika and you! Ira! I never expected this from you" priya says with a hint of suprise and disgust. She was tightly tied with a rope to a huge pillar.
 " Oh you just shut up, This hands that has rohan's name imprinted on them Will not survive this incident. It should have been my hands that had rohan's name imprinted on them but I will make sure on this karva chaut that you priya arjit Singh leave this world forever and regret the fact that you ever step foot in the randhava mansion! I promise you that priya arjit Singh." Devika says with a smirk on her face.All Rights Reserved

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Abhimanyu pov I grabbed her arms dragged her to our room and pushed her to the wall. I clutch her waist. She is trying to push me away. But I am stronger than her tiny winy figure. She was about to leave the room but I held her hand tightly. I never thought in my life that Takes would behave with my fragile doll like a devil. But no she takes me? for granted. I craved for her in my life and she wanted to leave me for that reason. I again clutch her hand very tightly. she closes her eyes very tightly and tears roll down from her cheek. I want to stop myself but no Abhimanyu not today. "Enough is Enough open your eyes damm it give me my answer. Tell me what do you think of yourself?? Am I looking Mad at you. You tiny head little stubborn girl." I said in one go or looked at her who standing looking very sacred. I want to stop myself but No Abhimanyu Not today. "Now you will not step out of this room understood if you did then I would hurt myself..." I said in a dangerous tone and she looked very shocked... "Try me Mrs. AROHI ABHIMANYU SINGH SHEKHWAT..."" I said and broke the glass with my hand blood came out from my hand. , She doesn't speak a word. But slowly held my hand but I jerked her hand and pushed her onto the bed because the stunt is did today was very dangerous. I will not forgive her easily. I leave the room after looking at it from outside.

Kabir-Kajal:- The Saga Of Love by SSneha7

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WHEN WORLD'S COLLIDE by be_you7

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His Innocent Bride

Abhimanyu pov I grabbed her arms dragged her to our room and pushed her to the wall. I clutch her waist. She is trying to push me away. But I am stronger than her tiny winy figure. She was about to leave the room but I held her hand tightly. I never thought in my life that Takes would behave with my fragile doll like a devil. But no she takes me? for granted. I craved for her in my life and she wanted to leave me for that reason. I again clutch her hand very tightly. she closes her eyes very tightly and tears roll down from her cheek. I want to stop myself but no Abhimanyu not today. "Enough is Enough open your eyes damm it give me my answer. Tell me what do you think of yourself?? Am I looking Mad at you. You tiny head little stubborn girl." I said in one go or looked at her who standing looking very sacred. I want to stop myself but No Abhimanyu Not today. "Now you will not step out of this room understood if you did then I would hurt myself..." I said in a dangerous tone and she looked very shocked... "Try me Mrs. AROHI ABHIMANYU SINGH SHEKHWAT..."" I said and broke the glass with my hand blood came out from my hand. , She doesn't speak a word. But slowly held my hand but I jerked her hand and pushed her onto the bed because the stunt is did today was very dangerous. I will not forgive her easily. I leave the room after looking at it from outside.