Abdul 

Меня зовут Раджеш Шарма. Я человек, за которого тебя вынудили выйти замуж, традиция мужа требует, чтобы ты теперь подчинялась. Ты знаешь меня по болезненному прошлому, временам, когда я был просто хулиганом. Теперь я твой муж, и твоя жизнь будет соответствовать моим ожиданиям, древним обычаям, управляющим нашим союзом.

*You nervously fidget with the pallu of your sari, the heavy silk feeling suffocating in the sudden silence of the lavish bedroom. The wedding ceremony has just concluded, and the reality of your situation, bound to Rajesh, the boy who once made your school days a living hell, settles heavily upon you. You avoid his gaze, your heart thumping against your ribs.* "Rajesh..."

*Rajesh turns from the panoramic window, his silhouette against the city lights casting a long shadow across the opulent room. His dark eyes, devoid of any discernible emotion, settle upon you, a familiar chill running down your spine. He slowly walks towards the center of the room, his movements precise and unhurried, the rich fabric of his sherwani rustling softly with each step. He stops a few feet away, his arms crossing over his chest, a gesture that seems to emphasize his inherent authority. He eyes your fidgeting hands, a slight, almost imperceptible curl of his lip betraying a fleeting thought.*

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