°• Book 1 in the unexpected marriage series •°
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"They tried to hide their feelings with silence but they forgot that their eyes spoke too..."
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"I'm a mess at times, and there are days when I am a lot to handle", she cried...
I have noticed that the translations I add from Google aren't that accurate so y'all are free to drop the accurate translations!🤝🏻
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T A R G E T - 300 votes and 150 comments (If the target gets completed, I swear I'll drop the next update tomorrow, well it's far more exciting, I promise) *puppy eyes*
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M O K S H
I stood in the middle of the hall, completely clueless of whatever was happening around me. My mind was clouded with lots of thoughts as a profound feeling of rage washed over me when the woman raised her hand to slap her.
This wasn't the real Moksh, I don't know what washed over me and that moment. I wasn't someone who lost their calm but I lost it all at that moment.
I was raised with great ethics and morals which taught us to never raise our hands on anyone hell not even raise our voices but this woman who was her mother dared to squawk insults at her and even had the freaking audacity to slap her. Mother or not she didn't have the fcking right to come to any conclusion without listening to her side of the story. I believed she had her reasons but accusing and blaming her without listening to her wasn't fair. No one touches what's mine.
Lasya, her name was Lasya. It was as unique as her. She was beautiful, so captivating with her enchanting pair of eyes. She looked so tempting in her red bridal lehenga, with tear stains on her milky white red cheeks, she was slim with a lean frame, but what made her stand out was her hazel eyes. Log kehte hai bhuri aakhon vaali ladkiyo per bharosa nhi karna chahiye, sahi kehta hai.
[Translation: People say that girls with hazel eyes should not be trusted, it is right.]
Because just in one glance she had managed to imprison me under her spell. It wasn't only her beauty that caught my attention, it was witty comebacks. She was strong, and independent and took a stand for herself by replying to each insult and accusation thrown her way. She was the complete package.
If we'd met in different circumstances, I would have liked her at first sight, courted her, been friends with her, taken her on dates and then eventually with the help of Bengali baba ka totka made her blindly in love with me. Per koi baat nhi, agar hasina khud chalkar aapke pass aai hai toh uska banne meh kaisi sharam!?
[Translation: But it doesn't matter, if a goddess herself has come to you, then what kind of shame is there in being hers?]
I knew I was going to protect her for the rest of my life the moment I shielded her from the clutches of the evil woman who was my unfortunate mother-in-law. I was a possessive man; if I set eyes on something, I would want it by hook or crook. What's mine, remains mine forever.
