The possesive husband

The possesive husband

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Fantasy
In the quiet confines of a small village, Amyra Parmar, a gentle and reserved young woman, finds herself at the center of a storm she never anticipated. Her life takes an unexpected turn when Rudra Singh Thakur, the powerful sarpanch of the village, becomes obsessed with her after a chance encounter at a local fair. Driven by his intense and possessive desire, Rudra's control over Amyra's life becomes increasingly suffocating. As Amyra navigates the complexities of her new life under Rudra's constant scrutiny, she struggles to find her own voice and independence in a world where her every move is dictated by the man who claims to love her.
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What is the meaning of this, Vani?" he seethed, his eyes locked onto hers. "Are you so starved for attention that you seek it from other men?" Vani's heart sank as she realized the storm that was brewing in Rudra's eyes. She tried to speak, to explain that it was just a professional conversation, but her words caught in her throat. "I-I was just disc-," Vani stammered, her voice trembling. "There's nothing more to it." Rudra's rage intensified. He clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white. "Don't lie to me, Vani," he growled. "I saw the way you were looking at him, the way he was looking at you. You think I'm blind?" "Stop with your obsession Rudra, you are ruining my life and my career" Vani yelled. It intensified Rudra's rage more. "Am I huh" Rudra laughed and in an instant he yanked her by her elbow towards him. "Don't forget you are and who you belong to" Rudra said increasing his grip on her more making her whimper in pain. "Rudra it hur-" "Correct, Rudra, me, your husband... You, Mrs. Vani Rudra Singh Rathore belong to me"

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