Bound to Speak Love
Introduction
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In the grand Mehra mansion, shadows always fell heavier on one girl — Aarohi Mehra.
She was beautiful, yet her skin bore scars. Silent, yet her eyes screamed with pain. A mute daughter… unloved and unwanted.
Her stepmother — treated her like a servant. Elegant on the outside, venomous within.
Her father — cared for nothing but money and status. His daughter’s suffering never mattered to him.
Aarohi’s stepsister — spoiled and adored, destined to marry into power. But destiny doesn’t always favor the chosen ones.
And waiting at the other end of this marriage… was a man whose name alone could make the bravest tremble...
The mafia king. Cold. Heartless. Bound by power and shadows. A man who had never known sympathy, never believed in love.
[Their worlds were about to collide — one with silence, the other with fire. And nothing would ever be the same again.]
The Mute Sacrifice
In the grand Mehra mansion, one girl lived like a shadow.
Her name was Aarohi Mehra.
Beautiful, yet scarred. Alive, yet voiceless. Mute since childhood… and unwanted by her own family.
Kavita Mehra(Fl stepmother)
Aarohi! Don’t just stand there, bring Simran’s jewelry set!
Her words were always sharp, filled with disdain.
Rajesh Mehra(Fl father)
Today is important. Don’t make a mess. Our family’s honor depends on this wedding.
He never looked at Aarohi as a daughter… only as a burden
Simran Mehra(Fl Step sister )
Ugh, don’t touch my lehenga with your dirty hands, Aarohi. I can’t let the bride look cheap, can I?
Simran Mehra(Fl Step sister )
Spoiled and adored, Simran was everything Aarohi wasn’t in their parents’ eyes.
This marriage was supposed to change everything for the Mehras. Their spoiled daughter, Simran, was about to marry into the most feared and powerful family in India.
The ruthless mafia king. A man whose name alone could silence a room. He had power, money, and blood on his hands. No one dared cross him
But fate had its own cruel twist.
As the guests filled the wedding hall, whispers echoed.
Guests
She hasn’t come out yet… this is strange.
Kavita Mehra(Fl stepmother)
Furious, whispering):Where is Simran?! She should be ready by now!
A note slipped onto the dressing table, stained with haste
Simran’s handwriting )I can’t marry that devil. I’m leaving. Don’t look for me.
Rajesh Mehra(Fl father)
(panicked)What?! She ran away?! Do you understand what this means?! If Rudra Oberoi finds out— we’re finished!
Kavita’s eyes turned cold. Slowly, she looked at Aarohi, who stood frozen in silence.
Kavita Mehra(Fl stepmother)
Then let her take Simran’s place. The mute one. Who will even notice behind the bridal veil?
(Aarohi’s heart thudded violently. She wanted to scream, to beg, to say she wasn’t the one meant for this… but no sound left her lips)
"In that moment, her fate was sealed.
The voiceless daughter would become the bride of the devil himself."
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The Devil’s Groom
The grand wedding hall glittered with chandeliers, but beneath the gold and silk… panic spread like wildfire
The bride who was meant to stand here had run away.
And now… it was Aarohi Mehra, the mute daughter, hidden behind the heavy bridal veil.
Rajesh Mehra(Fl father)
Whispering harshly): Keep your head down, Aarohi. No one should know the truth.
Kavita Mehra(Fl stepmother)
(coldly)If Rudra Oberoi suspects anything, we’re dead. Remember that.
Aarohi’s hands trembled, but her lips stayed sealed. She had no voice to protest, no power to escape...
Suddenly, the hall fell silent.
Heavy footsteps echoed. A dark aura swept through, freezing everyone in place.
Dressed in a black sherwani, his eyes as sharp as a blade, his presence alone was enough to silence hundreds.
Who was none other than RUDRA OBEROI
Tutor
(whispering)That’s him… Rudra Oberoi
Righthand man
The devil himself…
👀 Through the bridal veil, Aarohi dared to glance up. One look at him— cold, ruthless, untouchable — and her heart sank.
He was exactly as the world described. A man carved from stone, a king of shadows.
Rudra Oberoi (ML)
(low voice, to the priest) Start the rituals. I don’t have all day.
The marriage began. The priest chanted, fire crackled, and Aarohi’s silence screamed louder than words.
Righthand man
Do you, Rudra Oberoi, take this woman as your wife?
Righthand man
Do you, the bride, take Rudra Oberoi as your husband?
All eyes turned to Aarohi. She opened her mouth… but no sound came. Only silence.
Kavita Mehra(Fl stepmother)
Snapping, whispering)Nod your head, stupid girl!
Aarohi lowered her head and nodded faintly. Her throat burned with words that would never come.
Righthand man
The marriage is sealed.
The crowd cheered, but for Aarohi, it felt like her world had collapsed. She wasn’t just a bride— she was a prisoner
And for Rudra Oberoi… she was nothing more than a name, a face, and a pawn in his empire.
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