"Please, don't do this....give me some time....i will pay you back....please..." My voice was barely audible, still i managed to plead. He averted his gaze immediately. "Stop this drama"- He concentrated on his phone. "Please,,,,don't do this....." This time i cried silently. I felt so helpless infront of him. "Anurag, i have a solution...why can't you offer her a job,,she will pay like this" Inaya told Anurag. I wiped my tears. I felt so thankful towards her. "What!!! Are you serious?? I don't trust her at all,,she can steal anything from this place...you know about her character also...reputed people works here" My heart crashed brutally after hearing him. I stayed absolutely frozen. "Also she is not that much educated to deserve a job in a multinational company" He added. "Then give her something upto her level" Inaya said. A few minutes of silence covered the room. I stood just like that but i felt a scorching gaze all over me. "Okay,,,i have decided to give her a job" Anurag broke the silence. "She can be the sweeper of our building, that will match her standards i guess" I didn't utter anything and Inaya also went silent. She slowly walked out of the room after hearing that. "Are you ready then to join from tomorrow? I will pay you 10k per month,,,,you can pay me every month whatever amount you want....when the 2 lakhs will be paid, you can move wherever you want" He said while placing his legs above his desk. I have no other options left than this. I nodded my head and agreed to his proposal. "Now leave" He said on his cold tone. "I....want....some...advance" I told him by gathering my courage. Suddenly he took out some money from his wallet and threw at my face. I bent a little and picked up the money from the ground by gulping my self respect. Only my Benu's face appeared in my mind and gave me strength. I won't mind his humiliations. I have faced worst.

This is a dark romance story and it's my first so be a little patient with me . The cover image is not mine . It's from pin interest. The original rights are reserved to the owner of the picture .It's pure fictional and doesn't mean to offend anyone. # 1 in emotional roller coaster # 1 marriage of convenience # 1 antihero # 8 darklove # 22 dark romance # 56 fear # 259 forced relationship # 7 dark

The worst mistake that Sneha could do was to save a girl from getting assaulted. That is because the girl whom she saved was none other than the sister of the Mafia boss of Mumbai. Turned out that the mafia boss started doubting Sneha for being an accomplice of the assault. But, when her innocence was revealed, the unfortunate had already happened. The mafia boss had developed a beautiful infatuation with her. And, he would not stop until she is his. This is the story of Sneha, who comes from a humble family and wants to have a simple life. But, life threw her straight into the arms of a lively hurricane...the boss of Mumbai Mafia. How will she try to free herself from the chains of the man who is determined to have her in his life? Or will she succumb to his passionate desires? (Regular Updates) {Beginning: 1 Oct 2021}

Twenty-four-year-old Kashvi Acharya doesn't want to get married. Especially when she's at the turning point of her career. She wants to work, progress her career and build a life for herself beyond the confines of home and kitchen- unlike the women in her family. Definitely no marriage in her plans right now. Unfortunately, her conservative family didn't get the memo. Now Kashvi finds herself in a dilemma, be the obedient daughter that she always has been and marry the handsome stranger who fascinates and scares her at the same time... or run away to her freedom. Just so you know, latter option comes with a certain jilted groom who might be out for a revenge. ***** Excerpt: "Antarang," I breathed, my voice trembling. "I'm sorry I hurt you." My words shattered the moment. The Rage and hatred in his eyes were back. My heart clenched. His grip on me tightened, almost hurting me and grounding me in a reality I didn't want to face. "Princess," he sneered, his voice dripping with scorn. The once-affectionate pet name now sounded like a curse, and I hated the way it made me feel-ashamed, broken. "Your sorry doesn't mean shit. You made your choice and now it's time to pay for it." Before I could respond, before I could process his words, he released me. My knees buckled slightly, and I pressed against the wall for support, trying to catch my breath. By the time I looked up, Antarang was already gone. *****

Meenakshi. Her life turned upside down with one accident, she lost her future along with her father in the accident? She was thrown into a hell called "marriage" at a tender age of ten. She became an unpaid maid for her so called family and was stuck in a loveless marriage with an ignorant husband. Will she continue to suffer? Or Will something change in her life?

