KALIGHAT, BENGAL 1943
BRITISH EMPIRE

LORD THEODORE NORMAN, THE LAST BRITISH LORD WHO SUDDENLY WENT MISSING WITH HIS FAMILY IN 1944, JUST BEFORE HIS ARREST.

British Mansion 13th Feb 1943

He stared at the young girl in front of him. As far as he could recall, his parents arranged his marriage to this girl. A Zamindar's daughter and an Indian at that. What bad taste. Zamindars needed the British government's support; no wonder they were always trying to curry favour with the British. Never thought he'd be the one having the bad luck of marrying an Indian. "So..it's you?" He asked her in a slightly irritated tone.

There she was, Siya Roy Chaudhary. Beautiful woman with a curvy physique, 5'3 height (20 years old), honey brown skin, full lips, big lotus eyes, sharp nose, long wavy Raven hairs. Small fingers, clad in a blue chiffon saree with a frill blouse

He looked her from head to toe. Despite being Indian, she was quite pretty, especially in the traditional clothes she wore. But he still thought she was quite short and frail. He was definitely more on the tall and muscular side as he's 6'2 height (27 years old). But he still felt annoyed about this marriage, even though she's pretty.

"Yes. So you're Siya? The one I'm supposed to be marrying?"

"Why can't you just disagree?" she said quickly.

He rolled his eyes at her question. "Oh, you think I have a choice between marrying you or not?"

He sneered. "Don't be a fool. It's already arranged and there's no backing out."

"I don't want to marry ever. I want to support my country in the freedom struggle," She argued back.

His face instantly darkened as soon as he heard her. Freedom struggle How dare she? "You want to support the freedom struggle, huh? What are you, a traitor?" He said in a cold tone.

"It's because of people like you that Britishers are still ruling here.

"It's people like us that you are starting to think of leaving soon enough", she scoffed.d

He laughed at her words. How naive she is. "Leave? Are you really that gullible? The British are never going to leave. They own this country. They own you even.

"No one can own a soul, let alone mere humans humour me. Only God owns us humans," she roared.

He let out a snort. "Now you're bringing God into this? Please, spare me. It's clear who's in charge here. And it's not you."

He took a step closer to her. "I'll never let you support that stupid freedom struggle of yours. I'll make sure you'll be a good little wife and serve under your husband."

"Shut up, I'm not your slave. Never," she shouted. His eyes flashed with anger at her words. He grabbed her chin tightly, forcing her to look up at him. "You'd better drop that attitude, darling. You're going to be my wife soon, and that means you'll obey me".

"I'll run away," she said

His grip on her chin got even tighter at her words. He pulled her closer to his face so that they were only inches apart. "You think I'll let you run away?" He said in a low voice. "You're going to be my wife, which means you're mine. And I don't let my things run away." He released her chin, stepping back from her, but his eyes, still locked on hers.

"You can try to resist all you want, but in the end, you belong to me.
You'll be my wife, and you'll do as I say." He paused and let out a small smirk. "And who knows, maybe one day, I'll teach you to obey one way or another."

"So you won't be disgusted by marrying an Indian?" she smirked back. He raised an eyebrow at her question. "Disgusted? Of course I'll be disgusted." He said honestly, "Marrying an Indian is the last thing I want."

He paused and looked her up and down before continuing, "But, I suppose I could make an exception for you. You're certainly a lot prettier than most of the women I've seen here."

"All are pretty here. Have you been to Kashmir lot of pretty girls. Have you gone to Assam a lot of cute girls?" He gave her a dismissive wave of his hand. "Maybe by your standards they're pretty, but I have higher standards."

He paused and took a step closer to her again. "And trust me, my dear, you're definitely prettier than those women. I suppose that's the only reason I'm even considering going through with this marriage."

"I don't want this marriage; I'll fight for my freedom", she retorted. His expression darkened at her words again. "You keep talking about this freedom struggle." He said in a firm voice. "It's pointless. You'll never win."

He took another step closer to her, towering over her. "And you'll accept this marriage whether you want it or not. You'll be my wife, whether you like it or not."

He leaned closer to her, his face inches away from hers again. "And let me make this clear, darling." He said in a low voice. "You belong to me. You'll do as I say. And if you ever try to disobey me or support this freedom struggle, there will be consequences. Do you understand?

"What can you do? Kill me? Then do it right now," He stared at her, surprised by her words."You're quite brave, aren't you?" He said, a hint of amusement in his voice.

But then his expression turned serious again. "Don't think I won't hurt you if you cross me." He warned. "I have my ways of keeping you in line.

"How? Beat me? Like you, people beat our heroes in jail

He let out a snort at her words."Oh, you think that's all I can do?" He said with a small smirk.

He stepped closer to her again, towering over her once more. "Darling, I have so many ways to make you submit. And trust me, you don't want to find out what those are."

She made a disgusting face and left. He watched her go, a mix of annoyance and anger on his face. He didn't like being disrespected like that. But he also couldn't help but find her attitude fascinating.

He made a mental note to keep an eye on her. He wouldn't let her get away with this kind of behaviour. She'll soon learn her place and submit to him.

"One vow bound her to rebellion. One kiss bound her to him. Tomorrow, she would have to choose."

But this was only the beginning... should I drop the next part? 👀✨

Comment if you're ready to see what happens when a lord's bride dares to defy the crown, or maybe she gets trapped with him forever."