When she poisoned him, she never expected him to fall into a coma for two long years... and she never imagined he would wake to hate her and she definitely didn't think she'd need seduction to get him back. Raad Zaveri-the devil of South Asia, the Kingpin of Islamabad, Pakistan, is a towering 6'5" force of nature. Feared across continents, ruthless in business, merciless to his enemies, yet soft and utterly devoted to the one woman who betrayed him. Aayat Zaveri, his childhood love turned wife, is sweet, gentle, and fiercely loyal but a single, desperate mistake has shattered everything between them. Now, he cannot look at her without remembering the betrayal. Yet, the pull she holds over him is undeniable. Her touch, her presence... the very thought of losing her drives the grumpiest, most imposing kingpin to the brink. In a world ruled by power, obsession, and danger, Raad and Aayat must navigate the thin line between hate and desire. Can love survive when betrayal and possession collide? Can two hearts that were once inseparable find their way back from darkness? And remember, Raad isn't a man who shares, at all.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

Vedh Singh Oberoi A name know for it's ruthlessness. His thoughts started from where the world's thoughts ended. He wasn't meant to marry or love but his family forcefully got him married to her when he was 34 Heer Mehta She was the most innocent soul living on the earth, studying to complete her dream at the age of 23. But everything changed when one day her parents fixed her marriage with him, the most tainted soul ever

**SUMMARY** He was supposed to be her captor. Instead, he became her protector. Harry Styles has spent ten years as Fighter 46 in Mr. Reaper's underground fighting empire-a number instead of a name, a weapon instead of a man. Trained to obey without question, to fight without mercy, to feel nothing at all. But when he's ordered to kidnap Calla, a woman with eyes the color of tropical seas, something inside him breaks. Something he thought died years ago. Calla's life shatters the night Jake Morrison-the one person she trusted-trades her freedom for $125,000 of gambling debt. Dragged into a concrete hell where shock collars enforce obedience and fighting means survival, she discovers her captor isn't like the others. Harry looks at her with something other than violence. Something that feels like protection, like regret, like the man he used to be before this place destroyed him. But in Reaper's arena, kindness is weakness and love is suicide. Brandon Reaper-the sadistic heir who wants Calla for himself-sees Harry's growing attachment as a betrayal. And when you're owned by monsters who control your every breath, protecting someone means putting both your lives on the line. As Harry trains Calla to fight, to survive, to become as dangerous as the world she's trapped in, the lines between captor and guardian blur. Between prisoner and protector. Between hate and the one thing that could get them both killed-love. In a place designed to strip away humanity, can two broken people save each other? Or will Harry's attempt to protect Calla cost them both their lives? **The Cornerman's Hostage**-where the greatest danger isn't the ring, but the heart that refuses to stop beating for someone else. **WARNING: DARK CONTENT, NO CHAPTER WARNINGS AND EACH CHAPTER IS RELATIVELY LONG.**

The story of every housewife, the story of all the mothers.

"Don't you dare to touch me again otherwise i won't even give you chance to control your breathe and fuck you right here harshly....." .......... ____________ " For God sake .....I gonna find you as soon as possible and if I get to know that you were prostitute I will leave you ....but if not then I will definitely punish you wildly and harshly for taking away my first time and without giving any connection left me alone on this bed. __________ I WON'T TAKE MINUTES TO SMASHED YOUR THIS JUICY LIPS TO MINE.......AND AFTER THAT I WON'T LET YOU GO FROM HERE... SO .RUN BABY ,RUN .....RUN FOR YOUR LIFE......... Billionaire × mafia Submissive - dominating ( Mature content ahead ) TROPE - age gap FORCED marriage Dominating side Romance Suspense REVANGE BIKER couple Betrayal Divorce Family × love

Vedant Roy has spent his entire life under the brutal rule of his father. Before Vedant can claim the throne of the Roy empire, he must prove himself by destroying their greatest enemy, the Solankis. But his mission takes an unexpected turn when Prisha Solanki-the fierce and untamed mafia princess-returns home. Trained in blood and warfare, she fears no man and bows to no one. Upon encountering Vedant, a mere servant in her father's employ, she is immediately irked by his defiant demeanor. Unaccustomed to insubordination, Prisha resolves to put him in his place within the Solanki mansion. However, Prisha is drawn to Vedant's dark, unreadable aura. Determined to make him kneel, she underestimates the monster lurking beneath his obedient disguise. Because Vedant has no intention of surrendering-not to her, not to love, and certainly not to fate. In a world of deception, power, and obsession, who will break first?

[Book 1 of series Obsession] 28 Dec:- Top 3 in Top 10 in India 28 Dec:- Top 2 in India This story is STRICTLY 18+ It will contain more of adult content. READ AT YOU OWN RISK TROPES enemies with benefits Family rival Academic rivals Baddie FL x Baddie ML Hater to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Possessive ML x Possessive FL Touch her and die Touch him and face the consequences

'No....'she spoke anxiously in anger, her rose-tinted lips trembling, and tears welled up in her eyes. hearing 'No' from her mouth, it felt like my body was boiling with anger. I am Taha Aasif, no girl has ever said no to me. In anger, I stepped towards her, gripping her waist with my hand, pulling her forcefully towards me, our chests colliding. Suddenly, she looked at me with tension and innocent green eyes filled with fear. These very eyes have turned my life into torment, disrupting the peace in my otherwise decent life. "What's the problem with marrying me?" I asked in a suppressed, angry voice. "Why...because...I..." She stammered, tears streaming down from her eyes. I don't know why, but her tears pierce my heart every time. I don't know why I can't stand seeing tears in her eyes. "What...Rubab..." I shouted in anger, making her flinch. "Because I know I am a sinner, but I am not impure like you. And Allah says pure women are for pure men," "And impure women are for impure men." I looked into her eyes while completing her sentence She lowered her gaze and nodded slightly. I know I'm an animal; I do any job that Rubab's Allah forbids. But that Allah never gave me anything. He took everything from me, but I won't let him take Rubab. "So let's make it equal, future wife. I'll make you impure like me, then you'll agree to marry me, right?" I said, caressing her cheeks with back of my palm and pressed my rough cigarette and alcohol-laden lips against her soft rose lips. ******* Taha Aasif 30 years old A handsome man with a short temper His work partner calls him a beast and merciless. Rushda Rubab 18 years old A beautiful young girl whose goal is to re-establish her mother's political party. She is Abraham Ahmad's lifeline. She is full of faith. He is a non believer What happened what two different people collided with each other by the game called destiny. A Tale of innocence and obsession

He looked like a savior but came to ruin her. Viraj Oberoi was a man born of blood and power, the kind of man whose name alone could make entire empires bow. A master of deception, he wore masks better than he wore his own face. For him, lies were not just weapons... they were survival. And this time, his mask was a perfect gentleman. Shanvika Rawat was everything fierce, independent, and unyielding. She didn't bow to anyone. When she became the private tutor of Viraj Oberoi's daughter, she had no idea she had walked straight into the lion's den. Viraj only needed one thing from her...a proof that could destroy him. But the longer he watched her smile, the longer he listened to her fearless words, the longer he breathed in her presence...the more the mission turned into obsession. He was saving her body, just so he could claim her soul. Their bond grew under the roof of his mansion... a slow burn of tension, desire, and danger. Shanvika should have stayed away. She should have run the moment she saw the hunger in his eyes But she couldn't. Because Viraj didn't just want her truth anymore. He wanted her... mind, body, and soul. And this time, his mask wouldn't save her.