Rajvanshi's Innocent Bride

At udaipur ..

At shiv mandir..

I couldn't believe the turn my life had taken. Just this morning, I was an independent woman, working towards rebuilding my life after a tumultuous past. Now, here I was, standing in a temple was decorated with marigold flowers and oil lamps, their flickering flames casting long shadows on the stone walls. The air was thick with the scent of incense, mixed with the sharp tang of my own fear and despair. I sat on the cold stone floor of the mandap, my hands trembling in my lap. The priest chanted the sacred mantras, but the words felt like a cruel mockery.

My head was spinning, unable to fully comprehend the whirlwind of the past few hours. Just this morning, I was an unknown to this family, and now, I stood here, a stranger's wife.

I stole a glance at Rajveer,my husband now . His face was a mask of stoic determination, his sharp features and intense eyes radiating an aura of ruthlessness. He had an undeniable magnetism, a raw power that seemed to draw everyone around him into his orbit and there was a cold fire in his eyes, a stark contrast to the softness .Despite the coldness radiating from him, there was no denying his handsomeness. His strong jawline, perfectly tousled hair, and piercing gaze made him look every bit the ruthless mafia leader he was known to be.

Rajveer's elder brother Rehan stood beside him, a figure of composed authority. He was the reason of this disaster and manipulated me and rajveer for this marriage .

And rajveer tied mangalsutra around my neck. The mangalsutra around my neck was heavier than any chain and we began sath pehras , the seven scared steps. Each step felt like walking towards the hell . The priest explained the vows and we repeated them mechanically

"I promise to nourish you," rajveer and I Said

"I promise to be with you in sickness and health ". I repeated my voice barely a whisper

My voice trembled as I repeated the words , forced to make promises I wasn't sure I could keep . Rajveer's voice was staedy, each syllable like a command, leaving no room for doubt

After the seventh step , we sat down again. The priest handed Rajveer the sindoor . His hands trembled slightly as he applied the red sindoor to the parting of my hair .

The rituals were hurriedly completed concluded and now we are husband and wife. And Rehan was happy seeing both of us . I don't know how could he do this with me and his own brother and how could he be happy after ruing lifes of 3 peoples.

Author's pov :-

At wedding hall..

All the guests in the wedding hall were murmuring including the poddars . Where the family of Rajveer were in tensed and rajveer father and uncle trying to know about rajveer who left the marriage with his girlfriend and went out after getting a phone call without informing anyone.

A women whose age is approximately 49 yet beautiful. This is Rajveer's mother preeta Singh rajvanshi. She is sweet women . Preeta's Beauty had not diminished even today . But now her beauty was faded little bit as her son , whom she loves very much, is missing in his own wedding

Preeta turned to her husband, Aryan, and asked anxiously,
“Where did Rajveer go, leaving Maya at the mandap?”

“I’m trying to trace his location,” Aryan replied, tension evident in his voice.

Just then, Prachi—Rajveer’s sister-in-law and Rehan’s wife—approached Preeta and said,
“Maa, I have a bad feeling about this. Not even one thing has gone right in the past two days. I even tried to stop Rajveer when he was leaving, but he didn’t listen.”