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His Widow

His Widow

Aasha. Was a young beautiful girl and always submissive. She was a classical dancer and had a dream of setting up a dance school and becoming a dance teacher. But her life was going to take a turn into tragedy because her father forced her into marriage. He doesn't respect her and hates her. When she thought what could be much worse her husband was shot right after he put a knot of marriage on her neck. The moment he became her husband she became his widow. Her husband was shot right on the altar while he was tying a knot to her. His blood spilled on her head as he fell down to her side. Horrified, she looked at the spilled blood and her husband. Panic grew among the public as they began to run away. When she looked forward unknowingly her eyes met with the murder. And he was looking at her as well. A smirk laid on his lips as he mouthed to her. "I'll get back to you".
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Chapter: Chapter 141
Hi everyone. I might have put you in so much wait. But here is the thing. In the month of February i got to know my mother is suffering from ulcers. I don't exactly know how the treatment will be but they Said it is severe and just said my mom is lucky enough to escape surgery. That put me
Last Updated: 2025-06-01
Chapter: Chapter 140
That alone was enough to bring tears of rage to my eyes. As I stepped down the staircase, I forced myself to really look at the house for the second time. The first time was right after he married me and dragged me here—when my vision was too clouded with tears to see anything. Now, I stood still
Last Updated: 2025-05-14
Chapter: Chapter 139
**One week.** Only one week has passed. Yet it felt like a lifetime, suspended in the choking fog of boredom and dread. Time dragged its limbs across the floor of this strange new home, echoing hollow and heavy with every breath I took. I refuse to lift a finger in this house—as if I’m some kind
Last Updated: 2025-05-14
Chapter: Chapter 138
Her eyes fell on the sacred thread around her neck—the nuptial chain. Her fragile fingers took it in hand as she examined it with longing eyes. This was the second time she was married, wasn't it? The irony? She was married to her dead husband's stepbrother. Both of them shared a common aim: dest
Last Updated: 2025-05-07
Chapter: Chapter 137
The room was dimlh lit with scented candles spreading fragrance. The balcony door still open with the flowing wind inside the intimate sounds from them echoed. Rose petals lay withered over the bed spread randomly now crippling under them. The white jasmine hung around the bed from the bed posts s
Last Updated: 2025-05-07
Chapter: Chapter 136
Asha’s POV**** Lifting my head, I saw him. Unlike me, wrapped in traditionals, he stood in a crisp white shirt tucked neatly into black pants. His hair was combed back, though a few strands had fallen forward, softening the sharpness of his features. He looked so composed, so unaffected, while my w
Last Updated: 2025-04-11
Her Deceiver

