They were in love... the true love and the happiness was never snatched . They knew they could not be someone's else so they waited till their forever ....

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She was the youngest daughter of her family...calm, composed, and sweet-spoken. At least, that's what everyone believed... including her husband. But she? She was nothing like the image the world had created. She was clumsy, outspoken, and more than capable of breaking a few bones if someone dared to mess with her. Anubhav believed he had married the perfect woman a graceful, classy wife who, like him, wasn't swayed by lust or wealth. A woman who was everything he had ever dreamed of. But as the days passed, he discovered that his so-called Mrs. Perfect was far from the woman he thought he knew. She wasn't perfect. She wasn't delicate. She was completely, wonderfully different. A woman who could trip over her own feet one moment and stand fearlessly against the world the next. Every day with her shattered another illusion... and gave him a reason to fall in love all over again. But the biggest question remained... Would Anubhav be able to accept the real woman behind the perfect mask... Would he try to change his Mrs. Clumsy into the Mrs. Perfect he had always imagined... Or would he accept her, flaws and all, as his Mrs. Clumsy forever? Let's find out... Tropes: 🌷 Arranged Business Marriage Marriage of Convenience Grumpy x Sunshine CEO x Writer Age-gap Calm x Chaotic Perfect x Clumsy Opposites Attract He Falls First... and Harder Soft Romance Rom- Com by Atiwak 💅🏻 Cover credit - @Chauhanwrites_ Started- 29th June, 2026

This story starts after Haseena says that she has not told her mother the truth about their relationship. What if a lover takes a revenge of his mad partner, who chose to betray the nation? Working together, protecting each other will it be a new start for Anubhav and Haseena after Mission Jeet? Just got inspired by other ff writers and came up with an idea.. First try.... you may find it ill drafted and with errors. Also, the time I wrote this I had less understanding of Anubhav's PoV.

|| 𝕭𝖔𝖔𝖐 𝖔𝖓𝖊 𝖔𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕽𝖔𝖞𝖆𝖑 𝕾𝖎𝖓𝖘 || { ᴇᴠᴇɴ ɪꜰ ʜᴇʀ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛꜱ, ʜᴇ'ʟʟ ꜱʜᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴛʜʀᴏɴᴇ.} 🥀🥀🥀🥀❤️‍🔥🥀🥀🥀🥀 "A-aapki pasand h-hamare k-koi maayne nahi rakhti." Her voice shook, but the defiance was there, trembling yet alive. A mistake. His smirk widened-dark, cruel, possessive. Haseena's entire body went rigid as he lowered his face just a fraction, his voice dropping into a low, threatening whisper. "Remove this fucking color, Luna." Her skin went cold. He sounded like a cold blooded Animal. She stared at him, her breath caught in her throat, her body refusing to move. Anubhav exhaled slowly, his patience thinning. "Or if you don't..." His voice was soft, deadly. He leaned in , just close enough for her to feel the heat of his breath near her throat, but never touching. The anticipation, the restraint ,it made it worse. "Then I will." Haseena felt her pulse hammering against her ribs. His smirk darkened. "And if I touched you once, Luna..." He let the words hang, savoring the panic in her eyes. "Then I won't just remove that bastard's color." A sharp breath left her lips as he tilted his head, his voice turning lower, more dangerous. "I'll grab your throat." She froze. "Choke it." A whimper nearly escaped her lips. "And then..." He inhaled deeply, taking in her scent, his self-control on a fragile edge. "I'll kiss you so fucking hard that you won't even remember how to breathe." Her stomach plummeted. His fingers twitched at his sides. "And after that..." His eyes gleamed with something unholy. "I'll have you. Your body. Your breath. Your soul , in my own way." [ Even if her soul resists, he'll shackle destiny to bring her to his throne... ]

so guys this story revolves around anuseena and vyoshma and cheetosh but there is a twist in the last

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