She grew up hearing one thing only- "He is your husband. Serve him. Respect him." At just seventeen, Ayat Raees is the fragile flower of the haveli, too innocent to understand love, yet bound by a nikah that was written in her childhood. And then there's him- Wali Raees. Thirty years old. Cold. Untouchable. The man who carries the entire Raees legacy on his shoulders. To the world, he is ruthless and dominant. To her, he is a stranger who makes her heart race with both fear and longing. He never asked for her. Yet he will never let her go. Because in his world, Ayat has always been his-by name, by blood, by fate. But when innocence collides with dominance, when fear begins to twist into forbidden desire... will the fragile bride survive the storm of the man called Wali Raees?

Unki pehli mulaqat mein lafzon ki zarurat nahi thi , unki aankhon ne hi kissa likh diya. prem ka~ Previously known as his ardhangini-hind saga.

To the men who thought they weren't meant to be loved- Until someone came. To show you that you don't just deserve love.You deserve to be cherished, to be chosen, to be seen. This story is for you. A reminder to the men that even the most guarded hearts can find a home in someone else's. Started: 23 Aug, 2025 Ended: VERY SLOW UPDATES

"Am I... nothing to you?" she asked, her voice unsteady, as if every syllable was stitched together with hurt. Viyansh didn't answer. She swallowed, forcing the words out even when they scraped her throat. "Tell me, Viyansh... whom am I to you? Am I still just your responsibility? Or only a burden you want to get rid of?" His temper snapped. "Shut up!" he roared, the sharpness of his voice making her flinch backward. He raked a hand through his hair, eyes burning as he looked at her - anger, frustration, something darker simmering beneath. "Yes," he said, the word cutting like a knife, "you are just a responsibility. A forced bride. Someone my father pushed into my life." 𝗩𝗶𝘆𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵×𝗦𝗮𝗮𝗻𝘃𝗶 ◦•●◉✿Tropes ✿◉●•◦ CEO × Employee Grumpy× Sunshine Forced marriage slow burn hate to love desi × videshi Untouched male and female He fell first but both fell harder

They weren't meant to fall in love. But fate never followed rules. He was fire. She was frost. Forced in an arranged marriage neither of them wanted, Ahaan and Tara had nothing in common, except the fact that they both were experts at pretending that they didn't care. Two people sworn to never let their hearts get involved. They both thought that they would simply survive each other. But between shared meals, stolen glances, boardroom chaos and occasional fights over burnt toasts and broken claw clips, they began to see something past the version of each other the world had always seen including the families that expected them to fail. This is a story of slow burn love, enemies-to-partners, healing old wounds, buried pain and to learn each other's language even though the world refused to listen. . . . . . . Tropes: CEO X CEO Slow Burn He fell first (and Harder) Healing and emotional growth Found family Enemies to lovers Business Rivals Forced Proximity Arranged Marriage Fake Relationship Hate to love . . . . "𝐈𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐰!" "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉. 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒔 𝒂 𝒉𝒐𝒃𝒃𝒚?" ୨୧ ୨୧ ୨୧

"𝐼𝑛 𝑎 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑠, 𝑠ℎ𝑒'𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑢𝑛." 𝘿𝙞𝙮𝙖 𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙖 is kind, too kind and strong in the way that makes people forget she bleeds too. Love was never expected, only endurance. So when her father asked her to marry she nodded... not out of hope, but habit. 𝙑𝙚𝙙𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙈𝙖𝙡𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙧𝙖, grew up in a home that taught him how to build empires but never taught him how to ask for a hug. Marriage was never part of the plan until a hospital room, a fading pulse, and the one man he could never disappoint whispered a final wish. Neither expected warmth. Neither expected understanding. And they definitely didn't expect comfort in each's other's silence. A tale of quiet yearning- an arranged marriage where silence becomes a language and love sneaks in when no one's looking. - M 💌

• 𝟏 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "𝐖𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐞 𝐡 𝐧𝐚 𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐤𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐛 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐚, 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐣𝐢𝐬𝐤𝐨 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐨 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐳𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐢 𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐚 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐭𝐚𝐚𝐤𝐢 𝐰𝐨𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐡 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐤𝐢 𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐰𝐨𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐝𝐮𝐚𝐨𝐧 𝐤𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢." Start: 18/08/2024 End: