FORCED TO BE HIS[On Hold]

𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 1 𝐨𝐟 "𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒" 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
⊹ ࣪ ﹏𓊝﹏𓂁﹏⊹ ࣪ ˖𓍼ོ ⭑⚝

As I jerked my arm, trying to break free from his unyielding grip, his fingers only tightened, digging into my skin. "Lett me go!!" I shouted, my voice sharp, eyes blazing with defiance.

He didn't flinch. Instead, he pulled me closer, his chest pressing against mine with an intensity that made my pulse race. "You have no choice but to marry me..." His tone was dangerously calm, almost too calm. "Keep resisting, and I'll turn your 'no' into a desperate 'yes'."

"In your dreams!" I spat back, my chest heaving with anger.

His smirk only deepened, that cocky grin that made my blood boil. "Behtar hoga ki ap humare sapno ke bare mein na jane," he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. ("You'd be better off not knowing about my dreams.")

Before I could push him away, his arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me even closer. My chest collided with his solid frame, and I froze for a moment, overwhelmed by his strength. I twisted, trying to break free, but his hold was like iron.

He leaned down, his lips grazing my ear, sending a hot shiver through me. "Shh... Jaan, you have no other choice. You'll marry me. There's no escaping it." His words were dark, possessive, and sent a chill down my spine.

I threw my head back, locking eyes with him, determined not to show the effect his words had on me. "I'd rather burn in hell!" I snapped, my voice trembling with fury.

His low chuckle echoed in my ear. "Then I'll gladly burn with you," he whispered, and in a flash, I was lifted off the ground, his strong arms holding me tightly against him.

I gasped, realizing how easily he could control me. "You can't run from me, Aashvi. You belong to me."

What happens next? Read now for that..
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"𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐒" is a fiery romance that dives deep into the tension between!!