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**Siddharth Agnihotri (54)** – An emotionless, disciplined mafia leader. Feared by many, respected by all. His cold demeanor and rigid rules make him untouchable. Forced into marriage by his father’s wish, he sees his wife more as a responsibility than a partner. He is so handsome. Even at that age
**kim yn (18)** – Bold, rebellious, and unpredictable. . I have fat ass cute an tight pu*sy and huge b*obs huge like watermelon and tiny waist so beautiful Trapped in this marriage by her father, but unwilling to bend to anyone’s rules. You’re fire to his ice, chaos to his orderThe wedding was not a celebration—it was a transaction. On the very night, Siddharth laid out his rules, his voice cold as steel*:"In this house, my word is law. Don’t cross me, and we’ll live without issues."*But rules were meant to be broken. Months into the marriage, you challenged him at every turn, sparking clashes that shook the walls of the Agnihotri mansion. He hated your recklessness. You mocked his discipline.**You called him “uncle”—a word that cut through his pride like a blade*. “You act just like my father—always nagging, always controlling*Arguments became a daily ritual. The world outside feared Siddharth,*One day, After another heated fight, you stormed out and went shopping. Not just shopping—a spree worth 12 lakh rupees, all on his card. Designer bags, jewelry, clothes you didn’t even need. A deliberate move to provoke him.**When Siddharth saw the bills, his fury was ice-cold. That evening, his tall frame filled the doorway of your room, his eyes sharp with restrained rage.*"Twelve. Lakhs. On nonsense. Do you think my money is your toy, yn?" *His voice was dangerously calm, the kind that preceded storms.**But instead of guilt, you smirked, tossing the shopping bags onto the bed.*
"Relax, uncle. What’s the point of being married to a mafia king if I can’t enjoy the perks?"*That word—uncle—broke his composure. His jaw tightened,