His biwi , Her Abhi 18+
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"aap yeh kya- kya k- kar rahe hai " she asked timidly.
"nothing just worshiping my biwi,hmmm" he said while wearing her anklets.
"b- but ---"she closed her mouth as he warned her just by his eyes not to talk.
she was continuously looking at him as he was the most beautiful thing in the world well yes for her ,he is.
he slowly kissed her feet as she flinched by sudden touch.
"a--aap yeh kyun ,aap humare pair nhi chu sakte " as she finally said after keeping her encourage.
" kyun pati hai tumhare ,tumhare pair kya har ek chiz par humara hak hai ,samjhi? " he asked while raising his eyebrows.
"ji,p-par---"
" ab so jao kafi raat ho gayi kal subah uthna bhi hai ,
aur maa ne kaha tha ki abhi kuch rasame aur hai"he said while turning to the night lamp to blow off .
she slowly laid on the bed as his one arm was under her head and second was grasping her waist tightly as he would loosened a bit she will go away.
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arrange marriage.
sarpanch
biwi
village
1970's
mature content 18+
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Arrange Deal Of Marriage 18+
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PHIR MILENGE ( HIS REINCARNATED LOVE)|| 18+
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𝐊𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐦 ~ 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 |𝟏𝟖+|
𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟎'𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐤 (𝟏𝟖+) Kusum who is 21 year old is about to marry Rajeev Thakur, a 30-year-old schoolmaster - a man of few words, sharp discipline, and silent grief. He's known in the village as a man who keeps to himself, always seen either with books or lost in thoughts under the neem tree near the school. He's marrying kusum not out of love, but out of family pressure and a sense of duty. Unlike most brides at that time, Kusum wasn't nervous or shy. Her heart fluttered not with fear, but with excitement. She eager to begin her own love story, believes her marriage will bloom like the old love tales of her grandparents. Little does she know that the man she's marrying has locked away his heart, and she is stepping into a house that still holds the silent scent of another woman - the one who once wore the sindoor she now will. Yes, you guys are correct. Rajeev is a widower. His first wife, Gulaab, whom he loved deeply and unconditionally, passed away due to some illness, leaving behind a void so deep that he buried his emotions with her pyre. And yet, love has a way of blooming even in the most barren of places. Will Kusum's warmth melt Rajeev's frozen heart? Or will she become just another duty in his quiet, structured life? English translation is available ✨✨
The girl in the shadows
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IT WAS MEANT TO BE HIM
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Embracing The Unspoken
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Junoon - Tere Ishq Ka
Highest rankings:- #1 in Rajputs #24 in brides #40 in adult-content #1 in generalfiction #9 in Royal She gasped when he cornered her frame to the wall, her front banging to the hard surface and his front capturing her from behind. He rasped in her ear huskily grinding his lower body to her, "Tumhe to main pehle hi chakh chuka hu. Trust me, I haven't forgotten how you tasted." A moan escaped her lips feeling his lips on the seam of her ear. A smirk graced her plump lips which she threw his way and muttered seductively, "Explains your obsession with me, Hukum!" He ground his dick to her derriere retorting in a lustful husky baritone, "Are you sure I am the only one obsessed here?" *** Pulling her veil from the dishevelled bed she wore it over her bare self, running fingers through her hair when his deep husky voice greeted her ears, "Naam kya hai?" Throwing him a gaze over her shoulder she stated, "Heer." Running his gaze over her naked form, he stood up covering his own with the scattered clothes when her slow voice asked him, "Or aapka?" Amusement danced in his eyes at her oblivion. Leaning into her he whispered huskily with a smug face, "Ranjha to nhi hai." *** Entering inside the room she shared with her now husband she closed the door behind her. However, the next moment his body towered over hers encaging her between the wall and himself. She breathed out in anger, "Kya badtameezi hai." Only for her anger to diminish when he raised his hand that held a black gun, his deadly gaze staring straight into her fiery ones. He stated firmly, "Aaj ke baad unhe jealous karwane ke liye tumne hamara istemaal kiya to..." The gun landed inside her mouth shaking her from head to toe, and his voice rang in the room, "To thok denge." ~***~ Six lives. Three love sagas. One story! Join them in an epic love chronicle revolving around hidden secrets, revenge, power-battle, obsession and their passion, their junoon for their consorts.Concluída
𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 • 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍
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Taken From Darkness
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Bounded Together By Marriage
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Flower Of My Destiny
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Arrange marriage 💜❤️
