(A bollywood musical story) Italian CEO × Desi Girl Enemies to lovers (major trope) #5-Billionairelove-05/08/25 She was never meant to marry him. They weren't poles apart, they were custom apart. Not by distance, but by 𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞. 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝘆𝗮, of Indian origin, was born and raised in Italy. Her heart beats for chai, not coffee. Her manners were stuck to desi, her traditions rooted in another land. She spoke both Hindi and Italian, but there was still something her parents never told her. A secret she uncovered too late. He hated her. Hated seeing her, hearing her, even speaking to her. The marriage was just an arrangement and nothing more for him. But when his sharp glares turned into lingering stares, he knew something had shifted. She had quietly made a place into his mind and heart. He didn't know what a saree was, or what made chai so special but sitting in the living room with a cup of tea in his hand, watching his wife draped in simple cotton sarees, somehow became his routine. He didn't know what vermilion meant but when he caught himself smiling every time he saw it on her forehead, he realized something different and beautiful at once: He was falling in love. With his wife. With 𝗗𝗶𝘃𝘆𝗮 "𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐨."

𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 ♬♩♪♩ [ɪɴᴅɪᴀɴ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ ] 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 : A 30-year-old, 6'1", devilishly handsome man with a sharp jawline, broad shoulders, tan skin, brown eyes, and a chiseled six-pack physique that leaves women swooning. President of RK Groups, where work and friends mean everything to him. Once passionate about photography, he gave up his dreams to manage the family business after his younger brother became a lawyer. Rivaan is serious, responsible, and pragmatic but carries a deep resentment toward his circumstances. He was forced into marriage with a simple village girl, Preeti, due to his grandmother's insistence. Though he respects his grandmother, this marriage was never part of his plans, and adjusting to it will test his patience and resolve. ____________________________________ 𝗣𝗿𝗲𝗲𝘁𝗶 𝗥𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗮𝗻 𝗸𝗮𝗽𝗼𝗼𝗿 : A 22-year-old village girl, standing 5'3", with an innocent, small, and cute face, a button nose, large brown eyes, and waist-length hair. Preeti is gentle, soft-spoken, and respectful of her elders. She has never ventured out of her village, where life was simple and her dreams modest. She accepted her arranged marriage without complaint, believing it to be her duty as a daughter, but she is unprepared for the challenges of life in a big city or the cold indifference of her husband. Despite her struggles, Preeti is determined to win over her new family and adapt to her unfamiliar world, but her journey will be anything but easy. ◦•●◉✿✿◉●•◦ ______________________________________ Don't forget to vote and comment 😁 Happy reading ❤️

A cute adorable story of MANAN and their little love❤️😍... Along with family and friends. But, don't forget about the twists and turns here and there 😜😏😈... As LIFE is all about the ups and downs, unpredictabilities, uncertainties, It doesn't remains the same all the time, CHANGE IS CONSTANT Here and how you cope up deal with those changing situations ... it can never be always only happy nor only sad moments. So join me in this cute emotional journey to see who wins in the end LIFE ya MANAN ?? *This book has been reviewed by the reviewer of FMC @amaya_kashaf. Thank you so much for your time and for the beautiful, honest review sweetie 😊❤️

Manan: A Love Story - The Beginning The pandit raised his hands and declared with a gentle smile, "Marriage is now complete. You both are husband and wife." In that moment, the world seemed to pause. Manik and Nandini exchanged a quiet, yet intense glance. Their eyes locked, a mix of emotions flashing through them - love, uncertainty, hope. They didn't know what the future held, but one thing was certain: this marriage, though unexpected, would change their lives in ways they couldn't yet comprehend. Would it lead them to paradise or bring them face to face with struggles they hadn't anticipated? Only time would tell. Manik Malhotra: A man of few words and even fewer smiles, Manik Malhotra was a force to be reckoned with. As the CEO of Malhotra Enterprises, he was known for his sharp mind, ruthless business strategies, and an attitude that screamed arrogance. His towering height, chiselled features, and steely gaze made him the object of envy for many. Yet, beneath the exterior of the cold and detached businessman, there was a man who loved his family more than anything in the world. Nandini Murthy: Nandini, a doctor by profession, was everything Manik wasn't - gentle, kind, and full of warmth. She was beautiful in her own understated way, with a heart as pure as her intentions. Her intelligence was matched only by her compassion for others, and her caring nature made her beloved by everyone she encountered. Whether it was a patient, a colleague, or a stranger, Nandini's kindness knew no bounds. A New Journey Begins This is the beginning of Manik and Nandini's story. A story of two seemingly different souls brought together by fate, on a path neither of them ever imagined. I, Flora Raj, officially invite you to witness their journey, to be a part of their love story, and to bless them with your well wishes. Come, and be a part of their new beginning.

