Him&His

Him&His

mnish321
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"π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘π‘π‘’π‘› 𝑖𝑓 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑑 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑑𝑖𝑑 𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑦 π‘¦π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘  π‘Žπ‘”π‘œ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘  𝑖𝑛 π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘›π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘™π‘‘?" Her world shattered with those few words. She knew nothing of her father's past, only the fragments of a whispered conversation her mother had on her last birthday. Now, those secrets have surfaced in the form of a man who is as beautiful as he is heartless. He has her family's reputation in the palm of his hand, and he only wants one thing in exchange for his silence. "π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑑 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘?" she had breathed, trembling under his dark gaze. His answer was a death sentence to her freedom: "π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’." Trapped in a high-tech mansion where every wall has eyes and every door is locked by his command, Zoya-a science student whose life was once defined by textbooks and lab practicals-must now navigate a dangerous game of cat and mouse. πΉπ‘œπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ, 𝑖𝑑 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘π‘Žπ‘™ π‘˜π‘–π‘‘π‘›π‘Žπ‘π‘π‘–π‘›π‘”-π‘Ž 𝑠𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑒𝑛, π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘“π‘¦π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘“π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒, β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘šπ‘–π‘™π‘¦, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘Žπ‘“π‘’π‘‘π‘¦. 𝐡𝑒𝑑 π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ β„Žπ‘–π‘š? π‘‡β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘šπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘™π‘¦ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘‘ 𝑠𝑑𝑒𝑝 𝑖𝑛 π‘Ž π‘šπ‘’π‘‘π‘–π‘π‘’π‘™π‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘™π‘¦ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘“π‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘šπ‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘π‘–π‘’π‘π‘’ π‘œπ‘“ π‘£π‘’π‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’. πΈπ‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘™π‘‘ π‘”π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘’, π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘™π‘œπ‘π‘˜π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘π‘œπ‘œπ‘Ÿ, π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘€β„Žπ‘–π‘ π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘šπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑖𝑠
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The Unkown Husband

"Fair skin. Sweet voice. Flat tummy. Shy and gentle." If that's the checklist for a perfect heroine, let me save your internet data. I scored a solid zero out of five. My name is Priya. I'm 25, dark-skinned, 62 kg, and have a voice so heavy that delivery boys call me "Brother" on the phone. I never expected love. I just wanted to work my government job in Madurai and live freely. But without warning, my traditional, horoscope-obsessed father dropped a bomb: I was getting married in exactly two weeks. I didn't even see the guy's face properly before the Thali was tied. Now, I am stuck with Varun-a 27-year-old child specialist doctor at Madurai GH. He has a brilliant, smooth accent, a cool attitude, and a dangerously short temper. He didn't want this marriage either. This isn't a fairy tale. It's a forced reality between two total strangers. Click "Read" to see if we survive each other.

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