So this story is about a ruthless mafia who gets every thing what he wants very arrogant and rude and a girl who is innocent naive her parents sold her to mafia because of they don't like her...let's see what happens.....😊❤️

~𝐄𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐮𝐩. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐞. 𝐑𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐚𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐲 𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞." ____________________________________ From the very first meet his eyes held a familiarity she couldn't understand. He knew too much, Notice too much, and appear in her life too perfectly. Coincidence? She wanted to believe so. But some glances towards him felt like memories. And some peoples don't enter in your life for the first time when you meet them. As the distance between them disappeared one question always lingered in her mind. "𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦?" Until one day she realized something far more unsettling. He isn't the only one watching her. 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐨. Not out of love. Not out of Obsession too. But for a reason, Far more dangerous one. This is a story of 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝.

Naaz, the girl who wants love from her soulmate, will she get that? Sid, who has his own world, will he accept naaz? Enjoy their journey.

Two opposite personality : One is bold , highly educated , dominate ~ Sidharth Thakur Other is shy , innocent , introvert and left her studies in middle due to financial issues ~ Shehnaaz Gill . It's an arranged marriage between a well educated man who is CEO of their Thakur Empire And a Navie girl who left her studies in the middle . Total Opposite personality from opposite world . As one is dominate , bold and other one is submisive , shy & innocent . Story published on 25 Dec 2021 Completed on 2 July 2022 Ranking 🏅 #1 under Care out of 118k stories #1 under wife out of 11.9k stories #1 under introvert out of 5.5k stories

Its a story about : his love his passion his care his obsession his possession . . Towards his Naaz . From the first glance only she was his . . Nobody could take her away from him not even she herself . . She knew that he likes her but never in her dreams she thought that his love towards her is to such an extent Peep in to knew about his obsession and his first sight love and about her submission in his dominance.

peep in innocence that wrapped him around her pinky finger made him forget all his rules 🔥 🔞⚠️🔞⚠️🔞⚠️🔞⚠️🔞⚠️🔞⚠️🔞⚠️🔞⚠️🔞 #sidnaaz Love

her madness Mehak Sharma 22-year-old, soft-spoken, kind-hearted girl. Faces cruel body shaming from society due to her weight, but holds deep strength within. Works a job, supports her family, and silently carries emotional maturity far beyond her years. She is deeply loved and supported by her father. Loyal and quietly brave. Aryan Sharma A 26-year-old man with a mysterious past. Due to a serious accident, he has the mind and heart of a 6-year-old child. Innocent, pure, and emotionally attached to those he trusts. He sees the world with wonder, calls Mehak his "Cute Panda", and brings light into her life in unexpected ways.

... An Indian heart warming love story "To anyone who wants to feel butterflies" _____________________ Alert: - This book contain mature content. Only proceed further if you are comfortable. - All characters and places are fictional in this story. Everything is based on my imagination. - I am also a reader on Wattpad so you may find some similar words or seens but they are going to be purely coincidental.

BRIDE SERIES BOOK 1 Let's join the journey Of Rajveer and Advika💕 What this accidental arrianged marriage brings for them.. Will love bloom between them? Or destiny has some other plans!!

"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.