The Wrong Kind of Love

The Wrong Kind of Love

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‼️This story is entirely fictional. If you're not interested in this type of content, feel free to skip it. Kindly avoid reporting. Maya is finally free after her husband Raj dies. She feels no love for the dead man, only sadness for the life she never had. But now, she is trapped by the powerful Rathore family and haunted by a new danger: Arjun Rathore, Raj's older brother. Arjun is stern, strong, and sees Maya as a sacred rule he cannot break. Yet, under his control is a burning, forbidden desire. Maya sees this want and boldly wants him back. Stuck together, their hot desire grows. They share intense looks and secret touches. Raj's death cannot stop the pull between them. This dangerous fire will either save them or burn the family to ash. ..................
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....A son of powerful, wealthy Sarpanch. I belong to a wealthy rich family who live in this village that is the largest one in this whole empire of Ujjain. A family that should be my love, warmth, and comfort ; but nothing like that here exist. I'm Chandra Singh Rathore, the elder brother whose marriage happened after all three younger brothers. You know why? Cause my legs have paralysis and I can't walk in my whole lifetime. Guilt. Anger. Depression. Everything has been subsided in me since childhood. I am a weak man. Very weak man who doesn't even have a true dignity in society. Sitting over the charpai of our house outside the courtyard, I think - today is my wedding night with my wife- Mohini. But the question is, how will I would make her satisfied? How will I make the satisfaction of her sex desires? A man who can't even walk, how will he protect her wife? The last question is : the marriage in which neither I give consent nor she will work? How can a forced marriage work? Mature || 18+

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