From Debt to Desire
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MatureComplete Tue, May 26, 202612h 28m
He is 32 - mature, arrogant, feared by everyone and practical - the powerful village headman whose word is law.
She is 19 - naive, bubbly, and emotionally driven - a common village girl from a poor background.
He believes in control.
She believes in love.
He forcefully married her, and she was forced to marry him.
They say opposites attract...
but will they?
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