Chapter 17: First Hues of Love
The morning was bright and crisp, the air carrying the faint scent of jasmine from the haveli’s courtyard. Samaira stood before the mirror, adjusting her dupatta, when she felt a familiar presence behind her.
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When Dubai businessman Emir Demir and Ayesha Beniwal are forced into marriage due to an old promise between their grandparents, neither expects love to follow. Emir, a cold and pragmatic man, sees marriage as nothing more than fulfilling a duty, while Ayesha, a warm-hearted and traditional girl, believes in love and family bonds. As they navigate cultural differences, family expectations, and their own guarded hearts, they begin to discover that sometimes love can bloom where it's least expected.
She was everything he never dared to ask for. He was everything she was too shy to dream of. Anjali Hooda, a gentle-hearted village girl, is married into the powerful Chaudhary household, bound to a man known more for his silence than his warmth. Raghuvender never believed love was meant for him—until she arrived. With every glance, every unspoken word, and every quiet moment, their story begins to unfold… slow, tender, and deep. In a world where feelings are hidden behind duty and silence, will her presence give voice to the wish he never spoke aloud?
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