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"Him thrusting into her like an animal, while the other was sucking her breasts." Yugveer: "How dare you go near him!" Ira (crying): "Please... it's hurting! Aah! Do it a little slower. I'll never go near any other man again!" Ranveer: "Baby, what can we do now? You should have thought of that before going near that man. This punishment will remind you that you are ours-to ruin, to cherish, ours to live with." Character Descriptions Ranveer Rathore - 32-year-old King of Rajasthan. Calculating, dominant, calm on the outside but dangerous within. Yugveer Rathore - 30-year-old King of Jodhpur. Secret mafia leader, has anger issues, flirty but only with her Ira Malhotra - 21-year-old innocent girl, abused by her parents. She never knew what real love felt like, she is a broken girl The Rathore brothers-Ranveer and Yugveer-refused to marry two rich girls, fearing it would lead to fights, jealousy, and division of their empire. They decided to marry one poor, innocent girl who would obey them and never threaten their bond. For the world, she would be the wife of one. But in secret, she would belong to both. But what happens when they unexpectedly fall in love with her? What happens when one girl becomes the heartbeat of two dangerous kings? But when some people despise this marriage will they let them be happy or something bad will occur

Chapter 1 The invisible daughter

The smell of burnt toast drifted through the cramped kitchen, but Ira didn't dare complain. She stood barefoot on the cold marble floor, flipping the parathas with practiced precision as the morning sun poured in through the rusted window.

"Ira!" her mother's shrill voice rang out from the living room. "Did you pack Pari's lunch? Don't forget the almonds. You know she needs them for her skin."

"I did, Ma," Ira replied softly.

"Then why are you standing there like a useless statue? Go check her uniform! Make sure it's perfectly ironed."

Ira pressed her lips together and moved quietly, her eyes flicking toward her sister Pari - radiant, smug, and still scrolling through her phone without a care in the world. Pari didn't even look up as Ira approached with the crisp, freshly ironed skirt.

"Try not to wrinkle it, behen," Pari said with a smirk. "You're always so clumsy."

Ragini laughed, like Pari had said something clever. "At least one of my daughters turned out right."

Ira swallowed hard, focusing on the pattern of the carpet to hide the sting in her eyes. This wasn't new. This was every day.

Her father entered the room, his leather belt still looped around his pants from yesterday - not just an accessory, but a threat. His eyes scanned the breakfast table.

"Only two eggs?" he snapped. "You didn't even bother to ask what I wanted?"

"I'm sorry, Papa, I thought-"

"That's the problem. You think. You think too much and do too little."

The backhand came so fast, she didn't see it - only felt the sharp sting across her cheek, hot and humiliating. Pari didn't flinch. Their mother didn't speak. The world just moved on.

Somewhere deep inside her, Ira made a promise she didn't fully understand yet -

One day, this would all end.

But not in the way she expected.

Mom can I also further study i really want to study - Ira her eyes prickling with tears

Ragini - aww my trash daughter also want to study hmmmm get lost or do you want to die her jaw clenched get lost

Rathore mansion

Mansions basement was filled with screams of various mans but everything shuddered when a man in black suit made everyone shiver it was the king of Rajasthan ranveer rathore as he came one man came and started kissing his foot crying like a mad man

Ranveer with smirk on his lips - hm punishment will be given to you no matter what . persons who broke my trust i broke them