Once, their families were bound by trust. Now, they're divided by blood. Reyansh Shergill, heir to a ruthless mafia empire, and Amaira Raichand, the golden-hearted doctor. They both were childhood sweethearts but something turned their cute bond into hatred. 18 years they've been away from each other, The past burned their bond to ashes, and hatred filled what love had left behind. But when Amaira's brother dared to run away with Reyansh's only sister, the final spark was lit. For revenge, Reyansh did the unthinkable thing......he married Amaira. Not for love, but for Revenge. And Amaira? Did she wanted it? Maybe yes or Maybe No. Dive into the story to witness how their bond turns from 'Childhood sweetheart to Enemies to Lovers'

𝗜'𝗺 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗺...𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝘀. ☆𝗔𝗡 𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗗 𝗠𝗔𝗥𝗥𝗜𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗡𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗟☆ 𐙚𝗕𝗢𝗢𝗞 1 𝗢𝗙 𝗗𝗘𝗦𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗥𝗜𝗘𝗦𐙚 ────୨ৎ──── "Are you scared or... nervous?" I asked, closing the distance just a little more. I was enjoying it far too much. Seeing him this flustered was oddly satisfying and for the first time-the tables had turned. I had every intention of taking full advantage of it. "None," he replied. His face gave nothing away, calm and unreadable, even as he took another step back-until the back of his knee brushed the table behind him, leaving him nowhere else to go. I smirked and stepped closer, invading the little space he had left. Rising onto my toes, I leaned in just enough for my lips to graze near his ear, my hand resting lightly around his neck. His reaction betrayed him. One hand clenched the tablecloth at his side, knuckles tightening. A soft giggle escaped me as I watched his reaction, pulling back just enough to poke his nose. "I'll go and change," I said casually, finally beginning to step away. I barely moved back before his hand caught my waist, pulling me back firmly until I was pressed against his chest. My hand instinctively clutched his sherwani at the shoulder as his hand slid steadily to my back. He tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Why did you stop?" he asked quietly. His fingers traced my cheek as he gently lifted my lehenga's dupatta from my head. It slipped from his grasp and fell to the floor. This time, when his hand returned to my back, it met bare skin. My breath hitched. He leaned in, his lips brushing my ear as his voice dropped to a whisper. "Ab main start karu?" ────୨ৎ────

"The first time I saw her was in the exam hall. I never thought that would be the day that my heart would not belong to me anymore. Luck was at my side when she sat with me that day. That was the day I knew, that I was gone, gone for her forever. " Ivaan Khanna, the man who was imposing, stoic and commanding respect. He might have a stern demeanor, rarely smiling or showing emotion, and his presence alone instills fear in others. Despite his intimidating demeanor, beneath his stern exterior lay a heart of gold, especially for those he held dear. While his seriousness might keep others at bay, his loved ones knew his true warmth and compassion. He was the elder brother, and knew how to handle any situation. His parents were his whole life. He was a neurosurgeon. He had everything that he could imagine, yet the girl whom he had fallen for 12 years back, still resided in his heart. He didn't even know where she would be right now. Until that phone call... Inayat Sehgal, an IAS officer. She was the joy and sunshine of her family, the youngest sibling. She loved and cared for everyone out there whom she met. But under all the glitter and sparkles she wasn't happy, she didn't know how to calm her panicked self whenever she thought about her past. The past that she despised and never wanted to meet again. Despite that, under all these facades, she wants something that she doesn't know, something which will calm her soul and make her peaceful. Both of them are unaware of what their future holds. Join the journey of Ivaan and Inayat. Will Ivaan ever be able to confess his feelings to the woman he loved more than anyone or is it always going to be a one-sided one? How will they get bound in holy matrimony? How will Inayat come out from her past? And will Inayat ever be able to accept and love him? To find out the answer, read my story, from Broken to beloved.