BOOK 1 OF HER SERIES *.✧HER REPLACED HUSBAND✧.* *.↬ Ruthvik Rajvansh Ruthvik Rajvansh is a billionaire businessman who had once loved deeply. But the woman he had loved since school, the one he thought would be his forever, had betrayed him. She left him and their newborn twins, Rudra and Kuhu, just a week after they were born. That heartbreak changed him. He became cold, careful, and closed off, letting nothing and no one hurt him again. Now, Ruthvik had only two priorities: His twins, Rudra and Kuhu, who were the most important part of his life. His business, growing it worldwide and making it stronger than ever. Everything else was secondary. Ruthvik had built walls around his heart, and he didn't plan on letting anyone break through. *.↬ Paridhi Sekhawat Paridhi Sekhawat is one of the best gynecologists in India-respected, skilled, and confident in her work. She lives life on her own terms, independent and free-spirited. Bubbly, charming, and full of warmth, she lights up every room she enters. Life is simple, predictable, and Life is simple and under her control... but her past still haunts her. But what happens when destiny ties them into a replaced marriage?

Ayaansh Singh Rajput: A wealthy CEO of a prominent business in Rajasthan. He married his love, Aarushi, four years ago. When they finally became parents, tragedy struck. Aarushi lost her life while giving birth to their daughter, Arya. Even three months after her passing, he still wakes up from nightmares, calling out her name. Though, to give his daughter a mother's immortal love, he decides to give life another chance and get married. However, he has forbidden his heart from loving again, fearing the pain of another loss. Ruhanika Mehta: a woman with her own scars, has learned to live independently after her first marriage ended in heartbreak. Though she's hesitant, Ruhanika agrees to marry Ayaansh, driven by a desire to find the love she has always craved and to embrace the possibility of a family. But stepping into a ready-made family is more challenging than she imagined, especially when there's her husband who refuses to love again and a baby who needs a mother's love and warmth. Ayaansh and Ruhanika's paths cross in an unexpected turn of fate. Both carry the weight of their pasts, but for the sake of little Arya, they agree to a marriage of convenience. Ayaansh, once vibrant and full of life, is now a reserved and grieving man. Despite her hesitation due to her past, Ruhanika decides to give love another chance, hoping she can find the happiness she craves. Many questions arises in their heads: Will she accept my daughter? Love her like a mother should to their child? Will his daughter accept me as her mother? Will I be able to trust her? Can I be a good wife and a good mother? Will his family accept my past? Will they accept me knowing I'm divorcee? Will she be able to stay knowing I can't love her? As Ayaansh and Ruhanika navigate their new lives together, they must confront their pasts and face their deepest fears. Will they find solace and love in each other, or will their insecurities and doubts tear them apart before they can truly begin?

Tanishk Chandravanshi He is a man carved from stone, polished by power, and weathered by silence. With sharp features and a gaze that pierces more than it reveals, Tanishk is the kind of presence that commands a room without uttering a word. Born into legacy, bound by responsibility, yet quietly craving freedom, he lives a life divided between what is expected of him and what his heart aches for. Love doesn't come easy to him-not because he doesn't feel it, but because he feels it too deeply to speak of. Kashish Chandravanshi Elegant and restrained, Kashish is the epitome of grace raised within the gilded cage of tradition. She is everything a daughter-in-law should be-soft-spoken, dutiful, and dignified-but beneath her quiet smile lies a woman who once dreamed in color. Her world is filled with folded saris, rituals, and the cold absence of affection. She does not fight loudly, but her silence carries the weight of every unshed tear and every unanswered question. She is both the shadow of her husband's world and the light he refuses to see. Shree A woman the world named broken before they ever knew her name. Shree lives among blurred lines and neon lights, in a place where names are temporary and love is dangerous. But she is far from fragile. She's bold, unpredictable, and deeply human-full of contradictions. Her laughter hides pain, her touch hides longing, and her story hides strength. In a world that only wanted pieces of her, she found someone who made her feel whole. She is the fire he never saw coming-and the warmth he never knew he needed.