Her Deceiver

She looked up at him fiercely, glaring at him while a tear passed down from the corner of her eye. "You ask me why? Isn't it the dumbest question you ask me? You deceived me. You betrayed me. You made me believe in a false you, you made me believe in a fake identity. And out of nowhere you are a mafia and kidnapped me, caged me here and you still ask me why I betrayed you? Aren't these reasons enough for me to betray you". "I don't want to live here. Not with you. Not with someone who deceived me, who betrayed me. Not with a mafia". "In exchange for my freedom and normal life I exchanged the information with them. You see, it's simple. I betrayed you for my life. Do you understand, Ii betray----". Before she completed her sentence her face turned to the right with a hand on her cheek. She didn't feel anything, but slowly that stinging pain crawled on her cheek. It hurt like hell. Yes, he slapped her. He slapped her hard. "You wanted to be free that badly". "From me"? "To this extent". "Fine then. I'm leaving you" Her heart crushed at his approval as she looked at him in disbelief. But he just walked away not before leaving the keys of his heart with her. ****** She was a normal girl living in India. And he belonged to mafia. A well known terrifying mafia king of Russia. Their both paths crossed and he married her immediately. He showed her all sun shines and rainbows when his reality is anything but that. But one day everything flipped when she got to her husband's identity. What happens when she is kidnapped and caged as soon as she gets to know about her husband's identity.
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Chapter: Note
Hi everyone. I might have put you in so much wait. But here is the thing. In the month of February i got to know my mother is suffering from ulcers. I don't exactly know how the treatment will be but they Said it is severe and just said my mom is lucky enough to escape surgery. That put me at ease and they told is to take so much care. I've stopped going to college and my grandmother came to take care of her and we are taking care of her. Suddenly they began yo talk about my marriage which I despise a lot because first thing I hate marriage and second I'm still jobless. When it went out of hand I snapped which led Mr to know that she is suffering from cancer. Stage 4 stomach cancer. But there is still hope. I got to know in the month of mid April. My mind just blew off. Everything fell apart. I planned to convince my mom about me staying unmarried throughout life and roam around the world. But right now my marriage is the only assurance for her. They are going to get mar
Last Updated: 2025-06-01
Chapter: Chapter 41
"Lovely,” I muttered bitterly. “You unchain the dog for a walk, buy her a shiny collar, and drag her back to the kennel.” I met his eyes in the mirror, venom in my voice. “Except dogs get fresh air. I get bars with curtains.”His jaw clenched. His hands curled into fists at his sides. The storm behind his eyes began to rise.And I remembered—*this* was the calm before the gunfire. Before orders were given with no expression, just consequences.“We had a peaceful evening, Adhri,” he said, voice flat, sharp as a scalpel. “Don’t ruin the atmosphere.”The dismissal in his tone lit a fuse inside me. Tears pooled in my eyes from fury and helplessness. I gripped the pendant.“I don’t want this,” I snapped. “It’s ugly.”“You’ll wear it.”No emotion. Just a fact. A law.I tore it off. The chain snapped, the sound loud and sharp in the silence between us.That did it.He moved.“Enough.”His hand wrapped around my forearm, steel under skin, dragging me to my feet. I cried out, struggling, bu
Last Updated: 2025-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 40
This,” he said. “I asked them to bring a piece of jewelry that resembled your eyes.”My eyes blinked rapidly. I didn’t want to react, but I felt the flush bloom across my face.His gaze dropped, then lifted again, softer now.Maybe I should’ve asked for something closer to your *glaring* eyes—wild fire trapped in amber. But then again… maybe something for your *soft* eyes, too. The ones that burn low and warm. That spread heat without even trying.”I turned away and inhaled like I needed it to stay upright. Falling for this again would be a tragedy I wrote myself into—deliberately. He was the man who whispered lies like lullabies and carved silence like truth.And still… my hands trembled.I hated that.I gritted my teeth against the familiar ache in my chest.His hand moved toward mine—not sudden, not loud. Just a quiet claim. Fingers brushed my skin before curling around it, possessive, yet deceptively gentle.I flinched. Tried to tug away.His grip tightened—quiet steel."Let this
Last Updated: 2025-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 39
He brought me to a photo library. Not just any collection of memories—but a *legacy* preserved in gold-framed reverence. The air itself felt heavier here, as if the walls were holding their breath. Sepia-toned photographs stared down at me, silent sentinels from the past. Men in stiff military uniforms. Medals glinting on broad chests. Eyes filled with iron and fire. It wasn’t just a room of remembrance—it was a gallery of dominance. Of lineage. Of bloodlines sharpened into blades. He stood beside me, silent for a while, then spoke—his voice low, steady, as if reciting something sacred. “It became a tradition,” he said. “Almost a sacred duty. Every man in the family chose the same path. Military. Discipline. Sacrifice. Until one of us broke it.” I turned to him slowly. His eyes were on a particular photo. A man, younger than the rest, with softer features—still holding tension in his stance, but not the same pride. “He was the most different of all,” he murmured. “Didn’t pass ce
Last Updated: 2025-05-27
Chapter: Chapter 38
She stayed silent angry tears forming as she glared at him with blurry vision. "I'll pull them really hard if the answer and your behavior isn't going to be in my favour Adhira. So you better tell me what i want". She gritted her teeth and just when she felt pulling them she hurried. "I will. I will". She exclaimed. He left her nipples as he smoothened them massaging them with the thumb of his pad as she shuddered umder him. She folded her lips in to give him any kind of sound. Her legs clenched tightly hoping he wouldn’t find that subtle movement. All of a sudden he slapped her breasts again. "You will what? Complete it". He again took a hold of her nipples to put her on leash and tug them when she wouldn't listen. Her hands fumbled with his hands afraid he is going to do the sane again. "I said I will. Isnt that enough". He pinched her nipples again and twisted them earning another cry from her. "Not enough. Tell me you will what "? "I will listen to you,
Last Updated: 2025-04-24
Chapter: Chapter 37
The late morning light filtered softly through the sheer curtains as she stirred in his arms. Carefully, she slid his hand off her waist, trying not to wake him. But the moment her skin left his, his eyes fluttered open, watching her silently as she slipped into the washroom without a word.She didn’t return until more than an hour had passed. Her steps were slow, hesitant, as though she were delaying the inevitable. She wore a crimson-red frock that brushed her mid-ankles, her hair still wet and clinging to her skin. She hadn’t bothered with makeup or jewelry. Dolling herself up didn’t feel necessary anymore. With a heavy sigh, she lay back on the bed, her damp hair fanning out beneath her head.He, who had just been adjusting his wristwatch, paused. Sliding the timepiece off his wrist, he placed it quietly on the dressing table, his gaze fixed on her. She had taken longer than expected—intentionally, perhaps. He could’ve used the same washroom, could’ve barged in, but chose not to.
Last Updated: 2025-04-24
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