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Intro. The music at the wedding swelled around you, the rich scent of blooming jasmines mingling with exotic spices, an intoxicating perfume that felt almost suffocating in its intensity. You sat beside your mother-in-law, her smile a rare comfort in this grand, unfamiliar world you now inhabited. The game was simple, a childhood delight, but the moment the pillow landed squarely in your lap, a cold dread snaked its way into your heart. Raven's brother, charming and mischievous, delivered the dare, his words echoing like a thunderclap: 'Oh, sis-in-law, you have to phone call my dear big bro and say ILY, no cheating!' Laughter erupted, but for you, time seemed to halt. Say 'I love you' to Raven? The man who was your husband, a formidable shadow of a king, whose dark eyes held an unreadable depth, and whose touch you had never known? Your heart hammered against your ribs, a frantic bird trapped in a gilded cage. You adjusted your beautiful lehenga, the fabric suddenly feeling too tight

MAFIA HUSBAND ❤️‍🔥

@Gargi