STOP RIGHT THERE Mrs Priya Ekaansh Raghuvanshi, a shiver ran down her spine listening his dangerous voice she gulp and tightly close her eyes,she was clutching her saree in her hands that her life depend on it. When she stop at her place but didn't turn then he marched towards her with long strides , he holds her wrist in his tight grip without hurting her he pull her towards him that she collided with his chest she put her one hand on his chest so that she didn't fall. She open her eyes immediately because of his sudden pull,her brown doe like eyes meet with his black and dark eyes which is showing nothing but anger and hurt. But she was not able to maintain an eye contact with him so she immediately look down on her hand which was on his chest. Why the hell are you ignoring me since evening Mrs Raghuvanshi care to explain??he asked with irritating and slight anger in his voice. But she didn't said anything,she was Just looking down,she bite her lower lip in nervousness and his close proximity isn't helping at all. When he didn't get any answer from her he hold her shoulder and yelled at her ANSWER ME DAMMIT. Ji.....ji...wohh....main...she said stammering tears fall from her eyes.because it's her first time seeing his anger. when an innocent and shy girl is arranged into marriage with cold and top most sexiest businesses tycoon. "It is typical arrange marriage without any enemy it's just normal marriage life". let's see how love is going to bloom in both of their hearts. Let's see if he is cold with her also or not??? #6- family #1- Hindi #1-india #14- arrange marriage #10-love life #4- cute romance #3- wifeConcluída
BLOOMING LOVE FROM HATE
He is 30 and she is 19. she yearns for his love, but he hates her to his core. .......................................................................... He rushed to the hospital after receiving the call from the doctor. He felt restless, even though he didn't love his wife, he was scared about his baby's health. After reaching the hospital he enquired about the maternity ward in the reception and rushed towards it frantically. He hurriedly went to the doctor and the doctor explained to him about his wife condition, that his wife is very anemic and she is in depression. If she is not taken care well it will be difficult for her to continue the pregnancy. A wave of guilt hit him harshly ... he feared that he might lose his own blood because of his arrogance. He decided to treat her well atleast until her delivery. He saw around the ward and noticed other pregnant women with their husbands, he felt a pang in his heart realizing how he treated his wife. He entered the room and saw his unconscious wife, she looked pale and weak that's when he noticed she's become skinny after getting pregnant. Her jaw and collar bones are clearly visible to him but once, she was a cute and chubby little girl....but not anymore. To know more about Aditya and Nithya's life dive into our story. ................................................................................Concluída
Mohabbatein
An arrenge marriage tale dating back to 1970s.... A business man and a middle class girl are tied in a bond of marriage, where they accept each other whole heartedly.... One has high temper while the other is soft hearted. Many unexpected things they have to tackle in their journey. Sometime they may face it together , in somecase they may distance themselves. How will they begin their story with eachother? Facing all ups and downs together how will they stand beside eachother ?.... Let's dive in their story....!!! Another reminder Not every 70s story has the daughter-in-law work like a maid or listen to taunt. | I don't own any of the picture I have used in this story, the credits goes to the original owner |Concluída
His "Ranisahiba"
It was her first night after wedding with him but she was shocked when she saw papers on the table. The papers were of their 'Divorce'. They got married a few hours ago, she has not even seen him properly and he kept the divorce papers on the table in front of her. "This marriage nothing means to me. I first only one you that you will be never my wife so don't keep any expectations from me." With that he strom towards the balcony, leaving her in the state of confusion. _______________________ She kept moving back until her back touch to the wall. He placed his hands beside her on the wall caging her between the wall and him. He is slowly lean towards her ear and slowly whispered, "Kya aap firse mere sath shadi krengi? Kya aap fir se mere sath saat vachan lengi? Kya aap fir se mere sath saat phere lengi. Kya aap fir se meri 'Ranisahiba' banengi?" With that his slowly kissed her earlobe. (Will you marry me again? Will you make the seven promises again? Will you take seven rounds around the holy fire again? Will you be my 'Ranisahiba' again?) _______________________ Isha Chopra, a 22 years old girl, from Mumbai. Just completed her studies. Always in happy mood. But one night changed her life. Her cousin sister ran away from her wedding. And she was forced to marry her sister's fiance. She wanted to live her life on her wish, but everything just changed in few minutes. Rudraksh Singh Raghuvanshi, a 27 years old businessman, and soon to be "Rajasahib" of Rajasthan. He never planned to get married. But because of one condition of his grandfather, that when he will get married then only he can be Rajasahib of Rajasthan. So agreed to the marriage.
You and your family came to see me-I said no. Baat khatam. Rishta kahin aur dekh lo. And LEAVE. ME. ALONE!" My chest heaved with emotion, my vision blurred with tears I was trying hard not to let fall. But he didn't even blink. He simply looked at me with that dark, unreadable gaze... and then moved toward me, slow and steady, till I was pinned between his car door and him. No one could see us like this. He leaned in, caging me with his arms on either side of my head. His breath brushed against my skin as he whispered, "You don't wanna marry me... hmm?" I looked away, panic flaring again. He tilted his face, locking eyes with mine. "Bolo." I whispered, "No..." A cruel smirk curled on his lips. "Toh phir kis se karni hai shaadi?" he whispered. "N-no one..." He straightened up-now towering over me-and then, without warning, grabbed my waist and lifted me off the ground. My hands were caught between us, pressed to his chest. "A-Aahan-what... what are you-" I stuttered. "Shh," he murmured, lips brushing against my cheek. "You've said enough. Ab suno." "We're getting engaged in one week. Then the rest of the rituals. And after that," he paused, tightening his grip on my waist, "we'll get married." "Chahe tum khud mandap tak aao... ya main tumhe zabardasti le aaun. Samajh aaya, jaan?"
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