I limped towards the kitchen after sending him an email, that I'm on leave today. I couldn't even able to walk properly as I was feeling sore down there, just thinking about what happened yesterday was enough to make me trembling down with fear. He was rough, way too rough. He didn't even mind that I was on my 5th day of my menstrual period. For him it's all about him and his needs. He will never change. My lips wobbled as I cleared my tears as it started to flow down. Entering the kitchen, I took the glass of water gulping it down furiously to calm my racing heartbeat. I took another and another as my throat was itching and hurting with all that screaming. I gasped while keeping the glass in the sink. I won't be going to office today not after his brutality. I don't have enough strength to face him. I just can't... He's an animal and I don't think I can even stay in the same room as him even though he had done this so many times, yesterday he went too far. He crossed his limits and I don't want to see his face. I just hate him so much. As I stood holding the sink, a thought crossed my mind, why life is so cruel to me? What did I do to receive these? Why did I ended up with him? I just want to live normally. I sighed brushing my open hair, thinking about my miserable life. I shook my head, tying my hair in a bun. I turned around to leave the kitchen only to get startled by him. Him? My eyes widened at the realisation as gasped left my mouth in horror at the sight of him. What? He's here. It means... he never left. And the worst part is he's also looking at me with that look on his face. Lust filled eyes. Will he ever leave me alone? ------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS ABUSIVE DARK ROMANCE AND FORCED MATURED CONTENT. -------------------------- Highest Rankings:- #1 Random - 26/10/2023 #1 Story - 4/09/2025 #2 Zaddy- 5/01/2024 #2 Badboy - 26/02/2024 #4 Indian - 26/02/2024 #5 Obsessed - 16/02/2024 DO NOT COPY MY WORK PLEASE

#book 1 of Mafia series What will happen when an innocent girl gets trapped in the clutches of a devil mafia? This is the story of Rishabh and Anokhi. Anokhi's life is as unique as her name. In this life, with one leg handicapped, Anokhi had an unwanted marriage with Rishabh and for the entire 2 years of marriage, neither Rishabh nor his family saw Anokhi's face. She always remained veiled. The same Rishabh Shergil is a well-known businessman and Mafia King of India. Rishabh used to hate his father the most in the world but today he is doing this unwanted marriage only on the insistence of his father. So why did Rishabh's father force the marriage of Rishabh and Anokhi? Will Rishabh accept this marriage? Why did Anokhi keep her face hidden for two whole years? Will Rishabh be able to give Anokhi the status of his wife? And will this forced marriage bring a rain of love or a storm of hatred in their lives? Let's find out in this story 😉

Vivan- ek saval puchu Y/n- bol Vivan- aap dono ki love story kese start hui Kabir&y/n- *choked* kya Arushi- iska matlab hai ki aap dono kese mile the apki love story kese start hui our vo 90s ki lifestyle kesi hoti thi Vivan- papa hamesha bolte hai hamare jamane me to abhi mujhe apke jamane ki baat janani hai please batao na Kabir- bohot raat ho gai hai fir kabhi bataunga Arushi- lekin hame abhi sunane hai please Kabir- baccho abhi nahi kal kaam hai our agar tum dono ko hamari kahani sunane jaunga to raat ho jaye gi Vivan- lekin kal our parso holiday hai Kabir- to kal sunaunga bas Arushi&vivan- yeeeeeeeees . . . I'm giving you warning this story can sound little CRINGE just a little okay . . . cover by @LilacFanFictions.. . . . Little disclaimer the picture or characters used in the story are not mine only the story script belongs to me

Master.. My baby is crying please.. give me two minutes.. Let me feed her. Re_writing..

