Velvet just doesn't mean a smoothly woven fabric, there's a lot this pretty word symbolises. It embodies power, position, politics, wealth and everything that has been the favourite fabrics of popes and aristocrats for centuries. Just like they say, it's all about money, well aren't they right? Morals and principles are compensated when it comes to wealth and power, that's when corruption arises. Amidst a business competition, working hard and fast isn't enough for a business to survive, they need to pull down the other one in order to take the lead. In a world full of materialistic people, broken families and no principles, do you believe you can find real love? Well, not if you're left behind with no other options rather than marrying someone out of a business deal! How do you think the marriage will work out between two arrogant and egoistic people who've never really known what having a partner feels like?

What begins as the wrong place, the wrong time, the wrong person - slowly becomes the only thing either of them can't walk away from. But in a world where every relationship is a transaction and every alliance has a price, wanting someone you were never meant to have is not just complicated. It is ruinous.

He was a man built on discipline- Sidharth, an army officer whose life ran on orders, silence, and control. Emotions were distractions, love was a liability, and his heart... well-trained to obey, not feel. And then came Shehnaaz- a chaos he never prepared for. She laughed at the wrong moments, made jokes where silence was expected, and carried a strange, dark humor that turned even pain into something absurdly beautiful. Where Sidharth saw rules, she saw loopholes. Where he built walls, she leaned against them... and smiled. What started as curiosity slowly turned into attachment. And attachment into something far more dangerous for a man like him. Because Shehnaaz didn't break him loudly- she unraveled him quietly. In her presence, his rigid world softened. His silences grew louder. And for the first time, a man who had survived battlefields found himself losing control... not to war, but to a girl who made him feel. But love, like war, demands sacrifice. And when duty calls louder than the heart, will Sidharth choose the uniform he's sworn to... or the girl who dismantled him piece by piece? Original work : Veham - @the_creepy_curls

Love shouldn't hurt. But sometimes, it does. When two broken souls collide, affection becomes obsession, trust becomes betrayal, and every moment together is both intoxicating and toxic. Trigger Warning: This story includes references to self-harm, addiction, and mature situations intended for adult readers. - story by @with_love_Anu ❤️

You have all read this before: a rich, cold boss meets a young, hopeful employee....Contract marriage.... Slow burn.... You know the drill. This is not that story. This is my take on an overused genre but stripped of the glamour and clichés, and rebuilt from the ground up with raw, human feeling.Forget the flawless billionaire and the damsel in distress. Meet two erred humans: a man so hollowed by his own success that he is bargaining for his family's return and reclaiming his ancestral property and a woman whose ambition is both her greatest strength and her most vulnerable wound... ...He was supposed to be using her to rebuild his past and reclaim his fortune. She was supposed to be using him to build her dreams . But does life work like that? Can human being really plan their fate? In the fragile ecosystem they built in the basis of transactions,a dangerous feeling forced them to question whether the prize they had been fighting for was the one they truly needed? Their contract was clear from the beginning but their hearts had no clues that it was A Risky pact.

He promised her father he will take care of her if anything happens to him. Now it was time to fill that promise but what he didn't expect was that little girl who use to follow him everywhere has grown into beautiful and mannered woman. He let his selfish desires take over and married her. Make her his. When he already was betrothed to someone else

Enemies to lovers "Apna muh band rakho karo mere samne because it's fucking infuriating." He slammed her back against desk. She hissed in pain immediately gripping wooden desk between her fist and pressing herself into it because he was leaning closer her face more. Extremely close more than her liking "Toh mat kiya karen mere sath baat I don't ask to speak to me." She spoke bluntly avoid any eye-contact with him "And you wonder why your father left." His harsh words made her snap head at him. He didn't move his face and he could see hurt his words has caused in her eyes but he was arrogant enough to not care about it "You deserve it-" He was cut off by slap landing on his right cheek His head tilted and he stayed in that position for seconds processing what she just did. His eyes darken and rage build inside him. There was no regret in her eyes, he has been nothing but asshole to her ever since she come to this college. After whatever he has done to her this slap wasn't even big deal- She wide her eyes when he slammed his lips against hers. She froze for second

A story about unconventional people. People who fail at normal. People who are untamed and wild. A story about how the conventional world is not for people who fail at normal.

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