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"No, Dadii!!! She will stay with me!" Raghav's voice pierced through the quiet drawing room like a crack in glass. His small face, flushed with frustration, quivered with determination. At only ten years old, he already spoke with the authority of a prince one who was never denied anything. Dadii looked down at him with a mix of confusion and unease. "She's... the cleaner's daughter, Raghav. You shouldn't befriend someone like her." "I don't care!" he shouted, fists clenched. "I want her. Only her." There was a pause. A long one. Mrs Malhotra exchanged a glance with Raghav's mother, who stood nearby, her expression tight and unreadable. Finally, She exhaled. "Alright, alright," she muttered, defeated by love. "How can I go against your wish, my prince?" ð "Rajesh," said the madam of the house, her manicured fingers drumming against the polished wood of her chair. "We want your daughter to stay here." Rajesh blinked, unsure if he had heard correctly. "Madam... but she's just a child." "Your child," she said coldly, "is now important to our raghav, he wants her." She paused, letting the words sink in before leaning back. "Twenty thousand monthly. You'll get it if she stays. If she obeys." Rajesh lowered his eyes to the floor. He had never seen such money in his life. "Okay, madam," he whispered, heart sinking. "She will stay. She will do whatever the prince says." ************ Peep into joining the journey of betrayal, love and Unconditional trust. Feel free to imagine The main Characters as your favourite person or the best imagine yourself in place of the Character. Don't forget to Give your reviews and suggestions #2 in Forbidden Love 30/19/25 ðð€
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â® ðð«ðšððð¬ð¬ðšð« ð± ð¬ðð®ððð§ð ðð«ðšð©ð â® âââ⻠·â· â»âââ ð ððšð«ðð¢ðððð§ ð²ðð ðððð®ðð¢ðð®ð¥ ð¬ððšð«ð² ðšð ð¬ðð®ððð§ð ð©ð«ðšððð¬ðšð« ð¥ðšð¯ð ð¬ððšð«ð². ðððððððð ðððððððð , ð 28 ð²ððð«ð¬ ð²ðšð®ð§ð ðŠðð§ ð£ðšð¢ð§ðð ðð¬ ðð§ð ð¥ð¢ð¬ð¡ ð©ð«ðšððð¬ð¬ðšð« ð¢ð§ ð ððšð¥ð¥ðð ð. ððððððð ððððð , ð 21 ð²ððð«ð¬ ðððð®ðð¢ðð®ð¥ ð¥ððð² ð¬ðð®ðð²ð¢ð§ð 3ð«ð ð²ððð« ð¬ðð®ððð§ð ð¢ð§ ð¬ððŠð ððšð¥ð¥ðð ð. àŒËâðâðŠ¹.â§Ë When she thought he wouldn't love her as she is his student, meanwhile he knelt down in front of her parents saying "Because she loves you guys a lot and I love her a lot. Before I confess my feelings I just wanted our relationship with no secrets and I just want to show her how much I love her even if it takes to convince you first before proving her" I said with a smile as I remember her." àŒËâðâðŠ¹.â§Ë It's purely fictional. If anyone have problem with it, so please don't read. The name itself is Their forbidden love, so ofcourse there will be forbidden romance. â¢1ð¬ð ððšðšð€ ð¢ð§ ðð¡ðð¢ð« ð¥ðšð¯ð ð¬ðð«ð¢ðð¬. â¢ðð¡ð¢ð¬ ððšðšð€ ð¢ð¬ ðŠððð®ð«ð ðð®ð ððš ðð ð ð ðð©, ððð«ð€ ð«ðšðŠðð§ðð ðð§ð ððšð«ðð¢ðððð§ ð«ðšðŠðð§ðð. Start - 20th January 2025 Ended - 8th may #4 in india - 18th july 2025 #1 in loveatfirstsight - 15th Feb 202
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