Murtasim/ Meerab. A very different story from all the meerasim stories you've ever read.. Ranked # 1 in Murtasim stories Ranked # 1 in Tere Bin

Sometimes, love does not arrive with certainty. Sometimes, it arrives softly- through patience, shared routines, and the decision to stay.

Meerab is all rules, schedules, and serious business. Murtasim? He's viral videos, chaotic energy, and absolutely no sense of responsibility. When fate and family throws them together, worlds collide. One is strict, the other is spontaneous. One plans life down to the last minute, the other lives life by the trending hashtag. Can discipline survive TikTok? Can chaos ever learn to be serious? Or will their clash of personalities become the most hilarious marriage ever? Get ready for laughter, banter, and a whole lot of accidental chaos.

When a scandal destroys rising actress Meerab's reputation overnight, the industry that once worshipped her becomes the first to abandon her. Roles vanish, friends disappear, and even her fiancé walks away without a fight. In a world built on image and illusion, she becomes everyone's favourite villain - except his. Murtasim Khan, her co-star with a guarded heart and belief , refuses to believe the lies. When the noise becomes unbearable and the world grows cruel, he does the unthinkable , he steps into the fire with her. Not for fame. Not for sympathy. But because someone had to stand beside her when everyone else ran. And when protection isn't enough, he offers her the one promise that could save her name... or ruin his. A marriage born from scandal. A bond forged under pressure. A love neither of them were prepared for. In an industry built on compromise, he becomes her only shield- and she becomes the story he never saw coming.

An enemies-to-lovers tale where silence speaks, eyes challenge, and hearts surrender long before pride does.

Murtasim is a shadow in human form - cold, precise, and utterly heartless, a man who moves through darkness, leaving death in his wake. Everything is as it should be... until one night, Meerab, a bright and full of life florist, accidentally witnesses him commit a murder. In that single, fleeting moment, their lives collide, and the line between hunter and prey begins to blur. Secrets, danger, and desire intertwine as they are drawn into a deadly game - where trust could kill, survival is never guaranteed, and the heart is the most dangerous weapon of all.

Meerab lived in Murtasim's house, but it wasn't a home - it was a cage dressed in elegance. Every door opened with his permission, every silence ended with his voice. He didn't chain her - he didn't need to. His presence was the lock, his gaze the key she could never find. When she moved, his eyes followed. When she spoke, his tone silenced her. And when she tried to step away, his calm words pulled her right back - "You can go anywhere, Meerab. As long as it's inside my world." She realized then - she wasn't just living with him. She was living inside him. And Murtasim's world was a beautiful, merciless cage built only for her.

In episode 23, Meerab's hand were adorned with gajra " Beautiful" said Murtasim And then the story goes AU-) Bas, ek gajra hi bewafa nikla - toot ka gira aur saath hi Meerab ka entire self-control bhi. Gajra - 1, Contract 0 She narrowed her eyes. "Don't you dare mock me, Murtasim. You gave me your word!" He stood then, towering over her in that infuriatingly composed way, his voice calm but teasing. "I did. And I kept it." Her jaw dropped. "You-what?!" "I didn't break the contract, Meerab," he said, bending slightly so they were eye to eye. "You did." She gaped at him, speechless. "I-what-no! I did not!" He smiled that lazy, devastating smile again. "Everything that happened last night..." His voice dropped, gentle but edged with wicked amusement. "It was with your consent."

a series of murders occur at Meerab Ahmed's home land Hyderabad. It was the first case she was handed over as a practising criminal lawyer , her Baba Waqas Ahmed a practising criminal lawyer was the her backbone and he had seen similar cases in a similar pattern - the number of deaths kept increasing but the hands printed with blood is yet to be found.... Murtasim khan - feudal lord , childhood friend of Meerab - he was her neighbour and someone she found home in. I'm her return he was nothing but happy and old sparks return along the way. who is the serial killer? who was the monster that lurked among the silence , the darkness? the one who ripped husbands from their waiting wives , the one who ripped father's away from innocent children.... Meerab Ahmed was here to give them the answer...

He had always ruled his world with iron-every law, every gaze, every word binding those around him. Then she arrived, fragile in appearance, fearless in spirit-a spark he neither wanted nor could resist. She should have bowed. She should have obeyed. But desire does not listen, and neither does love when it is a cage. And thus began their Qaid-e-Ishq-a prison of passion, power, and defiance.