Hey guys! This is Saba, the writer of swasan hate to love fanfiction.
Recently I’ve watched Ishq main marjawan and felt like it is based on my fanfiction. Hahaha.
Well, the story is the crossover of my swasan hate to love fanfiction and the drama’s original characters.
It is like Vansh and Riddhima are the reincarnation of Swara and Sanskar of my fanfiction.
Summary
Kabir: For him, she was untouchable, unattainable and everything with “un” and impossible. He loved her but he can’t have her. Because, she was boss’ girl.
Riddhima: Her fate was sealed since she was born. She was going to be bride of an heir of Raisinghania and she was raised as such.
Vansh: He was reluctant, he was indifferent, he was alone and he was the boss.
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Chapter 1: Imprisonment
She was scared. She was scared as hell.
The day she was born, she was raised in a way a queen had to reign.
But in reality, she knew she was no queen.
She was just a prisoner.
A slave…
A pawn, in a bigger plan of the mastermind of this game.
She looked down at her dirty nails. They were always clean and polished. She had a special servant for her skin care. But now, she was dirty and wanted nothing than a shower.
It is been almost three days, she was caged in that cell. At least she thought it was three days as there was no light in her cell except the tiny little rays from the small vantilator up there.
After hearing footsteps outside of her cell, she folded her arms around her torso and went to the dark corner of her cell.
If she was right, it was going to be a guard who is going to feed her.
Although he was the bulky man but he was scared from her like she had some infectious disease.
Though, she was scared from the dark of her cell.
From the insects and she was feeling dirty as well. Not only this, she was weak as well because she starved herself almost to death because she didn’t want to oblig that so called boss.
But she wanted to do this. If she wanted to get rid of this prison, she had to do it.
It was do or die. But she would either do it or die from it.
She waited… waited and waited once again.
The footsteps was getting closer.
She heard the voice of keys and then opening the lock.
Then two dark footsteps was in front of her.
She gathered all of her remaining energy and attacked the person who was in front of her.
But this person was not scared from her.
Before she attacked him with her nails, he caught her hands and fold it in her back.
But she still fought back. She stumped her feet and tried to get free from the guard.
He tried to calm her without harming her but could not.
When he didn’t find a way, he commanded.
“stop it Riddhima…”
That voice… she couldn’t see the owner of the voice but she didn’t need to see. It was the voice of one person, she hated most.
It was the voice of one person, she loved the most.
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He was alone… alone as hell.
He had everything in his life. Everything means everything.
Everything means one could dream of a thing and he had that.
Except one thing.
True, honest and sincere company.
Everyone… literally everyone in his life was with him, because of some motives.
Because of his name and wealth.
Everyone was with him, because he was the heir of big thing called wealth and property as well as name of Raisinghania.
No one was with him, because he was Vansh and they love him or like him or even see him as a person.
Everyone see him as their personal bank account.
So, he did the best thing in his life.
He had sold some property, gave the power of attorney to his trustworthy servant and went to the unofficial holidays for unlimited days.
But was he happy?
No, he was not.
Because when he thought that he finally started to get peace. He got worst nightmare of his life.
Nightmare of the life, he never had.
In that life, he was with some beautiful chick whom he had married forcefully and made her some kind of slave.
Seriously, who was?
Some kind of sociopath?
But he was having that kind of weird dreams.
And story had not ended there. Suddenly, his Lawyer was informed that he had to marry if he wanted his inheritance as per the will of his grandfather.
He knew, he was stuck he couldn’t call him that he wasn’t interested.
He won’t get any penny for his inheritance, if he refused.
But he was not interested.
He didn’t believe in reincarnation but he felt like he had some kind of connection with the girl Swara who came in his dreams.
He didn’t know what but he had some.
But story got twisted when he received the picture of a girl whom he was engaged.
He wasn’t interested but he randomly opened his WhatsApp and there was the picture of a girl.
He unintentionally clicked on the picture and was freeze there.
Because it was the same girl who came in his dream.
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