Thank you, for giving this story a chance! I won't disappoint any of you.

Do stick till the end. Do vote & comment, it motivates me a lot! Due to having a lot of books being ongoing, I will post very irregularly until at least I finish one of my books...

Enjoy Reading,

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{Asrsh}

"Sleep on the couch." Harsh said in his harsh voice not even glancing at his bride decked up on the bed.

"Oh hello?" Aastha said and got up from the bed, her lehenga was spread on the bed as she stood up on the bed.

"Kya samjhte hai aap apne aapko Mr?" Aastha added

(Who do you think you are, Mr)

"Mai Harsh Raghuvanshi hu, aur apne aapko wahi samjhta hu." Harsh said in his no-nonsense tone

(I am Harsh Raghuvanshi and I only think I am that)

"Wattpad ki books zyaada padh li hai kya? Ke aap aayenge mujhse bolenge sleep on the couch aur mai chali jaugi? Huh? Pagal nahi hu mai-" Aastha said and was cut off

(Have you read too many books on Wattpad huh? That you will come and tell me to sleep on the couch and I will? Huh? I am not mad to do so-)

"Stop getting on my nerves."

"I am not sleeping on the couch, this is my room too. I care about my poor back and won't be sleeping there, you should sleep there since you have a problem."

"Aastha or whatever your name is I don't give a damn about your poor back, go sleep on the freaking couch." Harsh said, this might've been the first time he was saying so many things.

Well this definitely was the first time someone was defying him like that.

"I also don't give a damn about you." Aastha said and went inside the walk-in closet

After around 20 to 25 minutes, she came back, her hair were now tied in a braid and she was wearing a loose t-shirt with a first copy lower of Nike.

She quickly came on the bed and snatched Harsh's blanket

"What the fuck are you doing?" Harsh scowled

"I am the bride I should get a blanket. You go find a new one for yourself." Aastha replied and turned towards the other side of the bed.

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"Harsh, mai thappad jad dugi, ye sab galeechpan mat Kiya Karo mere saath!!!" Aastha yelled as Harsh licked her cheek

(Harsh, I'll give you a tight slap. Don't do all these unhygienic things with me)

"Harsh, stop it!" Harsh chuckled and kissed her.

"Mohtarma, tameez se baat kariye aapka ek lauta pati hu mai." Harsh added and smiled

(Oh lady, talk to me with respect I am your one and only husband)

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{Akadhya}

"Hey!" Aradhya chirped when she saw Akaay come inside the room.

Akaay just glanced at her with his dark and scary eyes.

"Rude much" Aradhya mumbled and got up to change her clothes since she was reminded that this was a forced marriage and this won't be civil at all.

"By the way, I am Aradhya." Aradhya said forwarding her hand for a hand shake but her hand was left unattended.

"Are you always this silent? Or are you a mute? I am sorry if you are." Aradhya asked and Akaay glared at her again.

"No no, it's totally understandable if you are just a very silen-" Aradhya started again but was cut off

"Are you always this talkative?" Akaay scowled

"Keh sakte hai," Aradhya said with a teasing grin.

(You could say so)

"Ugh" Akaay said and went to the balcony.

"Bada ajeeb insaan hai, but it's good. At least I don't have to worry that he's going to try to force himself upon me" Aradhya said to herself and went to change

(He's a very weird man)

Akaay just stayed in the balcony for a while and when he came in he saw Aradhya laying on the bed peacefully.

He instead of removing her from the bed or waking her up, went to change his clothes and came and slept on the couch.

...

"Oh my god, Akaay see it's raining!!" Aradhya chirped and Akaay smiled at her

"Chalo na bheegte hai!!" Aradhya said

(C'mon let's get wet in the rain)

"No, Aradhya! You'll get sick!" Akaay said sternly but the tall man was pulled by his short wifey in the rain.

He picked her small frame up and started twirled around, suddenly they turned around and heard a song playing in the background.

It was 'Tum Se Hi' someone was playing it at their house on a Loud Speaker.

"OMG this is my favourite song!" Aradhya said and Akaay kissed her forehead.

...

"Ari, who do you support in ipl?" Akaay asked.

"Rcb of course" she replied...

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{Neer}

'Oh god, oh god. He's about to come here what will happen?' Noor was crying and thinking what was going to happen.

Her two sister-in-laws just left the room a few minutes back to give her some space but this space was eating her alive.

She was forced to marry this man, her parents supposedly loved her but she knew she was just a burden to them, after all, they only wanted a son...

The door squeaked open, Veer noticed the tears in Noor's eyes, it felt weird but it was if he desired to wipe her tears off and comfort her.

He went near her and she flinched, he could see the pain in her eyes.

"What is your name?" He asked trying to be as soft and gentle as he could be.

"N-o-Noor" Noor stuttered

"So Mrs Noor Veer Raghuvanshi, remember the fact that I will never ever hurt you or will ever try to force myself upon you. You are just my wife on paper and that is a fact, I can't give a chance to this marriage but I will never ever hurt you." Veer said and went to the washroom.

Noor just sat there with tears in her eyes, she was relieved to hear what he said but the fact that this marriage was also going to be loveless how her relationship with her family was loveless was eating her alive. Her heart was pounding upon thinking that she will never ever receive love from anyone.

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{Sidha}

"Hey," Sidhant said, he had decided to give his wife everything even though he was kind of sure he couldn't provide her with love.

"Hey!" Pooja replied enthusiastically

"You were looking very pretty,"

"Aww, thank you so much. You were also looking good"

"Thank you,"

"I was hoping we could be friends atleast?" Pooja asked and forwarded her hand for a hand shake.

Sidhant shaked his hand with her,

"You should change now, you seem tired. And um I got this little thing for you..."

"Oh you shouldn't have-"

"My mum gave it to all us brothers, she wanted us to give to her daughter in law's,"

"Oh, I'll make sure to thank Mahim-"

"Mahima is not our mother." Sidhant cut her off

"Oh, well I am sorry I thought-"

"Our mother is dead,"

"I really am sorry," Pooja said and gently held his hand to comfort him.

"It's okay, you didn't know. Here," Sidhant said passing the jewellery box in his hand.

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This is the prologue, hope you all will be hooked with it. I didn't think much about this book, so just the first night scenes are in the prologue.

Do vote and comment <3 Signing off,

Love, Daphne 🫶🏻