
Vikram pushed a file forward and said, "I have found out now. You don't need to worry about this anymore."
Astitva was startled and said, "Does this mean you have found Saksham's sister?"


Vikram pushed a file forward and said, "I have found out now. You don't need to worry about this anymore."
Astitva was startled and said, "Does this mean you have found Saksham's sister?"

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"Raja Saheb, what are you saying? I am about to become the mother of your child, and you are questioning my character and divorcing me? Don't do this, Raja Saheb! Where will I go? This is your child..." Arunima was shouting this at her husband, Aastik Raichand . But the cruel and devilish man sitting in front of her was paying no attention to anything Arunima said. Looking at her angrily, he said, "Girls like you only exist for satisfying desires in bed! So don't even mistakenly think that I will accept you or this 'symbol of your sin'... You should be grateful for my favor that I seated you beside me on the throne and made you the queen here. But you are not even worthy of it. After all, you too are just 'tainted blood'... So pack your things and get out of here, before I take your life and that of the child growing in your womb." This was nothing less than a shock for Arunima. She was looking at her husband, who had used her and was now abandoning her in this condition. She takes a deep breath, wipes her tears, and says, "Thank you, Raja Saheb. You have reminded me of my true place... And from today onwards, you will never see me again, because I am no longer a puppet in your hands... Thank you for giving me back my freedom." Saying this, Arunima signs the divorce papers and leaves. As soon as she leaves, Aastik, in a fit of rage, destroys the entire palace. This was the fire of his hatred that he wanted to unleash on Arunima. But until the very end, that girl crushed his arrogance and walked away, and this was something the 'monster' Aastik Raichand could not bear. A king of a princely state, Aastik Raichand, marries a simple girl from his own state, Arunima. After torturing and using her for a year, he throws her out of his life while she is pregnant. But why? Why does Aastik hate Arunima so much that he made her life hell? To find out, keep reading тАУ "Marriage With A Monster".



тАЬYour worth is nothing more than that of a mistressтАФ someone whose only job is to pleasure me in bed. Beyond that, you have no right over me. I am your owner. Whenever I want, however I want, I will use you. And you donтАЩt have the right to question me. That is your statusтАФnothing more than a mistress.тАЭ His words shook KashishтАЩs entire world. Yet those words were filled with truth. She knew itтАФher identity had been reduced to nothing more than a kept woman, a mistress, and beyond that, she had no existence of her own. Still, Kashish refused to accept this reality. But the more she tried to run away from the truth, the more brutally it stood in front of her. Once, she herself had gone to that man as a prostitute, taken off her clothes, and asked him to be intimate with her. Then how could she now deny her own identity? There is much more hidden in this story. To know it all, read my story His Innocent Mistress.



"Raja Saheb, what are you saying? I am about to become the mother of your child, and you are questioning my character and divorcing me? Don't do this, Raja Saheb! Where will I go? This is your child..." Arunima was shouting this at her husband, Aastik Raichand . But the cruel and devilish man sitting in front of her was paying no attention to anything Arunima said. Looking at her angrily, he said, "Girls like you only exist for satisfying desires in bed! So don't even mistakenly think that I will accept you or this 'symbol of your sin'... You should be grateful for my favor that I seated you beside me on the throne and made you the queen here. But you are not even worthy of it. After all, you too are just 'tainted blood'... So pack your things and get out of here, before I take your life and that of the child growing in your womb." This was nothing less than a shock for Arunima. She was looking at her husband, who had used her and was now abandoning her in this condition. She takes a deep breath, wipes her tears, and says, "Thank you, Raja Saheb. You have reminded me of my true place... And from today onwards, you will never see me again, because I am no longer a puppet in your hands... Thank you for giving me back my freedom." Saying this, Arunima signs the divorce papers and leaves. As soon as she leaves, Aastik, in a fit of rage, destroys the entire palace. This was the fire of his hatred that he wanted to unleash on Arunima. But until the very end, that girl crushed his arrogance and walked away, and this was something the 'monster' Aastik Raichand could not bear. A king of a princely state, Aastik Raichand, marries a simple girl from his own state, Arunima. After torturing and using her for a year, he throws her out of his life while she is pregnant. But why? Why does Aastik hate Arunima so much that he made her life hell? To find out, keep reading тАУ "Marriage With A Monster".



