MIRAAN ROHERO(age 30) He belongs to a strong politician family.Along with having ties in the politics , they are also running the underworld.Miraan is the current mafia head. He is fit for the position with his ruthlessness and coldness,Guns have been in his hands since he couldn't even remember. He is brought up keeping in mind, which position he has to take. AGHA SINAAN HAIDER (age 30) He belongs to a strong sindhi family. He rules over his area, he has multiple businesses along with acres of land. He is a guy who believes in traditions and knows how to keep them alive. CHASHMAN AHMAD(age 20) A young lovely girl, with a big heart. She has milky white skin and chocolaty brown hair, she has plum red lips and stands at 5 '6 with all the self confidence. She helps everyone she can. She believes in giving and giving. But is there all love? Or is there also hatred for some, for those ,who caused her pain? Who took everything away from her? ADAR SIYAAL(age 18) A quite girl, with huge hazel green eyes and black hair.she is petite and barely 5'3 .She looks like a doll,who is boring to many.But is this girl really boring? Or just hidden in a lot of layers, with a lot of mysteries? ___________ If you are interested, join their journey❤️ _______________ SALAAM READERS! I AM BACK WITH ANOTHER STORY. :D

[WARNING - EXPLICIT CONTENT] I pulled my elbow from his death grip. "You're ashamed of me. Admit it. You hate the idea of been seen with me." I shot venomous accusations his way. He didn't look at me. I'd rejected his kiss, pushed him away from and in return he'd turned cold and cruel, again. He'd shown nothing but hatred for me in public yet held me with aching tenderness when it was just us. I was sick of his games. He needed to decide whether he wanted me or not. "You parade new girls daily in front of my eyes," a sob escaped my throat. "And don't even deny you don't occasionally screw Charlotte behind my back." His ice blue eyes pierced my soul with his sharp gaze. He was teetering on the verge of lashing out on me. "How would you feel if I did the same to you, huh?" I pushed at his stiff chest. "Had several boyfriends, invited them to our home." His eyes cut to me, and a look darker than I've ever seen clouded his features I gestured to our grandiose home bought by his dizzying wealth. "And parade them right in front--" Before I knew it, I was face down and nearly suffocated by the soft material of our couch, I barely noticed my skirt pushed upwards and panties shoved aside. "You're my goddamn wife, Astoria. I will not tolerate your defiance." The sound of his belt loosening, zipper lowering, he entered me violently taking my breath with him. "Yet everyone thinks I'm still your charity case because you won't claim me." "You want to be claimed? Fine. But I am warning you, this lifestyle you're so accustomed to will be gone. I will be dirt poor and your family will be fired." "Then divorce and set me free. I am done being your dirty secret." Axel Trent, the spoiled prince always got whatever he wished for, and I was one of the thing he had wished to possess. Our fate were meant to collide in the cruelest way possible. It left me shattered. THIS IS A TOXIC ROMANCE BOOK. DON'T EXPECT HEART AND FLOWERS cover by IvvyKy