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Singhanias, a name that was looked up to and worshipped like God. They had everything and anything they ever set their eyes on. Money, power, authority and respect were just other ways of describing the family of Singhanias. For the world, the Singhanias were perfect but no one knew about the dark side of them. They were mafias and blood, gun, murder- the horrible things that everyone detested was like a game to Singhanias. And being the daughters-in-law of this lavish, wealthy and powerful family was what many girls dreamed of in the country but for the wives of the heirs of the family was like a walking nightmare. They were ordinary girls until the name- Singhania was lined with them which meant to deal with high-class people, paparazzi and follow strict protocols of the family and do nothing that would harm the Singhania family image. And the worst part was to act as perfect brides of the heirs in front of the world but what if heirs of the Singhania family were adamant to destroy and shatter them to an extent knowingly or unknowingly. One bride was ignored by her husband, one despised and one breaking slowly by her husband. Will the daughters-in-law of the family be able to change the pride of the family or will the heirs of the family will be the reason for their death? (P.S. The description of the story will be like a death to me. I hope the story is better than the description)

He was cold as ice. His heart was though burning in rage. A rage which would be subdued only with the blood of the traitor who made his life miserable. He wanted revenge. His entire family was killed in front of his eyes. He was too hurt for himself to save them. If not his brother who saved him on time , he would have been a dead meat long back. All he wanted was blood. His blood thirst was never ending and that's the reason his empire is now the strongest in the entire world. Just like a breeze in the storm he had one good thing for himself which was "her" She was as delicate as flower. A queen who rules his heart ruthlessly and he was a willing puppet in her hands. Just for her smile he would beg in front of her. He was the beast but she tamed him with her simple smile. The King of Kings Maha Raja Abhayankara was a simple man for his love Vaidharbhi. His heart beats for her and she was his queen. His was good only for her and he proved the entire world that his life depends only for her. His quest for meaning of life lies only for her which she was very much aware of. She should fear him but she bathed in his darkness where she found herself shining even more brighter. A saga of love and pain of their eternal love. He was the king who he ruled the world and she is his queen who sat in the throne of his heart which he believed he doesn't have.

" Do not be mistaken little flower, you are mine and mine alone. Any man who looks at you longer than three seconds will be dealt in a manner I find fitting. This is my kingdom and I run it the way I see it competent." Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi, the king of Rajasthan announced as he occupied his big, intimidating throne and I stood as far away from his as I possibly could and I shivered under his mocking gaze. " The last time I checked, I was a living human being and not a thing to be possessed Ranaji. You may be the king and own this kingdom and the will of people here but you most certainly don't own me. I will not submit and neither will I do what you want me to. This is my life and I should be the one who makes decisions for myself." I don't know where this undiscovered confidence was coming within me in front of him but I was giving my best to not let it slip away. All I heard was a laughter which oscillated in the otherwise empty throne room as he stood up on his feet and started to walk to where I was standing. His gaze, which was mocking me earlier had now turned stoic which rooted me to the spot I was standing at. I couldn't as much as attempt to run away. " You are only helping me, little one. I am not the one to back out from a challenge and when the incentive is as ravishing as you, how can I lose?" He asked as he stopped merely inches away from me and with the back of his hand, traced the single strand of hair which was framing my face right till my chin, his fingers still lingering. There was a solid 0.001% chance that I could have avoided this trouble named Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi but who was I kidding? I was a walking trouble magnet and what was 0.001% if not an over-expecting hope of something not happening? Rana Arjun Singh Rajvanshi takes Siya Dhar's world by storm when she steals his heart without even have the knowledge of doing so!

Emi Petrov is the daughter of a Russian mafia leader and a Japanese Mafia leader. She's well known as the She Devil, most fear her while others take her as a joke, the ones who take her as a joke are the fools who don't make it out alive. Emi works for both her mother and father traveling between Russia and Japan. While in Russia with her mother, she gets assigned a task to infiltrate a Italian mafia and learn all the secrets of the mafia boss. Emi accepts of course but soon realizes she wasn't infiltrating just any Italian mafia, she had to infiltrate Lorenzo Larusso's mafia also known as the Mafia King. This wasn't gonna be an easy task since Lorenzo has major trust issues and a family who looks out for him, and lets not forget he basically runs the world. One wrong move and she's dead.