BHRAM: FLAMES OF DESTINY

BHRAM: FLAMES OF DESTINY

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they took a chance and life showed them why they should not have. TANGLED PAST FRAGILE PRESENT WHAT WILL BE TOMORROW? "Sasur ji....swagat nhi kriyega mera?" ( UNEDITED) _________________________________________ " DON'T YOU DARE COMPLETE THAT" his voice thundered across the mansion that was on the verge to be reduced in dust. " I WOULD MR. RAWAT....I AM VERY MUCH DETERMINED TO....." "YOU WILL REGRET THIS MRS. RAWAT" His jaw tensed, nerves popping on his forehead. his eyes empty, yet beneath it , his heart was burning...a suppressed storm on its edge. " NO MORE AKSH RAWAT.....DAKSHA MISHRA IS NOT SOMEONE TO BE TAMED.....I WAS BORN TO BURN DOWN YOUR FILTHY EMPIRE THAT'S BUILT ON MY MOTHER'S GRAVE.....A NAME THAT STANDS ON BLOOD OF INNOCENTS.....PEOPLE WERE RIGHT.....CHOOSING YOU WAS A MISTAKE" His throat bobbed as he shut his eyes in pain Her eyes teared up yet her voice did not wavered. not today. _________________________________________ please do not copy my work. any similarities in any scene or character would be mere coincidence. join in to know what the story unfold. enjoy
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(A bollywood musical story) Italian CEO × Desi Girl Enemies to lovers (major trope) #5-Billionairelove-05/08/25 She was never meant to marry him. They weren't poles apart, they were custom apart. Not by distance, but by 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝘆𝗮, of Indian origin, was born and raised in Italy. Her heart beats for chai, not coffee. Her manners were stuck to desi, her traditions rooted in another land. She spoke both Hindi and Italian, but there was still something her parents never told her. A secret she uncovered too late. He hated her. Hated seeing her, hearing her, even speaking to her. The marriage was just an arrangement and nothing more for him. But when his sharp glares turned into lingering stares, he knew something had shifted. She had quietly made a place into his mind and heart. He didn't know what a saree was, or what made chai so special but sitting in the living room with a cup of tea in his hand, watching his wife draped in simple cotton sarees, somehow became his routine. He didn't know what vermilion meant but when he caught himself smiling every time he saw it on her forehead, he realized something different and beautiful at once: He was falling in love. With his wife. With 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝘆𝗮 "𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨."

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