Unsuitable Proposal
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Twenty-four-year-old Kashvi Acharya doesn't want to get married. Especially when she's at the turning point of her career. She wants to work, progress her career and build a life for herself beyond the confines of home and kitchen- unlike the women in her family.
Definitely no marriage in her plans right now.
Unfortunately, her conservative family didn't get the memo.
Now Kashvi finds herself in a dilemma, be the obedient daughter that she always has been and marry the handsome stranger who fascinates and scares her at the same time... or run away to her freedom.
Just so you know, latter option comes with a certain jilted groom who might be out for a revenge.
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"Antarang," I breathed, my voice trembling. "I'm sorry I hurt you."
My words shattered the moment. The Rage and hatred in his eyes were back. My heart clenched. His grip on me tightened, almost hurting me and grounding me in a reality I didn't want to face.
"Princess," he sneered, his voice dripping with scorn. The once-affectionate pet name now sounded like a curse, and I hated the way it made me feel-ashamed, broken. "Your sorry doesn't mean shit. You made your choice and now it's time to pay for it."
Before I could respond, before I could process his words, he released me. My knees buckled slightly, and I pressed against the wall for support, trying to catch my breath.
By the time I looked up, Antarang was already gone.
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MY BILLIONAIRE HUSBAND |18+
Tropes Forced Arranged marriage Enemies to lovers Banter Billionaire North Indian X South Indian Best friend's brother Sassy heroine Hridhaya always knew Karthick was bad for her blood pressure-grumpy, arrogant, and permanently stuck in rage mode. But when their families drop the ultimate MARRIAGE bomb and decide they should get married, she realizes she's officially living in her worst nightmare. HRIDHAYA: Marrying Karthick worser than to: ❌ Be buried under a mountain of cockroaches. ❌ Watch a three-hour TV serial in slow motion (with dramatic zoom-ins on everyone's shocked face). ❌ That's worse than being trapped in an elevator with a nosy auntie. ❌Worser than eating soggy panipuri all my life But no. Instead of living my peaceful, Karthick-free life, I'm now stuck in a wedding I never signed up for-with him, Mr Always Angry, cactus Karthick. The man who argues with me like it's his full-time job.This isn't a wedding. This is a hostage situation. KARTHICK: If someone had told me I'd be married to Hridhaya, I would have laughed in their face. Or screamed. Or maybe jumped into a crocodile-infested river-less painful than this. I hate her Because marrying Hridhaya? ❌ Using a blunt razor on the face and ending up with battle scars. ❌ Worse than being stuck in a never-ending WhatsApp family group. ❌ Worse than getting stuck in traffic right before reaching home when you really need to pee. She's bossy, loud, and has an answer for everything. And now? She's my wife.This is not a marriage. This is a lifetime sentence. The Real Problem? Between petty sabotage, accidental attraction, and a wedding they never asked for, their battle isn't just about avoiding marriage anymore-it's about surviving it. Because the more they fight, the closer they get... and the closer they get, the more dangerous this game becomes. Brace yourselves. This isn't just a wedding. It's an all out war.Complete
Bound By Vows (Completed) ✔️
#Mature Content in later chapters# A sharp pull by my wrist brought me back to the wall. I hold my breath for a moment. "what the hell" I cussed. "Shh, baby girl" he exclaimed. I cringed with the endearment he used. He brought his face near to my face. His breath is fanning all over my lips. It raised my heartbeat to a different level. It must be heard by him also. His smirked face saying it all. His eyes are gazing over my lips and he started closing the small gap we have between our lips to be mingled into one. Sensing his intentions I closed my eyes & moved my face to the left. He stopped right away & increase the gap between us which I really appreciate but the hold of his hand on my wrist is very tight. It started paining me slowly. "Now listen to me very carefully, we might be lawfully wedded husband & wife. But you are nothing to me. I have only married you because of my doll" he said rudely to me. I forcefully release my hand from his hulk like grip which resulted into breaking my bangles & a piece of glass cut into my hand. It hurt me like hell. There must be a big cut in my hand. Ignoring the pain in my hand. I showed my other hand finger towards him and said "even I was not interested in this marriage. I am kind of forced into this" Which I am not, my subconscious mocked me. But I wont give him that satisfaction. Although I was not forced but I had no other option than to accept this marriage. ______________________ To know more do read "Bound by Vows"😉 WARNING- This is the first draft and you will find mistakes but i will correct them when i get the time to edit it. ##I have removed the story from here and moved to another platform. If you want to read whole story, it is available on other platforms**** Link in my bioComplete
MY SECRET ADMIRER ❤️
It's a love story between a college girl and a handsome ceo 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 Swetha Natrajan❤️ She is a 20 years college girls who is silent, loves her friend very much ,kind hearted,innocent always insecure herself as average bubbly girl, not been in a relationship, slighting only🙈 Karthik vishwanathan❤️ He is a 25 years old charming attitude boy returning from Canada after completed the studies he don't believe in love ,had a rude arrogant attitude ,gonna take over his fathers one of the biggest healthcare company in India 🔥🔥 . . . . " I h_hate u_u.." i stuttered while sobbing his blood shot eyes made me rethink of what I said " what u said!" Hes taking dangerous steps towards me A sob left my mouth his eyes softened a little he dragged me into him I'm collided into a hard chest " leavee mee " i said struggling under his strong embrace " Shut up " he said in his stone voice and hugged my tightly caresses my back i stiffened by his action " I_I don't want this mar_riage" somewhat i managed to say it He realised me from the embrace his face become red from anger veins pooped out from his forehead my eyes widened by seeing him " there is a level for my patience and self control buttu..." taking a deep breath "I'm trying really hard don't trigger me "YOU ARE MINE" from the moment i set the eyes on you get that into your head". . . . 😈😈😈😈😈 What u guys think gonna happen will Swetha fall for his love let's see..Complete
A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.
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