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𝐄𝐇𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐒 : the bloom of Love - On Hold!

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Time 8h 45m

Reads 17,134
Votes 1,542
Parts 42
Time 8h 45m

Mature

2 new parts

(Needs Major Editing..)

🤚 Note:

This story is my first-ever draft - it has its flaws, imperfections, and its own pace.
The male lead may come off as someone you'll hate in the beginning - because that's how he was created.
Please don't judge too early if things don't go your way.
Just let the story unfold,if you already entered!


Tags:-
#MarriedLifeStory
#PastStory
#ForcedMarriage
#OfficeRomance
#Strong-yet-Quiet Female lead 
#Grumpy
#Arrongant Male lead.
#ComplexRelationship


•Ishani Verma - Once a lively sunshine girl who could talk nonstop from dawn to dusk, leaving chaos wherever she went. A bundle of cuteness, kindness, and an unshakable ego of being Ishani!

•Reyansh Singh Malhotra - A man of his word. Grumpy, bossy, and dominating. He has never been interested in love or commitment, keeping his heart as cold as his demeanor.

But fate has its own plans...

Under unforeseen circumstances, Ishani is forced to marry none other than her boss, Reyansh Singh Malhotra-the man who despises her to the core.

Their worlds turn upside down as the once bubbly, free-spirited Ishani transforms into a dutiful housewife-a role she never imagined for herself. 

Yet, despite her sacrifices, she is never cherished, never loved. And as for Reyansh? The man who once hated her now finds himself drawn to the very woman he swore he would never care for.

This is a journey of hatred tangled with fate, egos clashing with selflessness, and two souls unknowingly bound together. But when an unforeseen storm shatters their fragile connection, will love be enough to bring them back together?

Will Reyansh ever realize the depth of his cruelty toward his wife?
Will Ishani ever be respected-not just as a housewife, but as his wife?
What will tear them apart? And how did their journey of hate even begin?


To uncover the answers, dive into "Ehsaas - The Bloom of Love," where emotions run deep, love hides behind unspoken words, and fate weaves a story of pain, passion, and redemptioAll Rights Reserved

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