Novel & Cerita Indian Wife Swapping Stories

"So, who is this young lady with you Mr. Ranvijay?" One old man in his forties asked him with a smirk on his face. "She is my wife. Mrs. Ranvijay Singh Sekhawat." Ranvijay emphasized the last part by giving a light warning to the stand by people to lower their gaze. "Wow. That's nice. We didn't know that you got married to a foreigner." A young man asked who was the same age as Ranvijay. "She is not fully a foreigner. She is the older daughter of Rana Pratap Singh Solanki. She was born and brought up in Italy."

She couldn’t help but wonder how many unspoken histories were buried in this family — and how many were about to surface. The castle grew taller, Rachel squealing each time the tide kissed the base. To passersby, they looked like a picture-perfect family sharing a simple joy. But under the hum of the waves, the truth pressed heavy — one man’s longing, one woman’s refusal, and a child unknowingly stitching them together in ways neither could escape. The waves had begun to calm, rolling gently as if the ocean itself wanted to listen. Francesca spread out the cooler’s contents onto the mat — fried rice, grilled chicken wings, plantain, and bottles of malt sweating in the sun.

Gwen quickly stood up and moved over to sit at the old man's table. "What are you doing here?" Gwen asked. "You can see for yourself I'm eating," the old man replied calmly. Gwen let out a soft huff. "I've used that comb three times already out of sheer desperation!" "Hmm, so you ended up as a rich man's wife again?" the old man asked. Gwen nodded weakly. "Regret is useless now. I made the swap because I desperately needed a large sum of money to save my husband and mother-in-law."

"Wow we have a doctor on call... I am Radha. Originally I am from India but my parents are settled in the US for the last 20 years so I am Indian-American." "That's cool Radha. I love Indian food... Hope I will get to eat some Indian cuisine since we have a kitchen in this apartment... So what brings you to the trip?" Josh asked excitedly "Well next month I am getting married. It's an arranged marriage.so I thought let's have some last blast before getting hitched." "Wow. That is awesome." Mary said thinking about something " Now definitely I am looking for some Indian cuisine," Josh said licking his upper lips with his tongue

I scolded her for more than a day but then I knew she was a hard-core woman, so we all planned to do something. We put a successful plan and we all went to India without letting our parents know. And as per our plan, Ishita went by herself to that man and acted like a money-minded bitch who is also a billionaire. He didn't first trust her so he asked her to seduce a few men for what she did for the main goal and then he started to trust her. He didn't love her but he decided to marry her for the billions and started to act like he was in love with her while Ishita too acted like that and that all was for only 24 hours.

That was the least I can do to make sure my parents' reputation in the city is not tarnished. "I... I don't want to be married to him anymore. What is marriage Daddy? Is it defined by a piece of paper that he went to great lengths to arrange? On that piece of paper which was supposed to solemnize our bond, I didn't even know what my husband's name was. He hid his name while I was signing. Is that what husbands do to their wives? A marriage that was based on a lie, how can it be a marriage? You tell me. That's why... I would rather be known as Ms. Chandni Malhothra than Mrs. Chandni Bharadwaj." I declared angrily.

Divya POV *********** 5 Years later................ I was arranging the pressed clothes inside the closet and continue to search through my closet for something to wear for tonight Ananya birthday party. Ananya is Anahita 3 years-old baby girl. Anahita and Siddharth were married five years ago. It was an arranged marriage. Siddharth is a doctor and very nice person. He's sanjana aunty son. Sanjana aunty is Akash uncle childhood friend. So they decided to turn out their friendship into relationship. Ana and Siddharth settled their lives perfectly together.

It's a shame for me if my wife is upset about something silly like this, she told me that she didn't need my help Nevertheless, Mrs Deena Maheshwari, a businesswoman and a social worker wanted to open several branches of her ngo in India. I helped her with some lands in our state, she needed an architect for designing all her ngo officers and centres. So I just suggested adhya's name. She easily inquired more about her work and as I was expecting, offered a job for her. It was my first big project, and I know my wife's talent. After completing this she will get more projects and I am glad that she doesn't have to work under anyone. When we will reach the Maldives I organized a special dinner

Varsha swallowed the rest of the words she was about to say. Meghana wanted to say something to wash her hand off but seeing Nityam face she stopped. Because she knows that she was not good as her sister in words, so she chooses to remain silent. Meghana just glare at Varsha. Varsha just pretend not to see her. She took out some documents from her bag and gave them to Nityam and said, "Nityam look, it was all the information Meghana found. The woman named Anvika was overseas and had a very special status. She had been married before but after she come back she divorced. But the main point is, her husband or ex-husband had now disappeared."

I mention my wife by these names. Panda Bulldozer Plum truck Bear Did you all curious to know who is my wife ??. Hhm!!.. My wife is none other than the great businesswoman Sharvya keerthi. She was never failed to get the things which caught her eyes. I'm one of those thing too which caught her eyes. As a result, I was forced to be her husband. I had never hatred anyone until I met her. She was the first person I hate with all my heart. The feeling I had when I was near her was pure hate and disgust. Argh!!.. While talking about her, I forgot to introduce myself.