••••••••••••COMPLETED••••••••••••• there love story started when y/n started to go to a institution with her cousin. y/n went there to learn painting. she was a good artist. as far Jai, he went there to learn dance with his four friends. they met and eventually fall in love with each other. Y/n fall for his flirty nature. Jai fall for her kind smily nature. Both were madly in love.... but.. there is always a rock between love. the stone in there love story were y/n's mama and mami. will they be able to be together? wanna know?... then you have to read it. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Started- 2 feb 2023 Ended- ???

•completed• When I was six, Baba had got me my first doll. I vividly remember her, my best friend. I had named her Sameera, she had huge eyes and wore a red bridal outfit, I would play with her all the time and one day I wed her off, wed her to another doll. But now that I had grown up, I knew that wedding someone wasn't just a game, being someone's wife was about much more. I was in my final year of degree in fine arts, I just 21 when my life reminded me of Sameera, turned me into Sameera, jis tarah Sameera ka nikah ek mazzak tha, ek khel uss he tarah mere nikah ne meri zindagi ko bhi ek khel me tabdeel kar diya. I was the wife of a man who already had a wife he loved dearly. I am Meher Butt and this is my story. (Book is written in English) #1 Urdu (march'21) #4 Lahore (jan'21) #1 Hyderabad (jan'21) #1 Pakistan (march'21) #2 Muslim (feb'21) #18 arrangemarriage (march'21) #24 age difference (jan'21)

"call me with, what I love... " "honey.?" Wo smirk karta hai against her skin and made her turn towards him, he directly smashed his lips on hers holding her waist tightly pulling her more close to his warm body, she wrap her hands around his neck deepening the kiss and their moment heated up when he hold her in bridal style still kissing her and takes her towards bed, he made her lay there and hovered above her still devouring the every corner of her mouth. "mmm...mm........" She muffles when she felt getting out of breath, and he broke the kiss breathing heavily with her, their stare in each others eyes were too memorizing that they felt so safe staring in them. "I-Im sorry...." Wo ye kehkar uske upar se utne hi wala hota hai ke y/n use rok kar puchti hai. "k-kis liye?" "that I can't control myself..." "nhi... You can, aap kuch bhi kar sakte jo aap chahe, I'm all yours..." ~ Uhhh!!! Don't hate me for anything veer is not a rude person in this FF!!! And I hope you all enjoy it 💜 I don't wanna make one but I'm making this one as last before a few months break. I hope you all be happy by this FF✨ok so let's meet in the story!<3

-گەمژەڪان ! کچێکی شار بەهۆی ئەوەی هەمووکات کێشەدەنێتەوە و بێڕێزە باوکی دەینێرێت بۆ لادێ بۆ ئەوەی ببێتە خانمێکی تەواو بەڵام چی ڕوودەدات لە لادێکە؟؟

Complicated. That's the only word powerful enough to describe the legendary Rathore Royal Family of Marwar-where crowns are heavy, hearts are heavier, and love is the most dangerous battlefield of all. Three brothers. Three marriages. And a web of emotions that threatens to destroy the very empire they rule. Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore-the ruthless king, the cold-hearted CEO, the man who rules an empire but guards his heart behind unbreakable walls. Two years into marriage, he remains untouched by love, leaving his queen Aadiya of Mewar-the proud eldest daughter-in-law-fighting a lonely battle for a place in her husband's frozen heart. Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore-the loyal second son, bound by duty and gratitude to his elder brother. Married to Naina, a woman who once believed her destiny was tied to the wrong brother. Trapped between marriage vows and forbidden feelings, Naina's heart harbors a love she was never meant to have. And then there is Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore-the youngest prince, reckless, protected, and unapologetically rebellious. When duty demanded a royal bride, he chose love instead-marrying Samaira, a servant's daughter, shaking the very foundation of Rathore royalty and igniting whispers, rebellion, and scandal across kingdoms. In a world where power outweighs emotions, where love is forbidden, and loyalty is tested at every turn- how long before hearts rebel against crowns? Welcome to the Rathores- where every relationship is a war, every marriage hides a secret, and love may just be the downfall of royalty itself.