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the shared bride [ Reverse Harem]
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Last published Wed, Jun 10, 2026
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"Him thrusting into her like an animal, while the other was sucking her breasts."
Yugveer: "How dare you go near him!"
Ira (crying): "Please... it's hurting! Aah! Do it a little slower. I'll never go near any other man again!"
Ranveer: "Baby, what can we do now? You should have thought of that before going near that man. This punishment will remind you that you are ours-to ruin, to cherish, ours to live with."
Character Descriptions
Ranveer Rathore - 32-year-old King of Rajasthan. Calculating, dominant, calm on the outside but dangerous within.
Yugveer Rathore - 30-year-old King of Jodhpur. Secret mafia leader, has anger issues, flirty but only with her
Ira Malhotra - 21-year-old innocent girl, abused by her parents. She never knew what real love felt like, she is a broken girl
The Rathore brothers-Ranveer and Yugveer-refused to marry two rich girls, fearing it would lead to fights, jealousy, and division of their empire. They decided to marry one poor, innocent girl who would obey them and never threaten their bond.
For the world, she would be the wife of one. But in secret, she would belong to both.
But what happens when they unexpectedly fall in love with her? What happens when one girl becomes the heartbeat of two dangerous kings? But when some people despise this marriage will they let them be happy or something bad will occur
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