She feared love. He believed in it 🤍 When the son of a corrupt politician falls for a girl who hates love, things were never meant to be simple. Will their love survive the politics of blood and betrayal? ❤️‍🩹

When Alaia married the billionaire, Agastya Singhania, she was okay to be stepped in a loveless marriage. She knew from the start that she'd always be the Unloved Bride but then what about the soft corner that she's going to develop for her husband? Will she ever be loved even if she loves him with all her heart? Will she ever be enough? How can she be okay with the fact that her husband is still in love with his girlfriend who's dead?

A Train Journey. She boards the train alone, heading back to college after the holidays, expecting nothing but a quiet ride. But then, he walks in. Hoodie up. Mask on. Head low. Trying to stay hidden. But she knows. God, she knows. She's admired him for years. His posture, his presence, the way he carries silence like poetry. He doesn't have to speak. She's already recognized him. Yet, she says nothing. Instead, she smiles and leans in with a soft, "A Small Talk?" He hesitates... then nods. And just like that, two strangers share stolen glances, soft laughter, and quiet touches through shared coffee and conversation. She flirts gently, bold in her calm, teasing without revealing the truth... that she's already his, and he doesn't even know it yet. He's drawn in, slowly. She's already falling. One train. One secret. One night. Will it stay just a small talk... Or something dangerously tender, unexpectedly unforgettable?

(Coming soon as independent WEBTOON) || Half-completed story *** For as long as Niharika could remember, she led a simple life overshadowed by her own misery. Despite belonging to a well-established family and being the youngest child, she was the neglected one, living her life as an outcast. She never hoped or dreamed of being desired by anyone, let alone getting married to the most powerful man from an ancient royal clan, who turned out to be an inherited king. It seemed like a nightmare she couldn't escape from. She had no idea how her life had stumbled into such a situation. Just when she thought life had made her suffer enough, it took an even worse turn. Her husband, Prithvi Chauhan, was her safe space yet her tormentor, accusing her of something she had no knowledge of. She found herself trapped in a web of deception and manipulation. It became evident that there was more to the situation than met the eye. Being the weakest and easily manipulated, Niharika was unaware that she was merely being used as a pawn in a much more complex game. But yet, her beauty and her stammering didn't go unnoticed by her royalty, her husband. He couldn't help but be captivated by her, always desperate / yearning to hear her speak. How did this girl, who did nothing more than remain reserved and true to herself, capture the heart of her royalty?