Aseer-e-Taqdeer
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She grew up hearing one thing only-
"He is your husband. Serve him. Respect him."
At just seventeen, Ayat Raees is the fragile flower of the haveli, too innocent to understand love, yet bound by a nikah that was written in her childhood.
And then there's him-
Wali Raees. Thirty years old. Cold. Untouchable. The man who carries the entire Raees legacy on his shoulders. To the world, he is ruthless and dominant. To her, he is a stranger who makes her heart race with both fear and longing.
He never asked for her. Yet he will never let her go.
Because in his world, Ayat has always been his-by name, by blood, by fate.
But when innocence collides with dominance, when fear begins to twist into forbidden desire... will the fragile bride survive the storm of the man called Wali Raees?
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