𝙋𝙊𝙇𝙄𝙏𝙄𝘾𝙄𝘼𝙉 × 𝘿𝙊𝘾𝙏𝙊𝙍 Reyansh Rathore is a young politician and soon in recent elections, he will be nominated as Chief Minister of the state. On the other hand Dr. Mayra Bhatia, who is a surgeon and live by herself. Mayra have very vague opinions when it comes to politics, all because of her bitter past and some hidden secrets of her life. There path meet each other, when Mayra did the surgery of Reyansh's mother. She decided to a keep safe distance from him. But she caught his eye, when she bruised his ego in there first encounter only. And now he wants apology from her but she is person who lives on her principles, not ready to apologize to him. "I did nothing wrong, so I will not apologize." This is what she said to her boss. There will be lot of Conterversies and rumours. Let's witness there journey together. How these two from totally different worlds and different opinions end up together or not? This book contains cute as well as dark romance. So read it, if you can handle that. You've been warned already. Tropes:- 𝙰𝚐𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚙 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝙶𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚢 × 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 × 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚁𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎.

My Husband, My Devil. "GET RID OF IT" She thought she heard something wrong, Not reacting she just stared at his face no emotion, nothing, just his flawless emotionless face. "Huh?" "I know you are pregnant and I want you to get rid off it, Sayantika" and that's when she thought he couldn't be any more heartless, he chosed to shock her all over again. "This is my baby and I don't want to" She moved back nodding her head in no. "You want me to give this relationship a chance right?" Saying he stepped closer, his calloused hand cupping her tears strained cheeks. "Just abort this, I promise to be with you" the softness in his left bitterness in hers. "I wanted, I wanted to stay with you to give this relationship a chance but not anymore" Completing her speech, She jerked his hand back, angering him to such extent, that all he wanted that moment was to hurt her. "Wait wait wait, does it mean it was you who spiked my drink and forced me to consummate with you, damnnn I never thought you will stoop this low for money and luxury ; a certified gold-digger indeed" like everytime he chosed to abuse her verbally, but this time his words didn't hurt her this time, She was used to his taunts now. From being the good and loyal companion to the good Obedient wife, She did everything for him and in return He hurted her again and again, by his words by his actions. "Just to let you know that if you are planning to public our marriage and to tell everyone that we are married and now you are carrying my child then I promise to destroy you and your family and I won't back off" He threatened. "You still have a chance, I will change myself the way you want, either this baby or me" the change of his words , the bipolaritic tone and everything about of him so complex. 'How did she fell for this man?' She thought and then chuckled internally. "I am choosing this baby over you , PREPARE THE DIVORCE PAPERS I SHALL SEE YOU IN THE COURT"

Arpana could hear guests murmuring about the bride swap and the judgemental talks on how it is her second marriage. Arpana was immune to this kind of talk. What bothered her the most was this sudden marriage. Arpana didn't even know this person who was sitting next to her. Arpana's thoughts were interrupted when Arjun came closer with the nuptial chain, before she got the time to process what was happening, Arjun had already tied the nuptial chain and applied the vermillion on her forehead. A tear slowly rolled down her cheeks but before anyone could notice it, she wiped it away. Arpana was struggling to believe that she is no longer a widow but a married woman. That too, to a stranger. ...... Arjun and Aparna got married for the second time. Both lost their loved ones and is going to try their luck in a second marriage. However, unlike the first time, Aparna is going to be a replaced bride this time. Let's see where their journey together will take them.

The households in India have been run by women primarily, following the centuries old tradition. From taking care of the child's breakfast to ensuring that the mother in-law's morning cup of tea is served on time, it is always the woman of the household. She is a wife, a daughter, a daughter in-law, a mother.... But who is she in reality? Mrinalini. The name was abruptly forgotten the moment she stepped into the Acharya household as a married woman. She became Mrinal for her husband, Bouma (daughter in-law) for her in-laws and other elders, Boudi(sister in-law) for her brothers in-law and Mrs. Acharya or Acharya Boudi for outsiders. Her identity was forgotten as she gradually accepted her duties as a married woman, as a daughter in-law and as someone who was expected to sacrifice. Their home wasn't a mansion or even a bungalow. There were financial constraints and there were challenges like every other middle class home. Not everything was easily available, apart from that one thing that was abundant and pravalent: PATRIARCHY She was taken for granted like most women in India are. Maybe there was love, maybe there was no mistreatment yet Mrinalini felt the walls around her constricting on her and causing her asphyxiation. This is the story of a bird compelled to live in a locked, golden cage... Will she ever liberate herself and fly? ... Dedicated to all the Indian mothers and women and to women all around the world who dedicated their entire lives to raise their children, to give love and to be selfless. ... This story doesn't aim to hurt or offend anyone's thoughts or sentiments. This is a work of pure fiction that came to my mind after watching the Bengali movie, 'Mukherji da r Bou'. The concept and the story and the characters explored in the story are all going to be my creation and my own original ideas. No plagiarism intended or supported. My work is copyrighted