Author POV

"The marriage is done" the Pandit said, declaring their union. The marriage of Rajat Thakur,the MLA of the village—the man who ruled the entire village, 28 years old, ruthless, dominant, aggressive—and Meera Chandan Thakur, who had just become Meera Rajat Thakur, a normal girl from a middle-class family, 23 years old, shy yet confident, submissive yet seductive.

The marriage had been arranged by Rajat himself. He had always liked her, and so did she—but she had never had the courage to confess her feelings to her parents.

"Be obedient to your husband" Meera’s mother said as Meera sat in the car on the way to her in-laws house. Rajat sat beside her."Don’t forget to share your wedding night details with me" Meera’s friend Ishita whispered to her through the window. It was just a whisper, but Rajat still heard it.

Meera playfully tapped Ishita’s shoulder through the window and lowered her gaze. Rajat just watched her, noticing the color rising in her cheeks at Ishita’s words.

The car started moving. "Bye!" Ishita shouted, waving goodbye to Meera. In the car, only Rajat, Meera, and the driver in front were present.

"Looks like you’re excited for our Suhagrat" Rajat whispered to Meera, who just looked at him and lowered her gaze, blushing. Rajat smiled at her reaction."You know me?" Rajat asked. Meera shook her head. He looked surprised at her response.

"What do you know about me?" he asked, looking at her intently.

"You are the MLA of our village" Meera said, her eyes lowered, resting on her lap. "You are very dangerous, you get angry easily, and no one dares to disobey you."

"So you know everything about me" Rajat said. "I hope you will also obey my rules" he added. She felt a shiver at the warning tone in his voice—it was dangerous.

"Rules?" she whispered.

"I will tell you everything. Let’s reach our house" he said. She nodded.

After half an hour, they arrived at the mansion. They got out of the car, and he helped her manage her lehenga.

At the door, his mother, father, and some relatives were waiting.

They performed the rituals, and after that, she entered the house. His house was ten times bigger than hers, fully furnished and grand.

It was almost night. Everyone in the house looked at her as she stood there, lowering her head.

"Tumhara swabhagya hai ki tum ham thakuro ki bahu bani" his grandmother said to Meera. She said nothing.

"You must follow the customs and traditions of our house, whether you like it or not" she added. Meera nodded and said, "Jii."

"Savitri Bahu, go and serve everyone their food. I and Sugandha Bahu will explain the house customs to the choti Bahu" she said to her elder daughter-in-law, who nodded.

Dadi and Sugandha led Meera to Rajat's bedroom, which had been beautifully decorated with flowers for their wedding night. Meera blushed at the sight, but she tried to keep a straight face in front of her mother-in-law and grandmother-in-law.

"This is Rajat's room, and from today, it's yours too," Sugandha said with a smile.

"I hope your mother has told you everything about the suhagrat?" Dadi asked. Meera nodded. Sugandha handed her a tablet.

"Take this," she said. Without hesitation, Meera gulped it down with water.

"You know what this is for?" Sugandha asked. Meera shook her head, lying—her friend Ishita had already explained it to her.

"This is a medicine to help with lactation. Your boobs is normal, but it will increase naturally once milk production begins. Its effects will start showing in about an hour. In our tradition, a husband and wife begin their intimate relationship with this ritual. I hope you don't disappoint my son" Sugandha explained.

Meera's cheeks burned with embarrassment, her heart racing with nervous excitement at experiencing her first night."One more thing. I hope you understand the most important parts of your marriage" Sugandha said, her tone serious. Meera flinched slightly at her voice.

"Jii" Meera replied, fully aware of what Sugandha was referring to.

"You are not only married to my son Rajat Thakur; you are also meant to be married to my other son, Rajveer Thakur. You are to share yourself between Rajat and Rajveer" Sugandha said.

Meera already knew this—her parents had told her before the wedding. Rajat and Rajveer were twins, children of Sugandha and Jaswant Thakur. They had promised each other they would marry only one girl. Rajveer was abroad for work, so he could not attend the wedding.

A maid brought food for Meera into her room."Eat this and take a bath. They will help you get ready for the suhagrat" Sugandha said as she and Dadi left the room.

Meera ate the food and took a bath. More than two hours passed as she getting ready.

She was almost ready when her boobs started hurting intensely; she was experiencing unfamiliar sensations in her body. She breathed heavily as she swallowed. "I'm ready, you all can go" she said. The maids bowed and left. As soon as they were gone, she shut the door.

She came to the bed and started massaging her left boobs, almost letting out a soft moan. The feeling was completely new to her, something she had never experienced before. Her breathing grew heavy as she tilted her head back and closed her eyes. She then began massaging both of her boobs with her hands, but they felt too full for her hands to cover properly.

Just then the door open she didn't even notice when the door get closed,she was in her own world eyes closed, harshly touching her boobs ,soft moaning. It was Rajat who just came and see his wife mess situation and smirk . He came close to her and slap her boobs harshly,she opened her eyes . She got shocked as she came down and take her pallu to cover her head while her blouse was disslived almost giving him the best views ,his fingerprint was there on her left boobs ,red.

"Too excited..hmm" He said as he take one step towards her ,she takes her step back .