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The Forced Bride

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Original title: The Forced Bride

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Rated No.1 #matureaudience #separation #maturelanguage #contractmarriage #loveforever #funnyromance#chicklit || ๐‘ฏ๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’“๐’”๐’• ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’”๐’‰๐’† ๐’‡๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’‰๐’‚๐’“๐’…๐’†๐’“ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’˜๐’“๐’๐’•๐’† ๐’‚ ๐’๐’๐’—๐’† ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’“๐’š ๐’”๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’„๐’‚๐’ โ™ก || They say men always fuck up the things more, he's one of the best examples of those men. He's a mess and he won't even think twice before involving someone else in his mess. His world is dark, so dark that you'll lose all path even if you try to escape it countless times. The loneliness he carried within himself, he believes, can only be pushed away by drowning himself in the thirst of lust which is always flaring inside him to quench. But if only he knew by pushing it, he can't get rid of that loneliness. The ruthless billionaire does not know how to feel. Well he doesn't care about that all he does was fuck and throw without giving a shit about other's emotions. Meet him '๐‘จ๐’๐’—๐’‚๐’š ๐‘บ๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’‰ ๐‘น๐’‚๐’‹๐’‚๐’˜๐’‚๐’•' the male protagonist of this story. He believed he could bend any girl on her knees for a night to satisfy his lust and get his pleasure until his ways collided with her. She wasn't any different and that's what made him hate her more. For a fact now she's his so called "๐‘ช๐’๐’๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’„๐’• ๐‘พ๐’Š๐’‡๐’†" he knew she wasn't any naive dove she knows how to pull her cards and defeat him in a worst way possible. ๐™‰๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ฎ๐™ค๐™ช๐™ง ๐™˜๐™ก๐™ž๐™˜๐™รฉ ๐™๐™ช๐™˜๐™  ๐™—๐™ค๐™ฎ ๐™–๐™ฃ๐™™ ๐™‰๐™–๐™ž๐™ซ๐™š ๐™œ๐™ž๐™ง๐™ก ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ซ๐™š ๐™จ๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š'๐™จ ๐™ก๐™ค๐™ฉ ๐™ข๐™ค๐™ง๐™š. ยฐ ๐๐จ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  b/w the leads ยฐ ๐Œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ T.W. ยฐ Strong fierce Female lead ยฐ Alphahole Male lead but worth character development Arc

Original fiction. Characters and events are invented.

Edited by: Huangguo Drama ยท Updated:

Stories

### Chapter 1: DISCLAIMER

โ˜„๏ธ First of all. This is my first book so there can be lot of spelling and grammatical mistakes I'm trying to edit parts but it will take time. Feel free to correct me in comments. Secondly, I stand by what I claimed in my description that there's no cheating b/w the leads, but I request you to be not impulsive enough to draw conclusions without knowing both side of the story.

โ€ข This series contains sensitive, mature contents including sexual assault, profanities, tormenting, derogatory terms, Human trafficking, smut mature and many darker undisclosed shades happening in specific parts of world.

โ€ข This story line is just an Imagination of the writer. The characters, storylines and the behaviors are only the imagination of writer. It has nothing to do with reality.

โ€ข If you feel uncomfortable you can block but DO NOT REPORT YOU CAN BLOCK IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE!!

โ€ข The writer and the imagine do not mean to sexualize or disrespect any living being.

โ€ข It is purely work of imagination

โ€ข Like and comment if you think my book is good and it's worth your precious time.

โ€ข This book is dedicated to all those victims over there who have gone through worse pain and suffering yet standing strong. It's dedicated to those women who are trying to love themselves as they are.

โ€ข Converted into a Wattpad story before this series was a BTS Fanfiction in my Instagram account @_jjeonwritzz_ all rights of the content is reserved to the author and it's original work.

โ€ข Pictures attached to the chapters are taken from Pinterest and belonged to the credited owners. I have no claims over it.

Copyright ยฉ2023 Akankhya_sahu All Rights Reserved.

Hope you enjoyed reading it.

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### Chapter 2: โ™” Character Aesthetic โ™•

"One day, when I wake up at 3am, unable to sleep, I will look next to me and you will be there. Sleeping peacefully beside me and suddenly, the world won't seem so lonely"

ANVAY SINGH RAJAWAT

AGE- 26

BUSINESS TYCOON

They say men always mess things up; he's one of the best examples of those men. He's a mess and he won't even think twice about involving someone else in his mess. His world is dark... so dark that you'll lose all sense of direction even if you try to escape countless times.

The loneliness he carries within himself, he believes it can only be pushed away by drowning himself in the thirst for lust, which is always flaring inside him to be quenched. But if only he knew that by pushing it, he can't get rid of that loneliness.

The ruthless billionaire does not know how to feel; well, he doesn't care about that. All he does is fuck and throw without giving a shit about others' emotions. Meet Anvay Singh Rajawat , the male protagonist of this story.

He believed he could bend any girl to her knees for a night to satisfy his lust and get his pleasure until his ways collided with hers. She wasn't any different, and that's what made him hate her more.

For a fact, now she's his so-called "Contract Wife." He knew she wasn't any naive dove; she knows how to play her cards and defeat him in the worst way possible.

"The pain, it will leave once it has finished. teaching you"

AVANTIKA SEHGAL

AGE- 2 5

PSYCHOLOGY PROFESSOR, SOCIAL WORKER

Life is never easy right? But for her it wasn't even hard it was just pointless. There was no will to continue it there was no will to end it. Once she was silly enough to lend her heart to the person who crushed it under his painful betrayal. She always thought to herself, how can she let one boy's opinion, on her ruin her mood. How completely and utterly preposterous she was to give him so much power.

The simplest woman you'll ever meet she does not believe in second chances you had one you waste it with your own bare hands now cry or celebrate she doesn't care.

Meet her Avantika Sehgal , the female protagonist of our story. She wasn't less than a turmoil when everyone around her suddenly wanted her to get bounded with that obnoxious person not like she cares whom she was getting married to but all she needed was peace. No drama no problem no emotions and a life lack of feelings her heart now resembles a hard stone too hard to break.

Staying under one roof wasn't enough, ignoring him like he never existed in the first place wasn't enough that now he's standing there claiming her, his wife something she hates the most. He was slowly dragging her in his mess and she was too adamant to let herself be involved.

Before you, dear readers, immerse yourselves in the story of this enigmatic couple, allow me to provide a brief description of the characters' appearances, as the collage may not have fully captured their essence.

Avantika Sehgal is a woman with a lovely brown complexion, blessed with beautiful curves. She embodies the grace and charm of an everyday Indian woman just like you and me.

Anvay Singh Rajawat is a tall, dark, and handsome man who exudes an irresistible, enigmatic aura reminiscent of a charming devil. His muscular physique is sculpted to effortlessly lift the weight of his wife's seductive legs, eliciting cries of pleasure from her lips. ๐Ÿคญ

The Poem from Avantika POV

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