This story is based on a real event happened on 1967 something around this but I added a new generation touch to it when girl was sold by her family but things changes

#Book 2 of "Darling! I Own You" (Complete book available on stck - anshiik2)

𝐆𝐮𝐫𝐮 × 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 | 𝟑𝟒 × 𝟐𝟑 "How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫

Hope. Sometimes that's all you have when you have nothing left. But what if the ray of hope also loses its hope day by day?! ✧⁠*⁠。 ✧⁠*⁠。 ✧⁠*⁠。 "Her eyes conveyed it all what her tongue couldn't. She said she didn't feel anything but the way her eyes looking into mine without blinking asking me to not go away from her and embrace her in my arms while my heart scream the same." " I didn't know what was happening to me. Whenever he come near me something weird happen in my stomach, my heart begin to beat faster and the most which affect me is his deep eyes. They directly penetrate to my soul."

Trust. Somewhere we all trust our best friends more than our family. But what if they take your trust for granted and crush it?! ××××××××ו×××××××× "Where is your brother's bride?" Rumika locked her eyes with Akshita's eyes. "In front of me!" Akshita replied looking straight into her eyes. "Don't play games with me Akshita...we both know that you are the one behind Anjali's sudden disappearance." Rumika took a step angrily. "Yeah... I'm the one who kidnapped Anjali Kapoor. So?" Akshita replied raising an eyebrow. "Where She Is?" Rumika asked taking a step towards Akshita. "I'm not some killer or monster who will kill her." Akshita said scoffing. "She is safe and sound wherever she is....just marry my brother and she will be home all safe and sound." Akshita said folding her hands. "And you have to get married one day though... so why not to my brother?... he's handsome, rich and we will get to live together for the life time.. what say? " Akshita completed grinning leaving Rumika stunned. She didn't able to believe her ears... What she's just said!... what she was trying to do..huh?... selling her brother or buying her best friend? ××××××××ו×××××××× what would happen when your best friend tied you to her big brother even knowing you have someone else in your life?!

He was intrigued first, amused next, and obsessed at last. For Sin, she was merely an assistant to one of his flings until the day she dared to meet his gaze. The moment their eyes collided, a thunderbolt of desire flushed through his veins, nearly knocking him off his feet. He had never seen a pair of eyes as breathtaking as hers. He was obsessed. With her every smile, the gangster found himself spiraling deeper into the depth of his obsession with her. Obsessed to the point nothing mattered to him anymore. He was determined to own her regardless of consequences; even if it meant breaking her. Nevaeh didn't know she was hugging the business tycoon Sin Volkov when she clung to that stranger to shield herself from the damned cockroach. She didn't know the man she sought protection from was a cold-blooded murderer. And that she had caught his interest. Obsession is fatal but it gets all the more twisted when it involves a mafia lord who knows no fear. Delbe into a love story conspired by a cockroach and reinforced by butterflies.

I felt as if someone had dropped a boulder on my fragile heart. He peppered kisses on her neck and she giggled in response. Right in front of my eyes. I clenched my fist. Their proximity suffocated me. I couldn't breathe. Jealousy and agony gave way to pure rage and without thinking, I jerked the woman out of his hold and pushed her away. "What the hell," she glared at me and I glared back at her before turning my gaze on Alex. "Who is she? And why is she here?" I asked him and could hear my voice shaking because of the enormous rage I was feeling in that moment. I wanted to kill him along with her. He scanned my expression for a moment and then flicked his gaze away as if I don't even exist. "Let's get you to my room," he was about to grab her hand when I grabbed his. I turned to face the woman and gave her a death glare, "Leave." "What," She flicked her gaze on Alex who looked as taken aback as her. I was overly tempted to pluck her eyes out for looking at him. "Eyes here. I am his wife and the lady of this house. And I want you gone. Leave," I gritted out. Completely forgotten that I was going to leave this house tonight. "Only in the paper. And I am the owner of this house," he hissed in my face in a warning tone and then looked at the woman. "Go to my room, Selena," he told her in a stern tone. He was annoyed not by her but by me. I could feel his temper rising, but it was nowhere near mine. My heart shattered in million pieces when he said that. A drop of tear rolled down my cheek as I saw the woman taking the stairs from my peripheral view. My eyes were fixed on Alex who had his jaw set and eyes glaring fire.

Many of what we call "love stories" today are nothing more than stories of lust and desire, physical attraction disguised as love. Is love about dying for the one you love or living every breath with him/her? Swapping love notes... exchange , living happily ever after... Normally, we associate these ideas of love with couples who meet, date, and fall head over heels for each other. Very rarely do we relate these images to married couples. Moreover, we almost never connect this perception to Muslim couples, who marry according to purely Islamic customs. Although this link is quite rare, there actually exists an example in Islaam's own history, which not only depicts this kind of love but goes far beyond it. For ease of reading, I have not inserted "Peace be upon him" each time the name of the prophet SAW is mentioned in some stories, but please take it that the salutation apply to him peace and Blessings of Allah be upon him.. The stories have been compiled from various sites/books/lectures/Articles....

"Let's get married!" Rafe Moretti never thought that the woman drinking alone in a certain bar in London would say those words to him so casually. His instinct told him to ignore the woman's offer and focus on his problem. But series of events happened that fateful night and the paparazzi caught them together entering Rafe's hotel building. The last thing he wanted was another scandal attached to his name. He wants to clear the issue as soon as possible but the woman has other plans. She's dead set on marrying him, she even offers to save his family's business if Rafe would marry her in return. Now he wanted to know what's her agenda behind her marriage proposal. And he would uncover it one step at a time.

They thought it was only a short love affair... Leandro Salazar, Conde de Parama, knew he had found the woman who will be his perfect mistress-sexy and wild in bed. But as soon as the summer ended the woman he made as his mistress vanished from the face of the earth as he had just imagined her. Now a few weeks later he saw reports that she's already married to another man. No one played the fool to Leandro Salazar he will have his revenge on this heartless woman! But they got it wrong... Leila Fiorenza never thought that few weeks of freedom before her marriage would result in a full-blown affair with the most gorgeous man she'd ever seen. But her runaway escapade resulted to put her twin sister in chaos with her rebellion against her father's command. It's time to go back to the real world-the world she desperately left behind. Even if means leaving the man who might be the love of her life. But they both need to face the consequence of their affair that will change their lives forever.