Warning: 18+ -- VEDANTI SHIVYA RATHOD She is the perfect example of beauty with brains, a woman who loves to talk and is the center of Shivya's universe. Strong and confident, Vedanti has her own secrets, including a profession her husband is unaware of. -- SHIVYA DEVANSH RATHOD As the CEO of Rathod Enterprises, Shivya is a man of power, driven by control and order. He cares for, trusts, supports, and respects his wife, but he believes he cannot love her. Love is messy, complicated, and he keeps it out of the equation. Yet, Shivya is fiercely possessive of Vedanti, who is the only person capable of unraveling his carefully constructed walls. --- "Why are you standing there?" His voice was rough, breaking the silence like a blade. Vedanti didn't turn to face him, her gaze fixed on the nothingness outside. "I needed some air," she replied softly, though the tremor in her voice betrayed her. He took a step closer, the tension in the room thickening with each passing second. "You don't need air," he said, his voice low, almost a growl. "You need me." She turned then, her eyes meeting his, wide and filled with a mix of longing and uncertainty. "Do I?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. -- When they finally broke apart, both of them panting, he rested his forehead against hers, his eyes closed as he tried to steady himself. "You're mine, Vedanti," he repeated, softer this time, almost vulnerable. "And you're mine, Shivya," she whispered back, her voice full of the love she held for him, love she hoped would one day be enough for both of them. --
RANISA-HIS FIRST WIFE โ
"I married her to save her from the disgrace and shame that society would have thrust upon her," Abhirath said, his voice steady but tinged with an edge of desperation. Vedanti's eyes flashed with anger and hurt. "Oh, and if you had made her your sister, you could have saved her reputation then too, couldn't you, Hukum?" she retorted, using the formal title with a touch of bitterness. "But no, you just had to marry her, didn't you? No explanation, no warning, just a decision made without a thought for what it would do to me." Abhirath took a step closer, his face etched with regret. "Vedanti, you have to understand-" "No," she interrupted, her voice rising. "You don't get to stand there and tell me what I need to understand. You don't get to justify your actions now. You broke my trust, Abhirath. You shattered my heart. How can you expect me to believe anything you say?" The pain in her eyes cut him deeply. He reached out, trying to take her hand, but she pulled away. "I was young, naive," she continued, her voice trembling with emotion. "I trusted you with everything I had. And what did you do? You left me alone in the dead of night, forced me to fend for myself. You planned my parents' deaths, manipulated every part of my life. How can you claim to love me when you've caused me so much pain?" Abhirath's eyes filled with anguish. "Vedanti, every action I took was to protect you, even if it doesn't seem that way. I thought I was doing what was best-" Vedanti laughed bitterly. "Best for whom, Abhirath? For me or for your own conscience? You talk about protection, but all you've done is bring chaos into my life." --------------- PART ONE OF HIS WIFE SERIESโจโค ------------
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