"You... you are my destiny... my curse... my end..." Dev's smile was cold victory. He leaned close, whispering against her ear, his breath a cruel caress. "That's it, doll. That's the truth. You're branded now. Your screams, your blood, your words - mine. Forever." The leather slipped from his hand. Arohi collapsed, trembling violently. Her back was torn, raw with lashes, She fell, her knees unable to hold her weight. Dev caught her before she hit the ground. His arms wrapped around her- not gentle, but possessive, claiming. He looked down at the broken girl in his hold, her lashes still glistening with tears. Her lips parted, her voice a shredded whisper. "No more... please... I can't..."

He held up his hands, trying to sound casual, but the sight stopped her cold-blood smeared across his fingers, dark and fresh. "Relax, it's nothing," he said smoothly, his voice trying to soothe, but her heart pounded in stark disbelief. Her eyes widened, fixed on the crimson stains, a silent scream caught in her throat. Horror dripped from every glance. "Nothing? You killed him," she whispered, voice barely steady, trembling with a mixture of fear and accusation. "You're a murderer." He scoffed, a cold shadow flickering in his unreadable eyes. "Don't insult me wifey. I'm above that." The weight of his words pressed down like a guillotine as she steadied herself, voice sharp with defiance. "I'll tell everyone. I won't marry you." A slow, cruel smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his breath ghosting against her ear like a deadly promise. "Will you? Go ahead-tell everyone. I'll destroy everything you hold dear, just like your telling would destroy mine. We'll go down together." He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper. "And as for not marrying me... oh wifey , you don't get to choose. You'll be mine-whether it's in a wedding dress, or buried in a legend". He wasn't supposed to pull her in-didn't even understand why he was drawn to her. She wasn't the most beautiful, but something beneath the surface called to him. A ruthless heir haunted by betrayal, he never let strangers close... yet he craved to keep her. ☆☆☆☆ This story is not standalone. It is based on a character from another story. It's about a girl who has been overshadowed by her sister's beauty but has managed to keep herself from turning bitter. She has suffered enough-now it's time for her to find happiness. The first book is Khushi: His Lawless Love.

A Dark Obsessive Romance** She thought it was love. He made sure it felt like punishment. Ayushi was drawn to Reyansh Malhotra - rich, ruthless, and dangerously irresistible. He didn't ask for her love. He claimed it. And once she became his, there was no escape. Marriage wasn't a promise. It was a prison wrapped in silk. Every kiss came with control. Every touch, a test of how much pain love could carry. He broke her - beautifully. And loved her - violently. She tried to run. He made sure she crawled back. Because Reyansh doesn't lose what belongs to him. Not in this life. Not in the next. --- ⚠️ Warning: This story contains intense psychological themes, dark romance, emotional manipulation, and physical abuse. Read responsibly.

''jis tarah se ye hathkadi kaid karti hai na usi tarah se kaidi ho gyi hai aap hamare dil ke karagaar mein '' (the way these handcuffs prison same way i will prison you in my heart) sultan aashiq mohammad khan. '' humein kaid hone se darr nhi lagta , lagta hai us kale dil se jismein humein kaid karenge '' ( i am not afraid of getting prisoned but by the place where you will prison me you dark heart). naira mittal.

"𝐈 𝐰i𝐥l f𝐮c𝐤 𝐭h𝐞 𝐟i𝐠h𝐭 𝐨u𝐭 𝐨f y𝐨u, 𝐮n𝐭i𝐥 𝐲o𝐮 𝐚r𝐞 𝐧o𝐭h𝐢n𝐠 𝐛u𝐭 𝐚 𝐭r𝐞m𝐛l𝐢n𝐠 𝐦e𝐬s" "...do you want to break off the engagement with me that much?" "If it's you, you will find a girl who's much better than me. One who will be much more helpful to you. Of course, the company..." His eyes were shining clearly even in the smoke. "All I want is you." He gently swept the back of her hand with his fingertips. She tried to avoid his touch, but he grabbed her wrist and refused to let go. "I've spent a lot of time on this wedding. I took you to an important gathering of acquaintances, and I put a lot of effort into finding a wedding gift and a new house for newlyweds. You've wasted the time of both our families and mine." "So... what do you want me to do?" "Who knows. What should you do?" He inhaled the cigar deeply and exhaled a thick smoke again. As the smoke rolled in, clear tears formed around her eyes. He gently wiped the corners of her eyes. The moment he first met her, he muttered as he stared at her neat face, which made his heart stop. "If you don't like it that much, I can't help it either. We have no choice but to find an agreement." "An agreement...?" "There's something that needs to be gone, right?"