❀ꗥ～ꗥ❀ 𝑯𝒆 𝑾𝒂𝒔 𝑨 𝑹𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 ❄️👑𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝, 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 🩸 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 🖤. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. 𝐓𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐬 💰 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬 ⚠️, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫.𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 💍 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐱-𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡-𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 👶 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥. 𝐀 𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫, 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.𝐘𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬...?

In a world ruled by power, secrets, and bloodlines, love finds its way in the most unexpected hearts... ~| Abhiraj Rathore The first heir to the legendary Rathore family. Head of the Rathore mafia empire and the commanding CEO of A.R. Hotels, Abhiraj walks like a storm - dangerous, untouchable, and cold-hearted. At 32, standing tall at 6 feet 3 inches, he's the man every woman secretly dreams of, but none dare approach. Rude, bossy, and shrouded in power, he trusts no one - except his family. And behind those hard eyes hides a man who can burn the world for the ones he loves. ~| Meera Abhiraj Rathore The woman who melted the heart of a mafia king. Meera, 28, is the vibrant, fearless, and sweet first daughter-in-law of the Rathore family. A cardiologist by profession, and a chatterbox by heart, she speaks her mind - bold, open, and unfiltered. She's the light to Abhiraj's dark world... the chaos to his silence. "I got to know that I have heart but you know how!? YOU, you are the reason." 🐼🌷 ~| Vinay Rathore The second heir of the Rathore bloodline. At 29, Vinay is everything a modern prince should be - charming, confident, and dangerously flirty. Owner of V.N. Fashion Point, he rules the fashion world like his brother rules the underworld. He's bossy when he wants to be, playful when he doesn't - and only one woman has managed to tame him. ~| Riddhima Vinay Rathore A 24-year-old artist with dreams dipped in color and a voice full of laughter. Riddhima, the second daughter-in-law of the Rathore family, is known for her talkative nature and pure heart. She paints emotions and lives freely... until her life became a canvas painted with Vinay's name. "Loving you wasn't my choice but your eyes, Riddhi." 🌷🎀 ... Power. Passion. Secrets. And love tangled in the threads of legacy. Welcome to the Rathore Empire - where even the coldest hearts are destined to fall.

•|𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 (Replaced Bride) 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘|• ✦ RITVIKA KAPOOR ✦ A girl who carries the sun in her smile and storms in her silence. She wasn't raised in riches, but she's richer than most-in love, in softness, in strength. A single mother at 24, her heart beats not just for herself, but for her little girl who calls her "Mumma." 𝙎𝙞𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 is her language and 𝙩𝙤𝙪𝙘𝙝 her comfort-she loves quietly, endures deeply. Every scar has a story, but she chooses not to tell them, only to live past them. She dreams of love, but doesn't expect it. She hopes for a miracle, yet walks through life with calm acceptance. She is a - ❝ Khud se zyada kisi aur ke liye jeene wali ladki. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦ VIDYUT RAJVANSH ✦ His presence demands silence. A man built from shadows and steel. Cold eyes, sharp suits, and a reputation darker than the night. He's the kind of man who doesn't flinch at loss, and never looks back once he walks away. A CEO, a name whispered in fear, a heart hidden behind layers of pain and pride. Commitments? He avoids them. Emotions? He shuts them out. Children? He doesn't do soft things-until Tara calls him "Dadda." He doesn't believe in second chances, but somehow, Ritvika feels like the home he never had. He is a - ❝ Mohabbat se door bhaagne wala, lekin mohabbat mein doobta hua aadmi. ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ ✦✧✦ ━━━━━━━━━━ Join the Journey of RITVIKA & VIDYUT 💗

4 couples ... 8 lives.... 4 story... Lets dive in Oberoi's live . For world they are most reputed , powerful and happy family but is this real or this is only for to show world . People say Oberoi's mens love their women a lots and treat them like goddess and every girl want husband like Oberoi's but what about their women did they think about their men same did they really love their women or not . Let see the reality of Oberoi's . Coming soon ! .

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

"I didn't fall in love with her... I surrendered. And now, there's no part of me that doesn't belong to her." *°•.˜"*°• 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚•°*"˜.•°*"˜ That wasn't just love. It was power. It was a king claiming his queen-in front of a kingdom that would now dare not question it.