THE NAME HE WHISPERED: MISHA || Part I

THE NAME HE WHISPERED: MISHA || Part I

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Fiction
Romance
Romantic Comedy
Dark Romance
Slow Burn
Misha Rajput & Yuvaan Singh Rao ~ Misha sat silently in her bridal attire, her teary eyes fixed on the mirror while her hands trembled in her lap. Her heart felt unbearably heavy knowing that in a few moments, she would marry a man she had only known as a distant childhood memory. Fear, nervousness, and emotions tangled inside her chest as the reality finally hit her - tonight, she would become the wife of a stranger. "Mumma... what if I can't do this?" Misha whispered softly,Tears gathered in her eyes as she looked at herself in the mirror. "I only met him once... years ago. And today... I'm becoming his wife." Her voice cracked under the weight of fear and emotions she had been hiding all evening. ____________________________________________________________________ "An Arrange marriage wrote their beginning but love rewrite the entire story".✨ He thought it was just responsibility. Turns out, it was love quietly growing in his heart everyday for Misha. Their arranged marriage was only the beginning -The real story would start when love and chaos collided....
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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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