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Veins & Vows
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Complete, First published Apr 15, 2025
🖤Veins & Vows

A marriage of silence. A war of restraint. A love never spoken-but always felt.

❝ "This marriage means nothing."
"Then why do you look at me like I'm the only thing keeping you alive?" ❞


She married him for protection.
He married her for control.
No love. No promises. Just a signature in blood.

Aarvi Ranawat never belonged in his world.
Too soft. Too quiet. Too breakable.
But the moment she stepped into his mansion,
she became the only thing Rudransh Singh Rajvanshi couldn't ruin.

He doesn't touch her.
But his silence bruises.
He doesn't kiss her.
But his eyes undress her with every breath.

To the world, he's her husband.
To her, he's the man who makes her skin burn from a single glance.

She speaks in whispers.
He rules with them.

And every night-
he watches her sleep like she's the prayer he was never meant to ask for.

This isn't love.
It's obsession, buried beneath restraint.
A slow war of glances, clenched fists, and breathless space between bodies that never touch-
but crave.

❝ "Say you hate me," he growls.
"I can't," she breathes. "I'm too busy pretending you don't make me feel everything I'm not supposed to." ❞

He was never supposed to need her.
But now she's the only thing he can't let go of.
Even if it kills them both.
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