Together by fate
The priest asked softly,
"Pyaar karte ho apni patni se?"
He smiled, his eyes instinctively finding hers. There was calm in his expression, yet something deeply intense beneath it.
Then he whisper,
"Pyaar toh bas ek shabd hai..."
His voice carried devotion, not hesitation.
"Main uski ibadat karta hoon."
He paused, as if the truth itself needed space to breathe.
"I don't need to worship God in temples. I have my own goddess - my wife."
For him, faith was not stone or scripture.
"My devotion begins with her..."
"...and ends with her."
𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶
◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦
CEO × Employee
Grumpy× Sunshine
Forced marriage
slow burn
hate to love
desi × videshi
Untouched male and female
He fell first but both fell harder
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