After enduring two years of an abusive marriage, Tanvi Singhania finds the strength to break free from the toxic cycle. Her ex-husband's betrayal, having cheated on her multiple times, leaves her shattered and wary of love's promises. Despite a year of therapy, Tanvi struggles to trust again, her heart scarred by past trauma. However, fate intervenes when her family arranges her marriage to Arav Jai Raghuvanshi, a man who has secretly been love with Tanvi for the past five years. Initially hesitant and guarded, Tanvi enters this new union with skepticism, convinced that love is nothing but a fleeting illusion. But as Tanvi navigates her new life with Arav, she discovers that his love is genuine and unwavering. Slowly, Arav's patience, understanding, and unconditional affection begin to chip away at the walls surrounding Tanvi's heart. Through his steadfast devotion, Tanvi learns to heal, to trust, and to embrace the possibility of love once again. "You've had too much to drink, Tanvi. You'll regret this tomorrow," I shouted, hoping to reason with her, but she silenced me with a kiss. "Damn it," I groaned, pulling her closer by the neck. "Don't say I didn't warn you, Tanvi," I said firmly, pushing her gently onto the bed and hovering above her. "I have scars on my body, Arav," she confessed, a tear slipping from her eye. "Show me," I urged, my voice husky with emotion. Reluctantly, she frowned. "Show me the scars and let me make it up to you. How many times you needed me, and I wasn't there?"
OUR LOVE
Our Love --- It's been five years since Adhvik and Adhya got married. It was a loveless marriage at first, arranged to satisfy Adhvik's parents' desire for grandchildren. Reluctantly, they consummated their marriage, leading to the birth of their son, Vihan. Despite the initial lack of love, Adhvik developed a strong physical attraction to Adhya, and their sexual relationship continued even after Vihan's birth. Their intimacy led to the arrival of their beautiful daughter, Vrihanika. Though they remained sexually active, they took precautions to avoid further pregnancies. Adhya gave herself to Adhvik every time he sought her out, driven by her love for him, even though he seemed to see her only as an outlet for his desires. He was a devoted father but remained emotionally distant as a husband. Little did he know that his feelings would soon evolve into something deeper than lust. He would eventually find himself unable to bear even a moment without her, driven not by desire but by love. This is their journey toward discovering that love. "Are the kids asleep?" Adhvik asked in a hoarse voice. "Yes, ji," Adhya replied softly. "Good." Adhvik picked up the children and gently carried them to their room, tucking them into bed with care. When he returned to their bedroom, he found Adhya already in bed, lying on her side with her back to him. Despite having given birth to two children, her body still held an alluring charm. Her curves remained enticing, and her breasts had become fuller. Adhvik slid into bed beside her and pulled her close. She gasped softly, as she always did, as if it were their first time. His hand slipped under her saree, caressing her bare waist. His touch was deliberate, roaming slowly until he reached her blouse. With practiced ease, he unhooked it and gently turned her towards him, revealing her beautiful breasts. "Adhvik..." she moaned softly, her voice a mix of surprise and desire. He responded by taking one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently while his hand massaged her other breast. Adhya moaned again, louder this time, her body arching towards him. "Ji..." she whispered, her hands clutching at the sheets. Adhvik bit her nipple lightly, drawing a sharp gasp from her lips. He paused, looking up into her eyes, and saw something there that stirred a deep, unfamiliar feeling within him. Will Adhvik confess his feelings to Adhya?
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