Some love stories begin with attraction. Some with fate. And some-with resistance. This is not a story about love that arrives easily. It is about love that waits, learns, and chooses. Set between the old warmth of roots and the vast unfamiliarity of London, this is the journey of Arnav Singh Raizada and Khushi Kumari Gupta-two strong individuals shaped by ambition, scars, and self-respect. They collide, misunderstand, pull away, and grow apart before they learn how to grow together. This story is not about possession. It is about partnership. Not about intensity that burns fast-but connection that endures. Because some love stories are not about finding each other once. They are about choosing each other-again and again. Yeh pyaar sirf milne ka nahi tha... yeh ek safar tha.

Mumbai never waited for anyone. It roared, breathed, and swallowed people whole-dreamers, fighters, the broken and the brave. And on a humid July morning, as the city woke up to honking cars and hurried lives, Khushi Kumari Gupta stepped into it with a past heavier than her suitcase and a heart trained to survive quietly. Mumbai University's stone gates loomed in front of her-ancient, intimidating, and full of promises she wasn't sure she deserved. Two years, she reminded herself. Just two years of being normal. No bodyguards. No spotlight. No Arnav Singh Raizada. She adjusted the strap of her bag and exhaled slowly. "Masters in Psychology," she murmured, more to steady herself than to state a fact. Psychology-because she had spent her entire life understanding pain without anyone teaching her how.

I want you to sign a contract, Arnavji. Marry me for six months, Khushi had demanded. The roses hidden behind Arnav's back wilted in his tight grip. "Pretend to be my husband for six months and lend me the Raizada name. If you don't agree, Jiji won't sit on the mandap. If your little brother's happiness means anything to you, you will sign it." And so the tables flipped. The blackmailed becomes the blackmailer. In a slight twist of events, it's not Arnav but Khushi who proposes the contract marriage, brokering a deal and breaking Arnav's heart. But why? What was Khushi's motive? Why only for six months?

Arnav Singh Raizada has a reputation- heartbreaker, manipulator, and the most feared CEO in the city. He never smiles. He never apologizes. And he definitely never falls in love. Until Her. She was just another employee. Until he decided I was his obsession. He pushes her away, then drags her closer. He hates how much he wants her... and She hate how much She craves him. But loving a ruthless man comes with consequences- ones that may burn them both. This isn't a fairytale. This is a war between desire and control. And only one of them will survive it.

IPKKND-Epilogue series, Arnav and Khushi as young parents to their son and twin daughters and glimpses of their everyday life. Story starts 6 years after Ek Jashn (2021 onwards). Ranked #1 in #ARNAV (Dec/1/21),#1 in #bliss (Oct/25/21) Banner credit: serpensortia_shiri

What happens when two people are destined to drive each other insane in every universe? Arnav and Khushi - two hearts that fight, heal, laugh, and love like it's destiny's favorite game. Each tale is its own little universe - some sweet, some aching, all unforgettable. Different stories. Different worlds. But somehow... it's always them. 🪄💟

Khushi's P.O.V: "I stayed quiet for far too long. People mistook my silence for acceptance... and my kindness for weakness. But I've learned something- silence is not peace. Silence is patience waiting for the right moment to strike." "I gave my trust, my loyalty, my entire heart... and it was treated like it had no value. Now I'm done giving explanations. I'm done expecting apologies. I'm done standing in the shadows of someone else's choices." "If someone believes I can be replaced so easily... then they're about to experience how easily I can walk away. I'm not here to be tested. I'm not here to be compared. I'm not here to tolerate disrespect disguised as love." "I don't tear people down. I simply remove myself-and let the absence do the talking. If someone wants me back... they'll have to face every truth they avoided." "My fire was never the problem. Their fear of getting burned was." Payal's P.O.V: "I used to think holding a family together was strength- but I realized that holding myself together is the real power." "I tried understanding, adjusting, bending... until I looked at myself and wondered why I was the only one breaking. Not anymore. I'm done carrying the weight of everyone else's comfort." "If someone thinks I'm too silent to fight back... they're wrong. I don't shout-I end things. I don't beg-I decide. I don't chase-I step forward, and whoever can't keep up gets left behind." "My heart is soft, yes... but my spirit? Unshakeable. If someone hurts me and expects me to stay- they've misunderstood the kind of woman I am." "I don't need loud revenge. My strength is the revenge."

A moment. It took only one moment for Arnav's trust and love to turn into a disguised hatred for the girl, Khushi, whom he now pretends to be disgusted by. A scene he was never supposed to witness was casually misinterpreted by him. The question is: will Khushi, for the very last time, be brave enough to trust Arnav with her love once she discovers that his hatred was based on a mere misunderstanding? And once Arnav realizes his mistake, how far will he go for redemption? Read on to find out... Based on the famous terrace scene of IPKKND.

Arnav's parents are murdered before his eyes, and he has come to take revenge on them and will Arnav starts to realise Khushi's true, innocent nature

❝ 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧. ❞ Arnav Singh Raizada built his world on logic and control-until she came along, wild and bright, turning every rule into a heartbeat. And in one impulsive, devastating moment, he accused her of the unforgivable. Now the mansion feels colder, his empire emptier, and every night ends with her name burning in his throat like a prayer he no longer deserves to say. He tells himself he can't break - but every night he does, quietly, when no one's watching. Because how do you forgive yourself for ruining the only person who ever believed there was still something good in you? ❝ 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 - 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩. ❞ Khushi Kumari Gupta once believed love could survive anything. Until it was her love on trial. She walked away carrying the ruins of her faith, her heart heavy with words she never got to speak. But no amount of distance could erase him-the man who destroyed her, yet still owns every pulse in her chest. She hates him. She aches for him. And she knows that the only thing more dangerous than loving him once- is loving him again. When fate makes them collide again, he looks at her like redemption wearing a heartbeat, and she looks at him like the tragedy she is learning to outgrow.