тАЬYour worth is nothing more than that of a mistressтАФ someone whose only job is to pleasure me in bed. Beyond that, you have no right over me. I am your owner. Whenever I want, however I want, I will use you. And you donтАЩt have the right to question me. That is your statusтАФnothing more than a mistress.тАЭ His words shook KashishтАЩs entire world. Yet those words were filled with truth. She knew itтАФher identity had been reduced to nothing more than a kept woman, a mistress, and beyond that, she had no existence of her own. Still, Kashish refused to accept this reality. But the more she tried to run away from the truth, the more brutally it stood in front of her. Once, she herself had gone to that man as a prostitute, taken off her clothes, and asked him to be intimate with her. Then how could she now deny her own identity? There is much more hidden in this story. To know it all, read my story His Innocent Mistress.



тАЬYour worth is nothing more than that of a mistressтАФ someone whose only job is to pleasure me in bed. Beyond that, you have no right over me. I am your owner. Whenever I want, however I want, I will use you. And you donтАЩt have the right to question me. That is your statusтАФnothing more than a mistress.тАЭ His words shook KashishтАЩs entire world. Yet those words were filled with truth. She knew itтАФher identity had been reduced to nothing more than a kept woman, a mistress, and beyond that, she had no existence of her own. Still, Kashish refused to accept this reality. But the more she tried to run away from the truth, the more brutally it stood in front of her. Once, she herself had gone to that man as a prostitute, taken off her clothes, and asked him to be intimate with her. Then how could she now deny her own identity? There is much more hidden in this story. To know it all, read my story His Innocent Mistress.



