Unaware Of Untiteled Threads

*ARSHI*( female lead)
the girl being abandoned by her blood but still, she always accepted her life as a normal one with the only wish to achieve what meant to be hers either by hook or rook,
she was an important soul but still unknown to the world, the one who knew real her was herself
all she knew was to ignore problems and reality and try to secure the present as much as she could.

*DARSH*(male lead)
the born crown prince and only treated to be a king one day, that was something he never wished for
he forgot all the rules and culture only until fought once for his choice, which he achieved through his hard work to rule the top of the business world, he's ruthless, and mysterious as he never intended to use his prince tag to achieve his goal
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the gun was held on my head by none other than 'chote hukkum' as I sat under his desk while he talked or more like listening to these dumbasses, Now how the hell I tell him that I am not a bit afraid of his toy, ugh fuck this world I am tired man,
but what about the marriage he wants? no, I can't handle more untitled relationships in my life, why me? please..please I can't, I took a deep breath no.. not to control my tears cause I never let them roll down, not this time too,
I tried to crawl aside but he shifted his seat blocking me with his legs on either side of me, the view I am gettin'- shut up Arshi
"Okay then, the only way is to pass the whole responsibility to the next expected hier-" the oldie was speaking but Hukkum cut him, with the words that made me sniff the whole confusion that can ever exist...
" I am married.... already.."
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his grip was hard on both of my hands as he pinned them above my hand... he was drugged, and his grip was getting incredibly tight and loose simultaneously like he wanted to control like he too didn't wanna hurt me...
" hukkum plea-" my plead got cut off as he bit hard on my neck and I bit my lips not to shout my pain out,
"Please..." he whispered.. and that's where I lost it