HIS MOLKI BRIDE She had never seen him. He had never seen her. Yet, their wedding was already fixed. In a village where some girls are not married... They are bought. Kalyani Kumari never imagined that one day her own name would come with a price- ₹20,00,000. She doesn't know who her groom is. She doesn't know how old he is. She doesn't even know what kind of life awaits her behind the doors of the Chowdhury Haveli. Vikram Chowdhury, a forty-year-old widower, has spent eighteen years refusing to let another woman take his dead wife's place. He never wanted a second marriage. She never wanted to become a Molki bride. Two strangers. One forced marriage. And a tradition cruel enough to turn a girl into a price tag. But what happens when the bride he never wanted... becomes the one person he can never ignore? Some marriages are written by love. Theirs was written by money. ⚠️ CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ Molki refers to a harmful bride-buying practice reported in some parts of India, where women from economically vulnerable families may be married off in exchange for money. In this story, the Molki tradition is portrayed as a sensitive social issue involving poverty, exploitation and lack of choice. It is not being glorified or presented as a normal or acceptable marriage practice. This is an 18+ mature story containing a huge age gap, Molki tradition, forced marriage, sensitive social themes, emotional trauma, possessiveness, marital conflicts, Hindi smut, and mature intimacy. Vikram is an older husband with a much younger wife, so the story may explore temptation, impatience, complicated emotions and intimate situations within their marriage. If you're uncomfortable with these themes, please don't read. You may try my other stories instead. ❤️ Read only if you're comfortable with mature and sensitive content. This is a work of fiction and does not glorify or justify harmful traditions.