A girl who doesn't want to fall in love as she is scared of failed relationships....She has a small family which consists her mother and father.... A guy who believe in love at first sight want a life partner whom he can love and pamper.... He doesn't have a family except his sister.... A Manan Story.....

Imagine destiny being your cupid and sending that person in your life who is a complete stranger to you. Welcome to the story of an Indian Marwadi family where destiny brings two souls together who are born without each other but are made for each other. The story of Aditya Kothari, a Marwadi businessman who is a family man and an extreme introvert and shy type ka banda and Neha, a very loud personality who loves to express herself and a hopeless romantic girl who grew up watching Iss pyaar ko kya naam doon and expecting an Arnav Singh Raizada to enter her life, who could listen to all her yapping and adore her for the rest of her life. What happens when two completely opposite people are tied in an arranged marriage? How will love bloom between them? Will Aditya be able to match the standards of Neha? Will Neha get the love she craved for? To the ones who like realistic Indian old school romance stories this story is for you guys.

#BOOK1 of Devil&Angel series ♡ 𝓕𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓪𝓷 𝓐𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓪𝓰𝓮, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓷 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝓽𝔂 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓐𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 ! ♡ ♡ ♡ " App mujhe pasand nahi.. " I said hesitantly. " Mujhe tum bohot pasand ho. Agli wajah? " He stated bluntly. " App mujhse bade hai. " " Toh main jyada pyaar kar lunga .. " gasped hearing him. " Appko sharam nahi aati? " " Woh tum kar lena. Main besharam he theek hu. " His bold answer made her amazed . ♡ ♡ ♡ " You were mine since the moment I laid my eyes on you sweetheart... Today or tomorrow, doesn't matter , I'll make sure I'm the only one who loves you, touches you and makes you feel things that you never felt before. " He thought looking at the numerous pictures or her that was all over his room. ♡ ♡ ♡ A marriage alliance that was arranged by the 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 to make the 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 his ! ♡ ♡ ♡ He was adamant to make her his while she had her own reasons to stay away from him.. She was the reason he believed in love unknown to the fact that she has already lost her beliefs. It wasn't going to be easy for the Devil to bring his Angel in his life but we are talking about Kabir Rathore , The Devil who if wants something, he gets it by hook or by crook. ♡ ♡ ♡ ᵀʳᵒᵖᵉˢ : ᴬᵍᵉ ᵍᵃᵖ ᴳʳᵘᵐᵖʸ × ˢᵘⁿˢʰⁱⁿᵉ ᴰᵉᵛⁱˡ × ᴬⁿᵍᵉˡ ᴰᴱˢᴵ ᴿᴼᴹᴬᴺᶜᴱ Started: 28.12.23 Ended :

𝓐𝓷 𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮𝓭 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂 𝘚𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘖𝘶𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘨𝘦 "He didn't touch me on our wedding night-not even a glance that felt like a beginning. I told myself I wouldn't fall. That I wouldn't love a man who kept the door to his heart bolted shut. But I did. In the way he said my name when he was tired. In the way he protected me without admitting it. I fell for a man who didn't want a wife. And every day, I wondered if being his wasn't enough to be his." ~ "I married her, not for love-but for peace. I told myself she was just a name on paper, not someone who'd turn my world upside down. I was cold, distant. Maybe even cruel. But she stayed. She smiled when I didn't deserve it. She made a stranger's house feel like something I wanted to come home to. And without warning-I fell. Now I can't look at her without wondering how I ever thought I could live untouched by her love." Under editing

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.