This story is not for faint-hearted. It's for those who have ever dared to underestimate a woman. "she is a fire~~and she would burn the whole city for her Pride" She wasn't born with a crown. She was born with scars, rage and a mind sharper than Steel. A celebrated lawyer by day, a mafia Queen by night. RITHIKA SINGHANIA doesn't play by rules. She rewrites them. And then break them again. She built an Empire from ashes, rose without a king, and when betrayal came knocking, she didn't cry~~she buried it alive. Rithika doesn't beg. She doesn't break. She burns. And if you ever hurt her girls, her pride or her purpose she will remind the world why goddesses are always fear more than gods. Abhiraj Singh Rajput He doesn't roar to be feared. He whispers and kingdoms fall. A ruthless CEO with a dangerously came demeanor and the undisputed God of The Underworld, Abhiraj Singh Rajput is power cloaked in patience. Elegance in blood. but beneath the control, lies chaos a chaos only one woman could tame. He doesn't protect Rithika because she is fragile. He protects her because she is the most powerful weapon he's ever seen and even weapons needs a resting hands. Abhiraj love isn't poetic. It's violent is silence, soft in war and undeniable in the way he chooses her again and again. Even when the world doesn't deserve her. He is not her shadow. He is her storm. And together, they do not fall in love. They fall into a war~~ as one. Ceo x lawyer Mafia x mafia They both fell first and harder!! One is fire another is kerosene 😏 Touch him and die Just look at her once and you will be under 6 feet. Both are green amazon forest. "She was not made to follow, and he was never meant to lead~but when the stood said by side, the world remember what it meant to be unbreakable"

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A simple story of two souls bound in arranged marriage. This is the story of Aarushi Thorat and Aditya Rathore. None of that glamour or glitz. Just a simple story involving two souls involving love, care, respect and understanding. Genre: Contemporary Romance / Indian Fiction Ranked #1 in understanding Ranked #4 in introvert Ranked #7 in comfort (Thanks to my readers!) Aditya Rathore is a software engineer who prefers silence over small talk. He is kind gentle and observant. Aarushi Thorat, a thoughtful biology teacher, finds comfort in quiet classrooms, rainy afternoons, and books she's read a hundred times. Both are introverts, both are content with their lives-and both are ready to be married. Not because they believe in the magic of first glances. But because they believe in stability, companionship, and showing up-for life, for family, for someone else, for their better halves. Their arranged marriage isn't filled with fireworks or cinematic gestures. There are no last-minute confessions or grand romantic speeches. Just two people with calm hearts and open minds, willing to build something steady. As they navigate shared meals, unspoken expectations, and the slow unraveling of their inner worlds, Aditya and Aarushi begin to discover that intimacy doesn't always need drama-and that love, when it arrives quietly, can be just as powerful. Perfect for readers who believe that real romance isn't always loud-it's often found in the soft, steady hum of two lives slowly becoming one. Introvert x Introvert Software Engineer x Biology Teacher

Trending #1 modernfairytale [6-12-2025 to 12-01-2026] Book 2 The vows have been made.The secrets laid bare.But love doesn't just survive borders It must survive home. When Ananya walks into Rohan's world it's not just about being his wife it's about becoming a part of the legacy he carries, the chaos he's always tried to shield her from. She's no longer just the girl who met him across countries, heartbreaks ,distance and hotel rooms.Now she's his partner in a life that's far less glamorous... and far more real. But love real love begins after the honeymoon Phase ends.Because some stories don't end with 'I love you' they begin with'Will your family love me too?' She crossed oceans to be his. But what happens when love isn't enough to feel at home?Marriage was supposed to be the destination. But for Ananya, it feels like the beginning of a different kind of journey.Ananya finds herself in a world full of unfamiliar traditions, hidden expectations and unspoken rules. Living in his country, his house and his family. The love is still there she sees it in his eyes every night but home? That's something she hasn't felt since she left hers behind. Family drama..

❝𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐚 & 𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐚❞ I should not feel anything for someone who is my enemy, someone who has caused me so much pain that the very thought of him should fill me with nothing but rage and bitterness. Yet, against all logic, I feel it-I feel the heat rising beneath my skin . The mere idea of his touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting sensations that I desperately want to ignore. This isn't right. I shouldn't crave the presence of someone I despise, but my body betrays me, responding to him in ways that my mind fiercely rejects. He stands so close that his breath fans across my face, warm and intimate, stirring emotions that I refuse to acknowledge. A slight movement is all it would take for our lips to meet, for this unbearable tension to shatter into something far more dangerous. His hands are braced on either side of my head, trapping me, yet he doesn't need to touch me to make me feel trapped. His body hovers just out of reach, yet I can sense him, every inch of him, as if the air itself is an extension of his presence. I shouldn't desire this man. I shouldn't want to close the gap, to feel the press of his body against mine. I should be repulsed, disgusted by how my thoughts betray my hatred. But my body doesn't listen to reason , it yearns for what it shouldn't, driven by instincts I can't control. I despise him-my enemy- My rival-but the line between hatred and desire is blurring, and I'm terrified of which side I might fall on. {𝖠 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 } | | Mature content 18+| |

He left her waiting for two years. No love. No goodbye. Not even a glance back. Now he's back to claim what's his. Lyra thought she could outrun the shadows - but some cages aren't built with walls. They're built with silence... and she never learned how to break free.

Highest Rankings:- #99 in Wattpad #26 in brides #66 in adultromance #16 in multicouple #195 in indianromance Mehrotra's are one of the most influential families in the country with five heirs who look after the empire. Despite being cousins, these five handsome young lads are the pillars of the household and the empire. Join their story as each one of them experiences a soul-soothing, heart-wrenching and forbidden kind of love. A love that will transcend time and boundaries... This story is about brotherhood, family, healing, passion, courage and most of all, LOVE! ************************************************************************************************ Note - The pictures, gifs and media referred in the story does NOT belong to me but to their respectful owners. There is no plagiarised content in the story. It will contain mature themes so reader discretion is advised.

I cradled him tenderly against my chest, his tears falling into the gentle folds of my kurta's neckline. "Nayan," I whispered. He only tightened his grasp on my waist, his silence speaking volumes. The thought of revealing my knowledge of his love, the woman who had long held my husband's heart, felt suffocating. But I remained silent, savoring the warmth of our first tender touch, our first embrace, as I held him to his vulnerability.