HER SARDAR
๐ฆ๐ต๐ฒ ๐ป๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฏ๐ฒ๐น๐ถ๐ฒ๐๐ฒ๐ฑ ๐ถ๐ป ๐น๐ผ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ป๐๐ถ๐น ๐๐ต๐ฒ ๐บ๐ฒ๐ -๐๐ฒ๐ฟ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฟ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐ฟ โ.๏ฝก.:* ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ โ ห๏ฝกโเญจเญงห โโโโโโโโโโโ TROPES: โงSlow burn โงForbidden romance โงLove at first sight โงHe fell first and harder โโโโโโโโโโโ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ก๐ฉ๐ซ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ ๐ง๐๐ฏ๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐๐๐ฒ. Not in a house where love felt like protection, and dreams were quietly caged. She was the perfect daughter...soft-spoken, graceful. But no one ever listened. Until one midnight... someone did. ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฆ๐ฃ๐๐๐ญ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก ๐๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ฒ. The ex-CEO turned politician-in-making had only promised a few months in the pind. He had plans. Borders. Boundaries. But all of it crumbled with just a moment, just a face. โโโโโโโโโโโ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐: I fixed the bedsheet, nose scrunching as I placed the pillow. "Apne aap nu ki samajhde ne? Neta ne taan har thaan apni hi chalaunge?" I muttered, loud enough for someone to hear. "Who's my sardarni talking to like that?" He said from behind, teasing me. "Bhoot naal, karlo aap vi," I replied, rolling my eyes as I sat on the bed. He chuckled as he suddenly jumped on the bed and lay down beside me like he had every right. "You'll sleep on the couch. Main yaha soungi. Hatiye." "Hata kar dikhaiye," Before I could react, he pulled me under him and rested his head on my chest. "๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ก" he muttered.

