Priya Sharma had a stable career, a respectable life, and an engagement everyone approved of. Everything was planned. Everything made sense. Until one party changed everything. What was supposed to be a simple evening with old friends turned into the night she met Ram Kapoor-a billionaire, a divorcee, and the father of a fourteen-year-old daughter. A man thirteen years older than her. A man who belonged to a world completely different from hers. A man she should have forgotten the moment she left that party. Instead, she developed a crush. A harmless crush. At least that's what she told herself. But crushes aren't supposed to turn into midnight conversations. They're not supposed to become friendship, comfort, or the first person you think about every morning. And they're definitely not supposed to make you question a future you've already promised to someone else. Because falling for the billionaire with a teenage daughter was never part of Priya's plan. The problem? He wasn't supposed to be part of her story at all.

Tripura Nagarajan's life revolves around exactly two things. Her three-year-old daughter, Peehu. And making sure they survive another month in Mumbai. After her husband walked away for another woman shortly after Peehu's birth, Tripura stopped believing in forever. Between daycare emergencies, unpaid bills, and sleepless nights, romance is the last thing on her mind. Then she gets hired as the personal assistant to Karan Khanna. The most feared CEO in the city. Every day is a battle of deadlines, impossible schedules, and Karan's endless complaints. Neither of them is prepared for Peehu. Because while the entire office is terrified of Karan Khanna, one tiny three-year-old decides he's her new best friend. ~ ♥️ ~ A little world built from bedtime stories, missed lunches, school events, and the people who choose to stay. After all, some families are born. And some are found when you least expect them.

Just a tiny spark of effort to bring back our beloved Ram & Priya from the original Bade Acche Lagte Hain. Getting back into writing feels rusty, but these moments remind me why RaYa lives rent-free in our hearts forever. Hope this little nudge motivates me (and all us fans) to keep creating! 💕

A hospital visit, a gynecologist with too many questions, and RAYA who have to invent their entire married life on the spot. What could possibly go wrong?

He forced her into his name. Into his world. Into a life she never chose. Ram Kapoor doesn't love-he claims. But Priya Sharma was never meant to be owned. She wears his surname. Lives under his roof. Carries his mark. And still- She looks at him like he has nothing.

He looked at her first. But not her. Ram Kapoor - billionaire, feared, untouchable - sent a proposal for the elder sister. Priya Sharma was never meant to be part of his story. She was the quiet one. The unnoticed one. The one who never chased power. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. Because sometimes the girl he never intended to notice becomes the one he can't ignore.

He doesn't make scenes. He doesn't raise his voice. But when another man dares to imagine his wife... Ram Kapoor stops pretending he's in control. This Valentine's Night, jealousy doesn't ruin their love. It exposes how deep it goes.

A man who built his life around responsibility. A woman who smiled without knowing she was being seen. One glance, one moment-and a life that was never meant to change, begins to shift.

One wrong room. One reckless night. No names. No protection. She forgot his face. He never forgot hers. And the truth was waiting for the future.

He buried her five years ago. Ram Kapoor learned how to exist in a world where Priya Sharma was dead-where love became grief, and survival became routine. Then fate dragged him back to the wedding mandap where his life had once fallen apart. He thought the worst that could happen was remembering. He was wrong. Because Priya walked in-alive, breathing, real. And she didn't come alone. Between them stood a child who called him Golu Uncle... and called her Mumma. Five years of silence. Five years of grief. Five years of choices that destroyed everything they once were. This is not a reunion story. This is the moment love, betrayal, truth, and consequence collide-inside a wedding that was never meant for them.