Previously known as "Mobster's wife" Book one of "The Guns of Love" series "we're getting married soon, mon amour," he said, his eyes gleaming with a predatory intensity that sent shivers down my spine. "No!" I yelled, the word bursting forth from my lips without conscious thought. "I would never." His expression darkened, and a cruel smile twisted his lips. "As if I wouldn't know your answer," he sneered. "That's why I'm not asking you; I am telling you." My heart pounded in my chest, and I struggled to keep my voice steady. "You can't force me into this," I said. "We were never meant to be together because what you're feeling is not love, but an insane obsession." His hand shot out, wrapping around my neck with a grip that was both tight and suffocating. I gasped for air, my eyes widening in fear as I struggled to break free. "And if you think that by constantly running away, you can stay away from me, then you're also wrong," he hissed, his face contorted with rage. "It's your fault for giving me hope that this obnoxious life of mine could be alluring with you by my side. And now, I need you in my gloomy life. Let it be my infatuation for you." ｡☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆｡ It wasn't supposed to happen! she wasn't supposed to come into his dark life as a guiding light she wasn't supposed to give him hope in life and make him obsessed with her mare presence Now how can he let her go when he can't even think of living his life without her? what will future holds ? will he let her go out his life ? or will she have to live her life bearing his name with her as the wife of the dangerous mobster?

~A TALE OF VILLAIN'S OBSESSION ~✿⁠~ ⁠

"Alexander, please no... I-I beg you. Please don't do this," I whispered, fear lacing every word as tears streamed down my cheeks."Shhh, tesoro... First, stop calling me by my name. Call me Alex, like you used to. And why are you crying? I haven't even started yet," he smirked, disgustingly calm as his hand reached for my face. I flinched. His eyes darkened. In a flash, his fingers tangled into my hair, yanking my head back with brutal force. "Don't fucking resist me, Sophie. Or it won't end well. Your tears are like gems to me-so cry more, just for me," he growled. I couldn't believe I never saw the monster hidden behind my best friend's smile."Now tell me-what foot did you move first when you tried to escape your cage?" His hand gripped a hammer, twirling it like it was a toy. "A-Alexander, please don't," I sobbed, thrashing against the chains locked around my wrists and ankles."I don't have time, mi tesoro. Punishment must be served. Now-WHICH FOOT?" he roared. ________ Meet Sophia Grace-a kind, soft-hearted girl living in a small apartment in Seattle. She's a passionate photographer, living her best life with her two closest friends: Alexander and Daniel. They share everything, bound by one rule-never catch feelings. Break that rule, and everything falls apart. But what happens when one of them does? What happens when Sophia is pulled into a darkness she never saw coming-dragged into hell by her best friend? ______ Meet Alexander Dante Moretti-a cold, calculating, dangerously handsome mafia leader. To the world, he's a 23-year-old billionaire, the most eligible bachelor. But in the underworld? He's feared. Ruthless. Untouchable. Alex has always harboured an obsession for Sophia. Years ago, he confessed. She rejected him. But his obsession never died-it evolved into something darker. Now, he's done waiting. Done playing the nice guy. And he's ready to claim what's his, no matter the cost. Even if it means chaining her to his world. Even if it means breaking her.

Two orphaned best friends, Aarya and Mannat, have survived every storm together, but nothing prepares them for the tempest that two of the country's most powerful men bring into their lives. Aarya, fierce and unyielding, believes in fighting for what's right. When she stands in the way of Ranveer Rathore, a ruthless businessman who stops at nothing to expand his empire, she unknowingly signs her fate. Ranveer, a man accustomed to getting what he wants, sees Aarya as nothing more than an obstacle-one he will crush at any cost. But when her resistance costs him a major deal, he takes revenge in the cruelest way possible-by forcefully making her his wife. Bound in a marriage of power, control, and defiance, they wage a war neither of them is ready to lose. Mannat, soft-spoken and kind-hearted, has always been the one to bring peace. But when Aarya's freedom is at stake, she makes the ultimate sacrifice-offering herself to Vihaan Rajput, a cold, calculating billionaire who sees marriage as nothing more than a business deal. Vihaan's inheritance depends on him producing an heir, and he needs a woman who will carry his child and walk away when the time comes. Mannat agrees, thinking she can remain untouched by a man who has no heart. But she doesn't expect to uncover the man hidden beneath the ice. And Vihaan doesn't expect that the woman he thought was merely a contract will become his greatest obsession. As fate, power, and desire entangle their lives, Aarya and Mannat find themselves trapped in marriages where love was never part of the equation. But the heart has a way of rewriting rules, and when hate turns into something far more dangerous, the question remains-who will break first? A story of power, revenge, sacrifice, and an unexpected love that defies all boundaries.