AKSHAT SINGHANIA - A literature professor in Singania Institute of Arts and Commerce. He is soft and caring person with a tough exterior, who doesn't believe in love or marriage because of his parent's broken relationship and his ex wife's betrayal. As a professor, he's dedicated to his work, and his no-nonsense attitude masks a softer side. AMRIT TRIPATHI - She is a straightforward but introvert student, embodying simplicity and honesty. While others vie for the attention of their stern professor, Akshat, Amrit remains unnoticed until life takes an unexpected turn. Her future dream is to become an writer and she is starting her PHD. However their fates intervened when Akshat had to marry Amrit for saving her from humiliation. Jump inside to join their journey ✨

|| Book one of The Royal Sins || { Even if her soul resists, he'll shackle destiny to bring her to his throne.} -------------------------------- "Strip." The word hit me like a thunderclap, freezing every nerve in my body. I stared at him, wide-eyed, unable to comprehend if I had heard him right. "Did I stutter?" he asked, his voice cold and unrelenting. My hands clutched my lehenga instinctively, my breath hitching as his words settled over me like chains. "P-please... no," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "Don't make me repeat myself, Luna," he said, stepping closer, his towering presence suffocating. "This is your punishment for running away." Tears blurred my vision as I shook my head, falling to my knees. "I'm sorry," I cried, my voice trembling. "I didn't mean to-" "Sorry isn't enough," he cut me off, his tone sharper, harsher. "You disobeyed me. Do you think I'll let that go unpunished?" I sobbed, my hands trembling as I pressed them to the cold floor. "I can't... I can't do this," I begged, my voice cracking. "You can, and you will," he growled, crouching down so that his face was inches from mine. His dark eyes pierced through me, leaving me bare without him even touching me. "Do it, Haseena. Or I'll make sure you regret it even more." His words burned into my mind, twisting my fear into something I couldn't name. My hands trembled as I clutched my lehenga tighter, my tears falling harder. Would he really force me? Was this who he truly was? Or was it me who had pushed him to this edge? Even if her soul resists, he'll shackle destiny to bring her to his throne. In the forgotten halls of Patliputra's palace, Anubhav Singh's obsession with Haseena Malik deepens, entangling her in a world of power and dark desires.

एक आम मोहरे की सिर्फ एक चाल और पूरा खेल समाप्त...!! ???? A/N- I don't own the characters but, I own this story, so don't try to copy the concept, scenes and dialogues. Cover credit: @anuseenaxhearts

Ghar ki Gali se, Dil ki Gali tak ❤️

What if Anubhav was taken to the hospital right after he got injured? what if proper Enquiry would have set up to study the case? And what if Chandramukhi Chautala and team would Handle that case? what if she and her team would be the cupid in reunion of Anuseena?

Student Teacher love story.