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The Warrior Princess

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Parts 89
Time 19h 4m

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"Humpe vishvaas karti hai aap?" He asked, his voice deep, touched with something possessive, something intimate.

(Do you trust me?)

His fingers found the lace at her back, toying with it slowly.
His eyes never left hers-watchful, patient.
It wasn't just about trust.
It was a question laced with heat, with meaning.

There was a pause. Not of doubt, but of weight. Then her lips curved in a quiet smile, soft as a petal opening to dawn. "Khudse bhi adhik." 

(More than myself.)

That was all he needed.

He lifted her without a word-her giggle light, her bangles chiming. Her ghagra fluttered as he carried her inside.

The bed waited, simple and quiet. He laid her down like a prayer, eyes never leaving hers.

Their lips met-slow, aching. Her fingers undressed him. Clothes fell. Skin met skin.

Under the sheet, he moved with her-gentle, deep, worshipful. She gasped, clung to him, whispered his name.

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Dedication says it all ..Read to know more.. . . . . The prince who never wanted to get married. He dedicated his life for his people and kingdom. His day begins with meeting his Aai Saheb and end with practicing battle skills. He who was never scared of death and was the fame and a man with great power of Gaekwad clan of Maratha empire. The princess of the Patil clan of the Maratha empire. She who was Brave and carrying a legacy of courage and fearless spirit. A humble heart showing no trace of pride. Vibrant smile and personality, infecting the room with pure joy. Ambitious and active, never resting for a minute. Illuminating ideas that will inspire the world. Knight in shining armor, bold and brave. Angelic and divine, a little beacon of light. ..... "Lay down on the bed" he spoke again. I hesitated which was noticed by him. "Do you trust me?" He asked and i was blank. I don't trust him! Or do i? "I know you don't but i wouldn't do anything without your permission. You say no and i stop. Nothing in this kingdom happens against your will" he replied to my unasked question So i just laid down on the mattress he held the eye contact not once did he lowered his eyesight. He walked over to me and held himself above me dragging up the covers over our heads. We were covered under the covers completely. "Spread you legs for me love".. ... Fate get's them together and they become the most powerful clan of the Maratha empire.The most powerful king and queen of the clan.

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𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲? 𝗔 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁? But are you sure it's beautiful... and not painful? Dev Oberoi might disagree. Young, wealthy, dangerously handsome-Dev had everything. As the second eldest son of one of the world's richest families, life had always been in his control. Money, power, and simplicity were all that mattered. Until a pair of ocean blue eyes met his hazel ones, and his world shifted. A single glance. A fleeting moment. But the spark it left behind was undeniable. Days turned into weeks, then months. Casual encounters became café meet-ups, then something deeper. Love found its way in. But love doesn't always last. On what should have been the happiest morning of his life, Dev received a single message. "We're over." No explanations. No warnings. Just an end. And Ivara Shekhawat? Elegant, fierce, yet soft-hearted-she was a mix of an angel and a devil. Love was never meant for her, not when her own family saw her as a burden. But Dev made her believe in the impossible. For the first time, she had someone who made her feel cherished. For the first time, she dreamed. Until she was forced to destroy it all. That was five years ago. Now, fate plays its cruelest trick. A high-end restaurant. A marriage proposal. A man who never forgot. A woman who never stopped hurting. Dev walks in, expecting just another business dinner for his brother's proposal. Instead, he finds her-dressed in a waitress's uniform, standing before him like a ghost from the past. Coincidence? Or a twisted game of destiny? The past is still there, lingering in the air between them. The pain, the longing, the unanswered questions. The fire never died-it was only buried under five years of unresolved emotions, the fire has now re ignited, but now with flames of revenge and sickening desires. Will love get a second chance? Or will it get destroyed under this new borne Fire? (Sequel to 'Arranged

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His Lethal Desire

"He's bad Aisha.. he killed our mother.." She kneels down on the cold earth, her hands clenching the edge of the headstone as she sobs. The wind howls like the grief in her heart, and the rain pours like the tears on her face. She speaks to the buried grave, her voice trembling with pain. Suddenly, the air shifts, and she feels a presence behind her. She turns, and her eyes meet his. He stands there, looking relieved to have found her. He approaches cautiously, taking in her tear-streaked face and the distress in her voice. He raised a hand in front of her. "Ghar chaliye Aadhya..." He said in an unwavering tone. "Mujhe nahi Jana..please mujhe jaane dijiye" she retreats back. "Aadhya.. mujhe majboor mat kariye. Anjaam aap seh nahi paayengi.." He says in a stern voice. He was a man obsessed, driven by an undeniable and dangerous fixation on her. His love, driven by possessiveness, bordered on the line of obsession. He would do anything to keep her by his side, no matter the cost.