рд╡реЛ рд╢рд╛рджреА, рдЬреЛ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдмрдирдиреА рдереА... рдкрд░ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рддрдмрд╛рд╣реА рдмрди рдЧрдИред рдХреГрд╖ рдорд╛рд▓рд╡реАрдп рдФрд░ рдордирд╕реНрд╡реА рдмрдЬрд╛рдЬред рдирд╛рдореЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдмрдВрдзрди рддреЛ рдордВрддреНрд░реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдмрдВрдз рдЪреБрдХрд╛ рдерд╛, рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рджрд┐рд▓реЛрдВ рдХреЗ рдмреАрдЪ рдЦрд╛рдИ рдПрдХ рдорд╣рд╛рд╕рд╛рдЧрд░ рдЬрд┐рддрдиреА рдЪреМрдбрд╝реА рдереАред рдХреГрд╖ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП, рдпреЗ┬а рд╢рд╛рджреА рдПрдХ рдЕрдирдЪрд╛рд╣рд╛ рдмреЛрдЭ рдерд╛, рдПрдХ рдРрд╕реА рдЧрд╝рд▓рддреА рдЬрд┐рд╕реЗ рд╡реЛ рд░реЛрдЬрд╝ рдЕрдкрдиреА рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕реЛрдВ рдореЗрдВ рдорд╣рд╕реВрд╕ рдХрд░рддрд╛ рдерд╛ред рдФрд░ рдордирд╕реНрд╡реА рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП, рдпреЗ┬а рд╢рд╛рджреА рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рд╕рдкрдиреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рдорд╣рд▓ рдерд╛ред рд╡реЛ рджрд┐рди, рдЬрдм рдЙрд╕рдиреЗ рд▓рд╛рд▓ рдЬреЛрдбрд╝рд╛ рдкрд╣рдирд╛ рдерд╛, рд╡реЛ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рдЬрд╝рд┐рдВрджрдЧреА рдХрд╛ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЦреВрдмрд╕реВрд░рдд рдкрд▓ рдерд╛ред рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рд╕рдкрдиреЗ, рд╣рдХреАрдХрдд рд╕реЗ рдЯрдХрд░рд╛рддреЗ рд╣реА рдЪрдХрдирд╛рдЪреВрд░ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдПред рд╕реБрд╣рд╛рдЧрд░рд╛рдд рдХреА рд╡реЛ рд▓рдВрдмреА, рд╕реВрдиреА рд░рд╛рдд...рдорд╣рд▓ рдЬреИрд╕реЗ рдХрдорд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ рдЕрдХреЗрд▓реА рдмреИрдареА рдордирд╕реНрд╡реА, рд╣рд░ рдХрджрдо рдХреА рдЖрд╣рдЯ рдкрд░ рдЙрдореНрдореАрдж рд╕реЗ рдЙрдарддреА рдирдЬрд╝рд░реЗрдВ... рдФрд░ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╡реЛ рд╕рдЪ, рдЬрд┐рд╕рдиреЗ рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рд░реЗ рдЕрд░рдорд╛рдиреЛрдВ рдХреЛ рддрд╛рд░-рддрд╛рд░ рдХрд░ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ред рдЙрд╕рдХрд╛ рдкрддрд┐, рдЙрд╕рдХреА рдЕрдкрдиреА рд╣реА рдмрд╣рди рд╕реЗ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдХрд░рддрд╛ рдерд╛ред рд╡рд╣реА рдмрд╣рди рдЬрд┐рд╕реЗ рдЙрд╕рдиреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреА рд╕рд╣реЗрд▓реА, рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рд╣рдорджрд░реНрдж рд╕рдордЭрд╛ рдерд╛ред рдордирд╕реНрд╡реА рдХрд╛ рджрд░реНрдж рдЗрддрдирд╛ рдЧрд╣рд░рд╛ рдХрд┐ рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕ рд▓реЗрдиреЗ рдореЗрдВ рднреА рддрдХрд▓реАрдл рд╣реЛрдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреАред рджрд┐рд▓ рдЯреВрдЯрд╛ рддреЛ рдРрд╕реЗ, рдЬреИрд╕реЗ рдХрд╛рдВрдЪ рдХреЗ рд╣рдЬрд╝рд╛рд░ рдЯреБрдХрдбрд╝реЗ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдП рд╣реЛрдВред рдЕрдм рд╕рд╡рд╛рд▓ рдпреЗ рдирд╣реАрдВ рдерд╛ рдХрд┐ рд╡реЛ рдпреЗ рд╢рд╛рджреА рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдирд┐рднреЗрдЧреА рдпрд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВред рд╕рд╡рд╛рд▓ рдпреЗ┬а рдерд╛ рдХрд┐ рд╡реЛ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдЬрд┐рдПрдЧреА? рдХреИрд╕реЗ рд░реЛрдЬрд╝ рдЕрдкрдиреА рдЖрдВрдЦреЛрдВ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ, рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рд╣реА рдШрд░ рдореЗрдВ, рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдкрддрд┐ рдХреЛ рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдФрд░ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рде рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдореЗрдВ рдбреВрдмрд╛ рджреЗрдЦреЗрдЧреА? рдФрд░ рд╡реЛ рднреА рдЕрдкрдиреА рд╣реА рдмрд╣рди рдХреЛ? рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд╡реЛ рдЪреБрдкрдЪрд╛рдк рд╕рдм рд╕рд╣рддреА рд░рд╣реЗрдЧреА, рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рджрд┐рд▓ рдХреА рдЖрд╡рд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХреЛ рджрдмрд╛рдХрд░? рдпрд╛ рдлрд┐рд░ рдХреЛрдИ рдРрд╕рд╛ рд░рд╛рд╕реНрддрд╛ рдЪреБрдиреЗрдЧреА рдЬрд╣рд╛рдВ рд╡реЛ рдЕрдкрдирд╛ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рдЦреЛ рджреЗрдЧреА┬а ? рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдкреНрд░реЗрдо рдХреА рдЗрд╕ рдЬрдВрдЧ рдореЗрдВ, рд╕реНрд╡рд╛рднрд┐рдорд╛рди рдХреА рдХреАрдордд рдкрд░ рд╣рд╛рд░ рдорд╛рди рд▓реЗрдирд╛ рд╣реА рдЙрд╕рдХреА рдирд┐рдпрддрд┐ рд╣реИ?



