At nineteen, Aariya's world fell apart. She grew up with her poor aunt and uncle after losing her parents. Life was tough, but they gave her a home and helped her finish school. She worked hard and got a small job at a local hotel-just enough to live with dignity. Then came a promise of a better job in the city. She trusted it. But it was a trap. She was nearly sold to a brothel-betrayed and terrified. That's when Reyansh showed up. Rich. Arrogant. The kind of man used to getting what he wants. He noticed her-not because she cried, but because she didn't. She didn't care about his money or charm, and that bothered him. So, he did something reckless. He bought her. Not to save her. Not to love her. Just to keep her. He brought her to his home-not as a lover or a wife, just a girl trapped in a golden cage. But something changed. In her silence, he saw her pain. In her strength, he saw something real. She wanted freedom. He couldn't let her go. He never meant to care. But now... she's the only one who makes him feel anything at all.

"He married her to punish her... not to love her." She was innocent - the daughter of the man who ruined his life. He was everything her father feared: powerful, vengeful, and morally grey. Trapped in a forced marriage, she thought she'd find a way to melt the monster behind his eyes. But he had no heart to give... only cold rage and secrets darker than the night. She wanted love. He wanted revenge. But sometimes, when fire meets innocence - the real war begins behind closed doors. A dark romance of obsession, trauma, and twisted fate. 18+ | Trigger Warnings: Toxic Relationships, Violence, Forced Marriage! Ur writer -- Anvi writes___

"𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖, 𝙮𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙢 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚. 𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙚𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙚, 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙖..." ______________ His eyes follow her everywhere, piercing through crowds, through walls, through her very soul. At first, she thought it was harmless, a fleeting infatuation. But..she was wrong. So, so wrong. His love isn't gentle, it's violent and unrelenting, a storm that tears through everything she holds dear. He leaves her notes that no one else can see. Gifts that feel more like warnings. Whispers that echo in her head long after he is gone. He doesn't want her to love him back. He wants her to belong to him. And when she tries to pull away, he tightens his grip. They say love can save you. But his love? It will destroy her.. ___________________ Saanvi Mehra, a hardworking girl leading a simple yet peaceful life, gets trapped in the obsession of a ruthless billionaire, the one who wears the facade of a gentleman in front of the whole world, Arjun Vardhan. He scares her, threatens her and does everything to break her. In the end, there's only one question, who will break first?

Reyansh had broken Aarohi's world with the cruel precision of a man who had never heard the word no, a man who mistook resistance for an insult and defiance for a declaration of war. His revenge had not been a moment of rage but a masterpiece of cruelty, crafted slowly, deliberately, and with devastating accuracy. It was personal. It was intimate. And it was unforgettable in the way wounds that never fully heal always are. But power, especially the kind built on fear and blood, always demands its price and Reyansh has finally begun to bleed for his sins. The woman he once trapped with his obsession, the woman he broke without mercy, is now the only one who can drag him out of the abyss he created. Redemption is a distant, brutal dream... but for the first time, he found himself caged in his own redemption, held by a need so powerful it could bring a man to his knees. Aarohi, however, wants nothing from him. Not his remorse and certainly not the love he never knew how to give; a love that came wrapped in chains, threats, and unspoken ruin. ~~~~~~~ Dive into a journey where revenge scars, redemption burns, and love becomes something worth killing.....and dying for.

Rudransh Khurana:- He is 28, powerful and cold. A self made storm with an empire at his feet and ice in his veins . As a chairman of imperion group, he didn't need people... he owned them. He felt nothing and moved through life like a shadow-sharp, silent and dangerous. Then came Aaranya. She is 21 - warm and grounded.A student of Delhi University, she wore her innocence like light but carried strength in every step. She was loyal,bold and soft in all the places where he was hard. But her life changed ...when Rudransh Khurana,set his cold eyes on her. He forced her into his dark world... and made her 𝘩𝘪𝘴. He calls it obsession. But for Aaranya, it feels like a beautifully built cage. ---------- "You think signing that paper makes me yours?" she whispered. "No, sweetheart," he said, voice dripping with danger. "That just makes it legal. You were mine the moment I saw you- My wife. My obsession. And now... my prisoner." "This isn't love..." "No. This is OWNERSHIP." ____ But the question remains? Will she submit? Or will she fight to break free from the man who owns her?

Aarohi frantically looked around, dazed and scared, surrounded by sleek black cars and a wall of bodyguards armed with guns. They formed an impenetrable circle, leaving her trapped. Heart pounding, she watched in terror as Reyansh strode towards her, his steps deliberate, his eyes locked onto her like a predator nearing its prey. Tears blurred her vision as she whispered a desperate plea, "Please, let me go." Unaffected, he stopped inches away, his face morphed into a dark smile as he leaned close and murmured smoothly, "Checkmate." Before she knew it, strong hands were dragging her away, as everyone watched in silence. ~~~~ Caught in Reyansh Kashyap's obsessive web, Aarohi Singh fights tooth and nail to escape his grip. But defying the city's most powerful man, a man who holds its very pulse in his hand, may prove an impossible feat. With Reyansh willing to go to any lengths to ensure she has nowhere left to run, freedom seems further away than ever. ~~~~ Note: The story is set in an Indian background, use of regional language will be provided with English translation.

He was her husband... But in his heart, there wasn't even a corner that belonged to Arunima. To the world, they looked like the perfect couple. Inside, they were falling apart-quietly, painfully. Arunima kept searching for a home in his arms... while Aastik drowned himself in the scent of another woman. But one night, Arunima's silence shook something deep inside him- forcing Aastik to face the truth of the marriage he had been running from. Can love return to a place it once abandoned? Or is this marriage nothing but a mask slowly breaking both of them? This is a story of hurt, longing, misunderstandings, and a love that refuses to die even after it breaks. If you love intense marriage drama, emotional betrayal, and slow-burn romance, this story is for you.

For two years now, Zaira has lived under their roof. Not as a burden, not out of obligation. But as family. Her parents trust them, they adore her. She comes from another city to Mumbai for her education, welcomed with warmth, care, and affection into a wealthy household that treats her like their own. All except him. Aarvik Singhania barely speaks to her, barely acknowledges her presence. And when his eyes do find her, they are cold with something that looks dangerously close to anger. She is afraid of him, he rarely speak except it's important and that is what scare most people...his silence, the way he watches without looking and the way the room feels heavier when he's near. What Zaira doesn't know is that his detest is a lie.