𝘼𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙡 𝙢𝙪𝙗𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙠 𝙝𝙤, 𝙮𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙩𝙤𝙝 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙣... PART 1 𝐘𝐮𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 (17) -He thought he was 'too cool' to fall in love with someone. 𝐈𝐫𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐰𝐚𝐧 (17) -And she thought she was 'too difficult' to fall in love with. Any idea who will win?

Enemies at the Boardroom Dark Royal Romance | Multi-Couple | 18+ | Hindi-English "Married by convenience. Bound by secrets. Destroyed by desire." A royal wedding on paper. Two signatures. Zero submission. One CEO king still haunted by a woman he lost. One lawyer too dangerous to be tamed. She walks into his empire thinking he's the storm to survive. Turns out, he is the silence before it. He knows more than he says. She is more than she seems. And when the real game begins- neither of them is ready for the cost. There are no love confessions here. Only power. Obsession. Control. And chemistry you can't fake. - Character Aesthetics ◉ Atharva Rajput - The man whose silence screams. Obsessive. Strategic. Dangerous. ◉ Avantika Singh Rajput - Fire in a red saree. Sharp, cold, unbending. Her dialogues cut deeper than his silence. ✎ "Aapne hamare profession ka mazaak bana rakha hai." ✎ "Biwi dushman thodi acchi lagengi." ♤Tropes♤ › Marriage of Convenience › Enemies to Obsession › Power Couple › Slow Burn › Hidden Identity - ⚠️ Warning: If you're expecting a soft, healing romance you've opened the wrong damn book. This one drips in control, fire, and secrets you won't see coming. ✨️CONTAINS CHEATING INSTANCES This is the fiction dripping with reality🔥

I'm going to take this book off in the last week of February. Two women chasing peace. Two men willing to burn the world for them. Between justice and obsession, love finds its way. Each heart in this story breaks the rules. Each one... an Illegal Heart.

Aariv Mehta, a 30 year old single father, Chief Minister [CM] of Maharashtra and CEO OF Mehta industries and a secret mafia leader. He loves his family and daughter, niyati to death. Trishika Sharma, a 22 year old girl who loves to dance and is a dance teacher in a playway school, dreams of becoming a professional classical dancer. Both of them from different backgrounds, how will they fall in love? Well love has no boundaries! Niyati will be the connection for both of them! Let's see how love will bloom! Tropes- •ARRANGED MARRIAGE •POLITICIAN X CLASSICAL DANCER •SINGLE DAD •LOVE AT FIRST SIDE •PAST TRAUMA •SLOW BURN •GRUMPY X SUNSHINE •AGE GAP •HE FELL FIRST •SHE FELL HARDER •OBSESSED MALE LEAD

SLOW UPDATES A marriage born out of chaos, A bond neither of them expected. An incident unknowingly ties them together. GARV RATHORE, the ideal son of the prestigious Rathore family and a devoted single father. Strong, reserved, and fiercely protective, he has built walls around his heart, choosing duty over desire. Love was never part of his plans until fate had other ideas. ISHANI CHAUHAN, the eldest daughter of the influential CHAUHAN family. Bold, Independent, and a force of nature, she has spent her life striving for family's love yet always misunderstood. Marriage was never supposed to be her battle, yet she finds herself tied to a man who was never meant to be hers. As Ishani steps into a life she never imagined, she finds herself drawn not just to the man she married, but also to the little girl Ruhi who steals her heart. In a story of unexpected connections, slow-burning emotions, and a love that defies all logic, will Garv and Ishani find their way to each other... or will the past keep them apart?

(Book 1 in Forbidden Series) Leonardo Rosewood A kind but lonely 30-year-old guy, he's had some experiences that turned him into an atheist. He works as a high-ranking officer for the British East India Company. He commands power and respect. He's not rude, but he's not exactly the friendliest person either. Radha A 19-year-old girl with an innocent curiosity to explore the world, she faced a heartbreak when society forced her into marriage at of sixteen, wedded to a forty-eight-year-old stranger. Each day became unbearable as she silently endured pain, wondering if this is how her life would be. Yet, even in the pain, a hope burned within her, only because of her Kanha. She prayed to her Kanha, believing that someday, despite the harsh realities, she might find her own path to happiness and freedom. A love story that was never meant to be... but fate had other plans. Will their love endure and blossom in the orthodox society? Or would they get bleedingly ripped apart and forgotten in history? (This story is set in the 1910s in India, during the colonization era.) Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction set in 1910s India and is not historically accurate. It is purely for entertainment purposes and does not intend to whitewash British colonial rule. The characters and events are fictional and should not be seen as a reflection of real history.

"You ruined me," I confess, my voice a rasp against her skin. "I can't fucking breathe without you. I can't think. I can't exist." My fingers trail down, skimming the curve of her hip. "And it's killing me." She trembles but doesn't push me away. Her silence is my undoing. I slam my hand against the wall beside her, caging her in, my breath ragged. "You want me to walk away? Tell me. Say it, and I will." Her lips part, but no words come. I let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "You can't, can you?" I tilt her chin up again, forcing her to meet my gaze. "Because you're just as ruined as I am." And then I kiss her. Hard. Desperate. A collision of everything we've denied ourselves. Because no matter how much I fought it, no matter how much I wanted to hate her- She's mine. And I'll burn down the whole damn world before I let her go.