Dedicated to those girlies who secretly want a strong Army man in their life
the disciplined ones, the quiet ones, the protective ones,
the ones who make you feel safe without even touching you.
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"𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲" ˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ Set in late-1970s Bihar. Kavita Chandra is married at eighteen to Vijay Tripathi, a man seven years older than her, chosen by families and tradition. Thrust overnight from schoolbooks into sindoor, Kavita enters a marriage she doesn't understand and a life that leaves little room for choice. just like her name she wanted to become a writer and study in good college. will her dream come true? read to find out.
ᴱᵛᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ˡⁱᶠᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐ ᵒᶠ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠᵉᵉˡ ʷʳᵒⁿᵍ ⁱᶠ ⁱᵗ ⁱˢⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵘⁱˡᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ʸᵒᵘ. ˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ She's leaning against the railing, half-listening to him talk, half-not listening at all because her attention keeps drifting to his hand. There's a lollipop there-bright wrapper, already unwrapped, like he wants people to notice it. She glances at it once. Then again. He notices. "What?" he asks, amused. She points at it. "What flavour is that?" He raises an eyebrow, clearly entertained. Instead of answering, he smirks and pops it into his mouth, lips closing around the stick slowly, on purpose. She frowns. "That's not an answer." He steps closer. Just one step. Enough to make her look up. Before she can react, he leans in and kisses her. It's quick. Soft. Almost teasing. For a second, she doesn't push him away. Her mind goes blank, heart jumping straight into her throat. There's a taste-sweet, light- Blueberry. Her eyes widen and she immediately presses her hand to his shoulder, pushing him back just a little. "What is wrong with you?" she blurts out, shocked. He pulls back easily, completely relaxed, that stupid smug smile already on his face. "Blueberry," he says. She stares at him, speechless, face heating up fast. He just chuckles, clearly pleased with himself.
And then, suddenly, his angular jaw tilted towards me. And his lips landed on my neck. My heart skipped a beat. I couldn’t breathe. Shivers of surprise ran down my entire body and my fingers pressed into his shoulders. Frozen, I felt his arms tighten around me. Ruan’s lips moved on my neck, kissing me so tenderly that I wriggled and recoiled. Crazy sensations were consuming me from the inside and I didn't stop him...it felt good. A moan escaped from me as he gave me a gentle bite. I clenched my jaw and prayed he’d let up. His tongue, his mouth, his bites – all of it – it was mad, a storm of shivers so powerful I couldn’t bear it. -------- Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Ipshita finds herself bound to the very man who destroyed everything she once loved - Ruan. Cold, powerful, and untouchable, he carries secrets darker than the shadows he commands. What began as hatred soon turns into something far more dangerous - a war between pride and passion, pain and desire. Every word burns, every touch feels like a sin, and every secret threatens to tear them apart. In a world where love feels like punishment and revenge feels like salvation, can Ipshita survive the man who both ruined and ignited her? Or will she lose herself to the monster who swore he never wanted her... yet can't seem to let her go? 🖤 Tropes: Age gap Height difference mafia world Arranged Marriage / Forced Marriage Enemies to Lovers Dark Romance slow burn Possession x Defiance Obsession & Betrayal Power Dynamics Angst / Emotional Damage "I hate everyone but you" energy Touch her and you die
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