The red and gold dupatta felt like a heavy, glittering prison. Khushi Kumari Gupta, all of ten years old with ink-stained fingers and a missing front tooth, sat cross-legged on the plush velvet cushions of the Shantivan drawing room. Across the sacred fire, looking equally miserable in a stiff, embroidered sherwani that pinched his neck, sat Arnav Singh Raizada. To the pandit chanting mantras, they were participating in an ancient, binding union arranged by their families to seal a lifelong business alliance. To the adults, it was a grand decree of destiny. To Khushi and Arnav, it was the absolute worst way to spend a Saturday afternoon when they both could have been outside eating jalebis or playing cricket. When the ritual required them to exchange garlands, Khushi didn't offer a shy, cinematic smile. She aggressively shoved the marigold circle over Arnav's head, nearly knocking him off balance. "If you tell anyone I cried because I scraped my knee yesterday, I'm telling everyone you still sleep with your superhero comic books," Khushi whispered fiercely, her eyes narrowed in a silent threat. Arnav caught the garland, his jaw tight as he jammed his own floral offering over her braids with equal hostility. "I don't care about your stupid knee, and I definitely don't read comic books. Move your foot, you're stepping on my hem." They were forced to take the seven steps around the fire hand-in-hand, two angry, petulant children dragging their feet through a script written by adults who thought they were being clever. When the elders cheered and showered them with flower petals, Khushi muttered under her breath, "When I grow up, I'm divorcing you." "Good," Arnav snapped right back, looking away with a scowl. "I was going to file the papers first." ***

ArShi Dark Romance. Proceed with caution. Khushi and Arnav had been inseparable since childhood. As they grew older, friendship gave way to desire, revealing the possessive obsession Arnav had long concealed beneath his comraderie. When his need to keep her causes the very harm he once swore to prevent, they are forced to confront whether love can survive without becoming a cage.

She was just another crazy superfan-standing outside the shooting gates every single day with that foolish, unbreakable smile. Rain or shine. Hope or heartbreak. He was Arnav Singh Raizada. The ruthless superstar. The heartless king of Bollywood who never let anyone close. Until one stormy night, when the sky cracked open and he finally pulled her into his world. Now, the man who never needed anyone is dangerously obsessed. She became his secret. His weakness. His only addiction. He calls it madness. She calls it love. But in the blinding lights of fame, some passions burn too bright... and the price of wanting someone this fiercely might be everything they never knew they had to lose. A darkly possessive, painfully passionate, and mysteriously addictive love story. #ipkknd #arshi #arnavsinghraizada #khushikumarigupta #arnavkhushi #asr #possessive #possessivehero #obsessed #obsession #desiromance #indianromance

Hey This is second season of Never Be Mine. Unlike first one, it is highly mature and contain dark secrets and mystery. Things aren't simple here, it is a Rollercoaster ride of mystery, secrets, pain and emotions. Though this is second season but it stand alone, if you didn't read first one you can go for it. Let's dive in a mysterious journey of Arshi. ❣️

One reckless, whiskey-soaked night. One very bad (very hot) decision. 😉 And now Khushi Kumari Gupta's life is officially a disaster. She's the clumsy, jalebi-obsessed secretary who can't stop tripping over her own feet. He's Arnav Singh Raizada - the ruthless, ice-cold billionaire CEO who rules the fashion world and never makes mistakes. Except this one. Suddenly Khushi is hiding a secret that could destroy everything. Midnight cravings hit like a storm. Office meetings turn into comedy shows. And Arnav's perfectly sculpted world? It's about to explode into pure, delicious chaos. Because when your boss is forced to handle your crazy pregnancy demands while his stylish girlfriend is still very much in the picture... things get messy. Hilariously messy. Will the man who hates complications fall for the girl who is the complication? Or will one drunken night ruin them both? Get ready for office romance, jalebi-fueled madness, secret revenge, and enough drama to keep you up all night. Welcome to the craziest nine months of Arnav and Khushi's lives. You've been warned. 😏 (Arshi | IPKKND | Billionaire Romance | Pregnancy Trope)

Continuation from the Airport scene. But with a huge twist that will change everything

After remarriage of Arshi.

What happens when two people who hate each other gets responsibility of toddlers?? This is an arshi short story but not written by me.The original writer of this beautiful story is Anamika and the actual link is given in the comment section of first chapter. The story is available on Indian Forums which I am finding inconvenient to read. I am creating a Wattpad version so that all of us can read this beautiful story.

A love divided by society, bound by passion. Is Arnav truly the ruthless delinquent the world has branded him - or a shield against a far greater evil? And is Khushi an untouchable princess of privilege, or fragile glass cracking beneath the strain of perfection? ~ ArShi college romance ❤️‍🔥