✦ Darling, You're Mine ✦ A Dark Royalty × Mafia × Obsession Romance For 21 years, Kiara Rathore lived as the forgotten princess sleeping on the cold palace floor, so innocent and childlike that the world called her abnormal. One night, she escaped her golden cage... and fell into the arms of Aaron Warner - Asia's most feared, ruthless Mafia King. He protected her. He taught her every single thing about this cruel world pleasure, pain, desire, and sin He became her entire world the only person she could breathe for. Until the day she looked at him with sparkling eyes full of dreams and whispered happily: "We'll get married... and we'll have our babies. It'll be so beautiful, right Aaron?" Aarohn's face twisted with fury. He grabbed her arms roughly, shaking her as he growled: "Marriage? Babies? Love? Look at yourself. You're still a fucking child. I don't love you. I never did. I kept you out of pity. Now that you're better... get the hell out. You don't belong here." He shoved her away and stormed out, leaving her shattered on the floor. Kiara stood frozen, tears falling uncontrollably. She had learned to breathe only because of him. How was she supposed to survive in this cruel world without Aaron now? She thought the devil had saved her. Instead, he destroyed her heart in the most brutal way. But this heartbreaking rejection is not the end... It's where his dangerous, twisted obsession truly begins. "You weren't stolen, little one... You were chosen. Even when I throw you away... you'll crawl back to me. Because darling... you're mine." Standalone Dark Romance ⚠️ Contains possessive themes, emotional trauma, captivity, and explicit mature content. 18+ only.

Tara Sinha grew up learning how to survive alone, never asking for more than life gave her. She doesn't believe in forever, doesn't trust promises, and doesn't expect anyone to stay. Yet, despite her guarded heart, she has an instinctive softness-she tends to people, cares for them, and helps even strangers, often without realizing she's giving away pieces of herself. Vedansh Singh Rathore owns the world-but has lost the people who mattered the most. Power, fear, and violence surround him, yet his heart remains untouched, sealed behind ruthless walls built from loss, responsibility, and blood-soaked loyalty. When fate intertwines the path of a girl who trusts no one yet cares for everyone, and a man who fears nothing but feels too much in silence, their worlds collide-not softly, but dangerously. This is not a love story that blooms gently. It is one that breaks, heals, tests, and transforms. Because when an orphan meets a mafia king- love is not the first thing they find.

He's the heir to an empire. She's the quiet girl no one expected him to choose. Devank Mehra doesn't talk more than he needs to. Vani doesn't talk at all unless she has to. When an old family promise ties them together in an arranged marriage neither of them asked for, silence becomes their common language. But he watches everything. And she notices too much. In a world of expectations, power, and controlled emotions - something soft begins to unfold. This isn't love at first sight. It's a story of stolen glances, unspoken tension, and the slow unraveling of two people who were never meant to fall... but do anyway. 💍 An age-gap, slow-burn arranged marriage romance. 🥀 Where silence is not the absence of love... but the beginning of it. #romance #romanticfiction #lovestory #indianromance #fiction #love #romancewriter #arrangedmarriage #slowburn #agegapromance #dominantmalelead #shyfemalelead #silentlove #tension #emotionalromance #softgirl #slowburnromance #wattpad #wattpadindia #wattpadwriter #indianwriter #writersofwattpad #wattpadstory #wattpadromance #newonwattpad #readonwattpad

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

Everyone knows Dominic Blackwood. The 25-year-old billionaire CEO. Cold. Ruthless. A man who never smiles. He has a four-year-old child. Then Amelia Carter appears ,a naive girl looking for a job. She wasn't supposed to get involved. She wasn't supposed to stay. But the moment she steps into the Blackwood mansion, everything begins to change. A man who trusts no one. A girl who sees the world differently. A child who only wants love. And suddenly, the coldest heart in London may not be as untouchable as everyone thinks. Most Impressive Ranking #1 slowburn out of 79.2K stories #1 ceo out of 26.2K stories Rankings #1 billionaireromance out of 1.2K stories #1 funnyromance out of 938 stories

The CEO's Forbidden Babysitter An addictive age-gap, forbidden romance. 18+ only. Steamy, explicit, and unapologetically hot. Lila Reynolds is nineteen, a shy first-year college student, and still a virgin-until the night everything changes. When her father's boss, the powerful and devastatingly handsome CEO Marcus Blackwood, calls in a panic because his nanny bails, Lila steps in to babysit his two young children. What starts as a one-time favor quickly becomes her regular side gig: twice a week in his sprawling luxury home, playing with Liam and Sophie while Marcus works late. At forty-seven, Marcus is everything the boys her age aren't-confident, commanding, experienced, and dangerously attentive. His lingering glances make her pulse race. His low, teasing compliments leave her blushing and breathless. A brush of fingers when he hands her cash. A whispered "You're trouble, princess" that sends heat straight between her thighs. For weeks, the tension simmers: playful flirting, stolen looks, almost-kisses that leave them both aching. Lila tells herself it's harmless. Marcus tells himself he can control it. Until the night the kids fall asleep early, the house is silent, and neither of them can pretend anymore. One heated confession. One slow, careful first time that shatters her innocence forever. One rule broken: she's his now. What follows is raw, addictive passion-stolen moments on the kitchen counter, desperate nights in his bed, risky quickies in his office, whispered dirty promises while the world outside stays oblivious. But secrets like theirs don't stay hidden forever. Her father works for him. The age gap is scandalous. And the deeper they fall, the harder it becomes to walk away. Can a forbidden affair between the powerful CEO and his innocent babysitter survive the fallout... or will it burn them both?