рдбреЙ. рдХрд╛рджрдВрдмрд░реА рдмреЛрд╕ тАФ рдПрдХ рдРрд╕реА рд▓рдбрд╝рдХреА рдЬреЛ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдкреЗрд╢реЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдЬреАрддреА рд╣реИред рди рдбрд░, рди рд▓рд╛рд▓рдЪтАж рдмрд╕ рдПрдХ рдЬрд╝рд┐рджтАФрдорд░реАрдЬ рдХреЛ рдмрдЪрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреАред рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рдпреЗ рдЕрд╕реНрдкрддрд╛рд▓ рдирд╣реАрдВтАжрдпреЗ рдорд╛рдлрд┐рдпрд╛ рдХреА рдХреИрдж рд╣реИред рдЙрд╕реЗ рдЕрдЧрд╡рд╛ рдХрд┐рдпрд╛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдПрдХ рдРрд╕реЗ рдорд░реАрдЬ рдХреЗ рдЗрд▓рд╛рдЬ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП, рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреА рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕реЗрдВ рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдЕрдВрдбрд░рд╡рд░реНрд▓реНрдб рд╕рд╛рдореНрд░рд╛рдЬреНрдп рдХрд╛ рднрд╡рд┐рд╖реНрдп рддрдп рдХрд░реЗрдВрдЧреАред рдФрд░ рдЗрд╕ рдЦреЗрд▓ рдХрд╛ рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдЦрддрд░рдирд╛рдХ рдирд╛рдо рд╣реИтАФрддрдирд┐рд╖реНрдХ рдмрд░рд╛рд▓рд╛ред рдорд╛рдлрд┐рдпрд╛ рдХрд╛ рд╡реЛ рд▓реАрдбрд░,рдЬрд┐рд╕рдХреА рдПрдХ рдирдЬрд╝рд░ рдореМрдд рдХрд╛ рд╣реБрдХреНрдо рдмрди рдЬрд╛рддреА рд╣реИредрдЖрд░реНрдбрд░ рд╕рд╛рдлрд╝ рд╣реИтАФрдЗрд▓рд╛рдЬ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рдбреЙрдХреНрдЯрд░ рдХреЛ рдЦрддреНрдо рдХрд░ рджреЗрдирд╛ред рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рдитАжрдорд╕рд▓рд╛ рдпреЗ рд╣реИ рдХрд┐ рдХрд╛рджрдВрдмрд░реА рдбрд░рддреА рдирд╣реАрдВред рд╡реЛ рдЭреБрдХрддреА рдирд╣реАрдВредрдФрд░ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рдЖрдВрдЦреЛрдВ рдХреА рдорд╛рд╕реВрдо рд╕рдЪреНрдЪрд╛рдИтАФ рддрдирд┐рд╖реНрдХ рдХреА рд░реВрд╣ рддрдХ рдХреЛ рдЪреАрд░ рджреЗрддреА рд╣реИред тАЬрддреБрдо рдЬрд╛рдирддреА рд╣реЛ, рдЗрд▓рд╛рдЬ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж рддреБрдореНрд╣рд╛рд░реА рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕реЗрдВ рдореЗрд░реА рдорд░реНрдЬрд╝реА рдкрд░ рд╣реЛрдВрдЧреА?тАЭ рдХрд╛рджрдВрдмрд░реА рдиреЗ рд╣рд┐рдореНрдордд рд╕реЗ рдХрд╣рд╛.. рдЪрд╛рд╣реЗ рддреЛ рдореЗрд░реА рдЬрд╛рди рд▓реЗ рд▓реЛ рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рдореЗрд░реЗ рдорд░рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рдмрд╛рдж.. рддреБрдореНрд╣реЗрдВ рдЕрдкрдиреА рд╕рд╛рдВрд╕реЗ рдкреВрдЫ рд▓рдЧрдиреЗ рд▓рдЧреЗрдЧреА редтАЭ рдЬрд┐рд╕ рдкрд▓ рддрдирд┐рд╖реНрдХ рдХреА рдмрдВрджреВрдХ рдХрд╛рджрдВрдмрд░реА рдХреЗ рд╕реАрдиреЗ рд╕реЗ рд▓рдЧрддреА рд╣реИ, рдЙрд╕реА рдкрд▓ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдПрд╣рд╕рд╛рд╕ рд╣реЛрддрд╛ рд╣реИтАФрдпреЗ рд▓рдбрд╝рдХреА рдЙрд╕рдХреА рд╕рдмрд╕реЗ рдмрдбрд╝реА рдХрдордЬреЛрд░реА рдмрди рдЪреБрдХреА рд╣реИредрдФрд░ рдЙрд╕реА рдкрд▓тАФ рддрдирд┐рд╖реНрдХ рд╕рдордЭ рдЬрд╛рддрд╛ рд╣реИтАжрдпреЗ рд╕рд┐рд░реНрдлрд╝ рдПрдХ рд╕реМрджрд╛ рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИред рдпреЗ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рддрдмрд╛рд╣реА рд╣реИред рдпреЗ рдХрд╣рд╛рдиреА рд╣реИтАФрдореЛрд╣рдмреНрдмрдд рдФрд░ рдореМрдд рдХреЗ рдмреАрдЪ рдлрдВрд╕реА рдПрдХ рдФрд░рдд рдХреАред рдФрд░ рдЙрд╕ рдЖрджрдореА рдХреА, рдЬрд┐рд╕реЗ рдкреНрдпрд╛рд░ рд╣реЛ рдЧрдпрд╛ рдЙрд╕реА рд╕реЗтАж рдЬрд┐рд╕реЗ рдорд╛рд░рдирд╛ рдерд╛ред



рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдорд╛рд▓рд┐рдХ рд╕реИрдпрджред рдЬреЛ рд╢реМрдХреАрди рд╣реИ рдЦреВрдмрд╕реВрд░рддреА рдФрд░ рдЦреВрдмрд╕реВрд░рдд рдЪреАрдЬреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ред рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рд▓рдбрд╝рдХрд┐рдпреЛрдВ рдХрд╛ рд╢реМрдХ рдПрдХ рдирд╢реЗ рдХреА рддрд░рд╣ рд╣реИред рдФрд░ рд╡рд╣ рд╣рд░ рд░рд╛рдд рдПрдХ рдирдП рдирд╢реЗ рдХрд╛ рд╢реМрдХреАрди рд╣реИред рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХреЗ рд╕рд╛рдордиреЗ рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рджрд╛рджрд╛рдЬреА рдиреЗ рд░рдЦреА рдПрдХ рдРрд╕реА рд╢рд░реНрдд рдЬрд┐рд╕рдореЗрдВ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдПрдХ рд▓рдбрд╝рдХреА рд╕реЗ рд╢рд╛рджреА рдХрд░рдХреЗ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдЦрд╛рдирджрд╛рди рдХреЛ рд╡рд╛рд░рд┐рд╕ рджреЗрдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рддреЛ рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдкрд░реЗрд╢рд╛рдиреА рдореЗрдВ рдкрдбрд╝ рдЧрдпрд╛ред рдкрд░ рдЬрдм рдЙрд╕рдХреА рдирдЬрд░ рдкрдбрд╝рддреА рд╣реИ 19 рд╕рд╛рд▓ рдХреА рдорд╛рд╕реВрдо рд╕реА рдЗрдирд╛рдпрдд рдкрд░, рдЬреЛ рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХреЗ рдкрд╛рд╕ рдорджрдж рдХреА рдЙрдореНрдореАрдж рд▓реЗрдХрд░ рдЖрдИ рдереАред рддреЛ рдХреИрд╕реЗ рдПрдХ рдкрд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рд╕рд╛рд░реА рджреБрдирд┐рдпрд╛ рдмрджрд▓ рдЬрд╛рддреА рд╣реИред рдорджрдж рдХреЗ рдирд╛рдо рдкрд░ рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬ рдиреЗ рдЗрдирд╛рдпрдд рдХреЛ рдЕрдкрдиреЗ рдЬреБрдиреВрди рдХреЗ рдкрд┐рдВрдЬрд░реЗ рдореЗрдВ рдХреИрдж рдХрд░ рд▓рд┐рдпрд╛ рдерд╛ред рдХреНрдпрд╛ рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХрднреА рд╕рдордЭ рдкрд╛рдПрдЧрд╛ рдХреА рдЗрдирд╛рдпрдд рдХреЛрдИ рдЗрд╕реНрддреЗрдорд╛рд▓ рдХрд░рдиреЗ рдХреА рдЪреАрдЬ рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реИ? рдФрд░ рдХреНрдпрд╛ рдЗрдирд╛рдпрдд рдХрднреА рд░рд┐рдпрд╛рдЬрд╝ рдХреЗ рдЗрд╕ рдХреИрдж рд╕реЗ рдирд┐рдХрд▓ рдкрд╛рдПрдЧреА? рдЬрд╛рдирдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рдкрдврд╝рд┐рдП,



He was her husband... But in his heart, there wasn't even a corner that belonged to Arunima. To the world, they looked like the perfect couple. Inside, they were falling apart-quietly, painfully. Arunima kept searching for a home in his arms... while Aastik drowned himself in the scent of another woman. But one night, Arunima's silence shook something deep inside him- forcing Aastik to face the truth of the marriage he had been running from. Can love return to a place it once abandoned? Or is this marriage nothing but a mask slowly breaking both of them? This is a story of hurt, longing, misunderstandings, and a love that refuses to die even after it breaks. If you love intense marriage drama, emotional betrayal, and slow-burn romance, this story is for you.

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