Leonora Bernardi locked in the dark. Hurt for most of her life, scared of her own shadow. Not knowing what the outside world is like, she's the epitome of innocence. One look at her and it's like her aura could light up the room. Nikolai Volkov future don of the Russian mafia. Intimidating, dangerous and above all a monster, known to be ruthless and merciful in the mafia world. His presence darkens a room, but what if Leonora is used to the darkness? And what happens when Leonora finds out something about herself that will turn her whole life upside down? And what happens when Nikolai the cold hearted ruthless monster rescues the soft warm Leonora from the man who has caused everyone's pain.

A student professor arrange marriage romance ｡⁠*⁠♡✧⁠*⁠。 ✧She was his gravity , his fucking planet and he was lost without her ✧ (⁠◉⁠‿⁠◉⁠) TROPES- Arrange marriage ✓ Age gap ✓ Student × Professor ✓ Grumpy × Sunshine ✓ Slow burn✓ Jealousy ✓ Green flag ✓ #2 in youngadult #3 in comdey-drama #9 in cute #4 in cute #4 in agegap

~Rudransh Nanda~ A name that either stuns you into tremendous respect for its owner or bone-shaking fear that thrums deep into your soul. The enigmatic billionaire who might have been born with a silver spoon in his mouth but grew an empire with his sheer hardwork and determination. People use three words to describe him: ruthless, cold and a beast out there to get anyone who comes across him and his family. Haunted by the horrors of his past and the calm, simmering anger that always seems out of control, he moves and lives for his family, who prays for the day someone can help him come out of his rage and actually live his life. They say that there will be a person who is written for you, solely with the purpose of turning your life around........it's destiny, an unmistakable and unshakeable truth of life. What happens when destiny makes Rudransh cross paths with the one written for him? What happens when one is living in the remnants of the past and one is running from it? What happens when light meets dark? Will darkness consume the light into it will the light shine through? Join me in this journey of pain, heartbreak and mad love! Tropes~ Grumpy*Sunshine Forced Proximity Slow Burn Romance Possessive*ML Innocent FL ~Mature content is included so please be forewarned before you dive in!~

#Book1 in Mafia Romance Series 𝓓𝓮𝓭𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷: To all the girls out there who secretly wish for a morally grey man to turn their world upside down. ──────── ୨୧ ──────── Veeranshu Singhaniya: His name alone is enough to send shivers down the spines of his enemies. CEO of the Singhaniya Group and the formidable head of the Phantom Legion Mafia, Veeranshu fears no one-except his mother. A ruthless perfectionist with a commanding presence, he values his family and siblings deeply, though his love is often masked in discipline. In his world, love is a distraction-until it isn't. If he sets his eyes on something... or someone... he will make them his by any means necessary-hook or crook. Akshara: An orphan girl with a heart full of innocence, kindness, and quiet dreams. Akshara is the embodiment of grace and gentleness. Living under the roof of cruel relatives who treat her like a burden, her only solace lies in painting and dancing. She's a college student struggling to find a job and a way out. But what happens when her path crosses with the most dangerous man of the underworld? Will she manage to escape the dark pull of Veeranshu Singhaniya, or will she become his most prized possession-forever trapped in the cage of his obsession?

Ophelia-Daisy Moretti has spent her life locked in a golden cage-unloved, unseen, and forgotten by the family who should have protected her. Born into a world of crime but too soft for it, she survives through daydreams of a love that doesn't exist in her world. Until her father sells her to his enemy. Vincenzo Giovanni is the cold-hearted king of the Italian underworld. Feared, respected, untouchable. He doesn't do love, doesn't do mercy. But when a fragile, wide-eyed girl is delivered to his doorstep as part of a blood-soaked bargain, something begins to shift. She's not what he wanted. But he might be everything she needs. In a world where loyalty is deadly and love is weakness, their story will be written in stolen glances, shattered trust, and the kind of longing that could burn empires to the ground. This is not a love story. It's the war they never saw coming. She was sold to him like property. He never expected her to become his weakness.

She was broken. He was untouchable. Together, they became whole. Locked in a basement her entire life, she never knew kindness - until the cold, feared mafia king found her. Haru never expected to fall for the innocent girl with wide eyes and a fragile heart... but now, she's his world. He protects her. Teaches her. Loves her. But the underworld is watching - and they've found his one weakness. A story of healing, fierce love, possessive devotion, and the softness hidden beneath brutality. Her past may have shattered her... but in his arms, she becomes unstoppable. Plagiarism is theft. This story is my original work, shared here on Wattpad for readers to enjoy. Please don't copy, repost, or translate without permission. It's protected by copyright... and by my heart. Thank you.

Her voice shook as she asked again, "Rudraksh... please, what's happening? I don't understand. Why am I here?" Rudraksh stood still, his expression unreadable. But in his eyes there was something different in them. Something colder than the warmth she was used to. He couldn't let sympathy cloud his judgment. Not now. Not when his duty came first. "You're confused," he said, his voice firm, which felt unfamiliar. "You're going to take a lie detector test. It's part of the process. We need to know what you remember... and what you don't." Drishti stared at him, her heart sinking. A lie detector test? She had no idea what he was talking about. It felt like all of this was happening to someone else, not her. "I don't understand," she whispered, shaking her head as fear tightened in her chest. Rudraksh didn't answer. Instead, without warning, he moved. With a calm, practiced motion, he reached for the handcuffs. She gasped, her eyes widening in shock. "Rudraksh!" she cried, panic rising in her voice. "What are you doing?!" . . . This story revolves around ACP Rudraksh Rawat. A cold, calculative and dangerously calm man who is married to Drishti Rathor a sweet simple woman

even the prettiest of flowers will wilt one day • or where a sheltered girl with haunting secrets catches the eye of a callous businessman

"𝒎𝒂𝒊 𝒚𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒏 𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒛𝒊𝒓, 𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒘𝒂𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒉𝒐 𝒃𝒆𝒌𝒉𝒂𝒃𝒂𝒓" +++ Muntazir • मुंतज़िर • منتظر ~ one who waits. +++ Zaviyar Agha had everything in the palm of his hand except for one thing, or better yet, one person. While Ariha on the other hand, for her, life was beautiful. She had it all, perfect parents, perfect friends, and perfect life. Everyone loved her, and it wasn't difficult to fall in love with her but there was one person who loved her a little more than anyone else, waiting for her to see him like he saw her, But what to do, one is clueless and one is waiting to express his love to his clueless sweetheart. +++