HIS CHILDHOOD LOVE

HIS CHILDHOOD LOVE

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She was married before she understood what marriage meant. Shivanya Rathi - a child bride bound to the Rathore heir... in a ritual that decided her entire life. Rudraksha Rathore never rejected her. He never broke the marriage. He just left. For twelve years. Not for another woman. Not to escape her. But to become something greater. Power. Empire. Control. He didn't return... not even for twelve hours. Not for festivals. Not for her tears. And in his absence- Shivanya fulfilled every duty of a Rathore bahu. Head covered. Anklets silent. Loved by her Devar. Respected by Nandh. Blessed by Baba sa and ma sa. Yet when Dadi Sa's words burned her pride... When Bua Sa shattered her dignity in the royal hall... No one protected her. Because even love bows down to family politics. While she endured cruelty in silence- Rudraksha was rising in darkness. Becoming the Mafia King. Feared across borders. And now... The future King of Rajasthan. But when a man returns crowned with power- Does he remember the girl who carried his name through twelve years of humiliation? tropes Strong male lead innocent female lead
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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