REPAYMENT WIFE (Short Story) [THE MARTYR WIVES BOOK 2]

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.