Bound by Fate 💫🖤

Bound by Fate 💫🖤

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Sometimes destiny doesn't ask for your choice, it just ties two souls together in the name of fate. Siya never believed in love again after being broken by the one she trusted the most - the man who promised her forever and left her shattered with scars she hides behind her silence 💔 When her parents suggest Ayaan, a man calm yet unreadable, she agrees - not out of love, but because moving on seemed easier than holding on to the past. What she doesn't know is that Ayaan has always carried feelings for her - quietly, deeply, possessively ❤️ Now bound in an arranged marriage, Siya finds herself drawn to his protective presence, the intensity in his eyes, and the warmth hidden behind his silence. Between fear and longing, between past wounds and present care, she begins to wonder whether fate is really cruel... or if it finally gave her a second chance 🌙 💫 A story of fear, trust, and the slow bloom of love between two souls destined to meet.
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𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

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