His Indian Wife

His Indian Wife

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She believed love meant forever. He believed emotions were weaknesses. Fate believed... they belonged to each other. When Lavanya Nair, a gentle commerce teacher from Tamil Nadu, finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, tradition, and family honor, she is forced into a marriage she never wanted - to a man who doesn't believe in love. Dante Russo, an emotionless Italian mafia heir, only agrees to the marriage to protect his family's name after his sister elopes with Lavanya's brother. Cold, calculated, and a stranger to tenderness, Dante sees Lavanya as nothing but a necessary obligation. But what happens when two wounded souls - one burning with hidden fire, the other buried in silence - are bound together by rituals older than time? In a home wrapped in jasmine and sandalwood, under vows spoken in languages neither fully understands, a story unfolds... of pain, of power, and of a slow-burning connection that neither can name. --- A tale of forced vows, shattered trust, family legacies, and the unexpected tenderness born from the ashes of betrayal. This is not a love story. This is how strangers become something more.
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To save her family from ruin, Ally agrees herself as a maid to Dante, a cold and powerful Mafia lord her father owes a dangerous debt. What begins as a desperate sacrifice slowly turns into a tangled web of secrets, and forbidden desire-where duty clashes with a love neither of them expected. Snippet; Dante's gaze locked onto mine, and for a moment, everything else disappeared. There was no staff, no house, no duties. Just us. "I mean..." He paused, taking a step closer, and this time, he didn't hesitate. His hand lifted to my face, his thumb tracing my jawline, soft and slow. "You mean everything," he said, his voice thick, rough. "And I'm done pretending that I don't feel it." I gasped, the words hitting me harder than I expected. It wasn't just the kiss now. It was the admission. The truth hanging in the air between us. His feelings-his real feelings. I didn't know what to say. Didn't know if I should say anything at all. But then, before I could even blink, his lips were on mine again. This time, there was no hesitation. No pulling back. Just him, taking what he wanted. And I couldn't stop myself from wanting it too.

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