He is power. She is pain. ✨Aarav Singh Rathore - a ruthless billionaire CEO, cold-hearted, arrogant, and feared by the world. To everyone, he is success personified. To his family, he is a fiercely protective son, brother, and grandson. And in the shadows, he is something far more dangerous - a hidden mafia king who rules silently and saves lives without taking credit. ✨Kiara Sharma - innocent, soft-spoken, and broken. After losing her parents in a tragic accident, she is forced to live with relatives who treat her like a burden, not family. Bruised by the past, she survives by remembering her parents and dreaming of a life where love doesn't hurt. When fate ties them together in an arranged marriage, two opposite worlds collide. A cold husband with a dangerous secret. A wounded wife learning how to breathe again. What begins as a marriage of convenience slowly turns into something deeper - stolen glances, quiet protection, late-night conversations, family chaos, sibling pranks, wedding madness, and a joint family filled with laughter and love. But love is never easy when enemies lurk in the shadows. As Aarav's obsession to protect Kiara grows, danger follows. Secrets come out. Blood is spilled. And when Kiara's life is put at risk, Aarav must choose between the empire he built and the woman who owns his heart. From slow-burn romance to possessive love, from family drama to mafia wars, from pain to healing, this is a story of a girl who learns to love again and a man who becomes soft only for her. Will love survive when darkness comes for them? Or will the mafia king lose the one thing he never knew he needed? 💍❤️🖤

𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 1 "You... just left my room! I don't want to see your ugly face again, you..." He said ferociously, clenches his fists and his face turns red with rage. He takes a step toward her. without uttering a word, she quietly exits the room, her eyes downcast. 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 2. She, already in bed, is surprised to see him approaching, preparing to sleep beside her. "Why are you sleeping here?" She asked shockingly "This is my house. I can sleep anywhere. I don't need your permission." he replied calmly He takes a blanket and settles in next to her. He hears footsteps, sees her getting up, and becomes curious. " Where are you going?" He asked hurriedly "In another room."she replies "Darn it, little dove, come and sleep beside me. You are not allowed to sleep without me from today." He said making her left shocked by his sudden request, and the room is filled with a sense of tension. 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 3. "You must be enjoying this luxurious life, don't you? This house, the jewelry, these clothes, and everything else. You're nothing but a gold digger." He said vehemently. His words hang heavy in the air, and she visibly flinches, hurt by his accusations. 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 4. He raises his voice, his frustration evident, while she listens attentively. "Dammit, little dove, why do you always seem to want to make me angry? Why are you working at that inexpensive café?" He Said frustratelty She responds calmly but assertively. "Because I don't wanna depend on you" she replied He shouts again, the tension in the room palpable. "I earn for you. You're my wife, and you have every right to my money. There's no need for you to work outside. I work hard for you." He again shouted at her --------------------------- The pictures I used here is not mine credit goes to the respective owners

She tried to glare, but the effect was ruined by her flushed cheeks. "I spent an hour getting ready-" "And I'll spend the next ten minutes undoing all that hard work," I promised darkly, enjoying how her breath hitched. "By the time we reach the top floor, everyone will know exactly what their boss has been up to." "You wouldn't dare," she whispered, but the spark in her eyes told me she wasn't entirely opposed to the idea. "Wouldn't I?" My thumb traced her lower lip. "Try me, princess. We still have fifteen floors to go..." Her attempt at looking scandalized was adorable. "You're enjoying this far too much." "Baby," I pressed closer, "you have no idea." My thumb traced her jawline. "Ten more floors to go. Want to see how undone I can make you look by then?" "Dev..." she tried again, those doe eyes looking up at me pleadingly. "Think about it... if you mess up my saree now, what will the staff think?" I couldn't help but laugh at her attempt at manipulation. "Nice try, princess." My fingers traced her collarbone. "But watching you try to sweet-talk your way out of this?" I leaned closer, "Only makes me want to mess you up more." "But-" she bit her lip, "I need to look presentable. Professional." Her hands smoothed over my shirt in that innocent way that drove me crazy. "You want them to take your wife seriously, don't you?" "Oh sweetheart," I chuckled darkly, "trust me, they'll take you very seriously. Especially when they see how thoroughly claimed you look. Seven floors to go..." "Dev Singh Rajwansh!" She pushed against my chest, trying to look stern. "This is completely unprofessional-" "Says the woman who's currently gripping my shirt like her life depends on it," My fingers tightened slightly in her hair, tilting her head back to expose her neck, smirking as she immediately loosened her fingers. "Five floors left, baby. Want to try scolding me again?" SAB YAHI PE JAAN LOGE KYA?..........

𝑀𝑎𝑓𝑖𝑎 𝑆𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑒 ✺◟(∗❛ัᴗ❛ั∗)◞✺ " Please let me go I already told you I came here by mistake!" She said trying to prove her innocence. " You have entered my property by mistake, but you can't leave unless I let you. You are caged here, 𝐵𝑢𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑓𝑙𝑦," He said in a calm yet dangerous tone. ｡^‿^｡ Rudraksh Saxena is a ruthless mafia who is known to be stoned-hearted for his enemies. What will happen when the innocent Aarohi enters his mansion by mistake and is mistaken to be a spy?