It was Gulaal's first day after marriage. After completing her Teej fast and rituals, she entered her husband's room-only to see her husband with another woman. CM Rana Sarvagya Singh Shekhawat was on the bed, holding his girlfriend in his arms. The sight shocked Gulaal so much that the puja thali slipped from her hands. Hearing the noise, Sarvagya and his girlfriend turned to look at her. "You-you are the same girl whom Sarvagya bought for himself?" His Girlfriend Damisha, staring at Gulaal's frightened face, continued mockingly, "Why, does it hurt to see another woman in your husband's arms? Actually, this Rana-sa isn't really a husband at all..." Hearing her, Gulaal's anger flared. Looking straight at her husband, she said bitterly: "I don't even consider a man who goes around sleeping here and there as a man. Such a person is called a dog." Saying this, she walked away to her own room where the servants also lived. She went to remove her jewelry at the table-when suddenly, she realized someone had closed the door behind her. Before she could even turn around, someone grabbed her by the waist and pressed their lips hard against hers.

Book Three of the 'Twisted Desire' Series.

The Nayak Sisters - Book 1 39 years old, Srishti Nayak is a protective elder sister to her siblings, a successful business woman however her 'Donna' side is unknown to the world. Except him!!! Sameer Jasodaben Shah aka Sameer. Her secretary, her confidant, her right hand wingman and her secret HUSBAND!!! He likes her...She doesn't know! Will he ever be able to confess it to her? Ummm...we don't know 🥲 After all it's never easy being Medusa's Husband/Secretary 🙃

This is Phase 4. The first three phases are posted on my Instagram account; you can read them from there. My Instagram account:- author._.sree This is a Multicouple book❣️ With troupes:- •Mafia King x Criminal Lawyer •Don Businessman x IRS Officer • Mobster x Model • Mafia girl x Brother's Bodyguard •IAF captain x Wattpad Author •Single father x Air Hostess

Brotherhood Billionaire #3 Dedication ~ To All The Girls Who Had A Crush And Got Their Hearts Broken. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~●~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She was just an acquaintance for him seven years back. Noting should have changed even now. But now his obsession with her is touching new heights. Veer Pratap Singh Rana next in line to take over his generation old Real estate business. His goal is to make his late father proud. Rude and arrogant. The only thing he has time for is his family and business. But now he has an obsession. Aarna Rao had everything one day and lost everything in the blink of an eye. She fell and she rose even higher. Bubbly and loved by all who meet her. Only one man matters to her. Whom she can't hurt. She thought that her obsession with a certain Man was over years ago. Who broke her heart. What will happen when destiny binds them in a marriage. Her Obsession ended His started. Mature !! ( 18+)

"Why don't you understand, Mr. Agnihothri?" The words were torn from my throat, raw and desperate. "I am not the one who is made for love. Don't try to heal me, Shiv. I'm telling you, you will only break yourself in that process," I screamed, the sound catching and splintering with a deep, shaky breath. ​But the expected anger, the frustrated retreat, never came. Instead, his gaze-intense, impossibly tender-met mine, and a small, maddeningly serene smile touched the corner of his lips. It was a silent challenge, a soft denial that made the fragile control I held on my sanity begin to crumble. ​"Let's stop this here, please," I whispered, the desperate plea barely audible, the fight draining from me. "You deserve someone whole, someone pure, not a shattered, half-broken glass doll like me." The confession was an admission of defeat, and a single, traitorous tear-hot and heavy-escaped the dam of my composure, tracing a path down my cheek. ​Something fractured in his placid facade. The smile vanished, replaced by a sudden, fierce darkness. He shut his eyes, his jaw clenching as he inhaled a deep, steadying breath, a visible battle raging to master a sudden, barely contained fury. Then, in a single, predatory movement, he erased the space between us. ​He captured my shoulders, his grip not cruel, but intensely demanding, and pushed me firmly back against the cool, unforgiving drywall. The sudden pressure was intoxicating, trapping me between the solid surface and his unyielding body. Slowly, deliberately, he leaned in, his intent palpable, until his mouth was almost touching my ear. ​"Saanvi," his voice was a low, resonant rumble, a silken promise laced with a dangerous possessiveness, "Even the breath I take when you are near me is elixir (Amrit) for my soul." His lips brushed my skin as he spoke the last word, the sheer intimacy of the contact sending a wildfire racing through my veins and igniting my heart into an uncontrollable inferno. ​

The story where that person will make you fall with them ✨💗. The story of that boy how he make her fall in love. The story of that person how she will make her realise her self worth✨ The story of that friendship in which every limit will be crossed 🤞🏻. He is the ruler of his own world she is born as Princess but she is the Queen of her family 💓. He is known as cold, rude, grumpy, possessive and workaholic person where she is known as cryptic, angry bird, sensible, protective person. He is helpless in front of his love she don't trust a man. will there be anything between them? will they be able to overcome their past or will get chain in them? will she be able to overcome her trust issue?

This is the story of an Orphan girl who married to Devil... In this story the male lead is Billionaire CEO and his name is Rajveer Singhania and the Female lead is Orphan girl and her name is Ishqi... Rajveer Singhania is an arrogant, rude and cold-hearted person. He is The King of business world and very dangerous person. For his one glance girls run around him but he did not pay attention to them. Here, Ishqi is an orphan girl and she is kindhearted girl. She is friend of Rajveer's sister and both are study in collage. She is most beautiful girl in her collage. She is very strong girl and very well know how to control her emotions as she is very emotional and sensitive person which is known by none. ---------------------------------------------------- Man was holding the hand of girl and taking her in mandap... Girl: Mr. Singhania, where are you taking me? (in confusion) Man: to get married... Girl: what? (in extreme shock) Then girl look at everyone and see that they are also shock as much as she was... then she again looks at the man who is in his anger state... ----------------------------------------------------- Girl: but in all that what is my fault... that you gave this punishment to me... (while crying) Man: what is your fault? What did you think, you will spike my drink and I will not understand... what did you think about me... that I am some random person to trap in your plans... (gritting his teeth) before I do something, just leave from here... When this Devil marry the innocent girl name Ishqi, will she get the love which was never written in her destiny from her birth or she has to face hurdle to get love, as from the starting she has no one for herself... #1 out of 5.38k in caring (22/7) #1 out of 2.2k in businessman (30/7) NOTE: All credit goes to: Moni Singh (original Author of this story)...

She believed love meant forever. He believed emotions were weaknesses. Fate believed... they belonged to each other. When Lavanya Nair, a gentle commerce teacher from Tamil Nadu, finds herself caught in a whirlwind of betrayal, tradition, and family honor, she is forced into a marriage she never wanted - to a man who doesn't believe in love. Dante Russo, an emotionless Italian mafia heir, only agrees to the marriage to protect his family's name after his sister elopes with Lavanya's brother. Cold, calculated, and a stranger to tenderness, Dante sees Lavanya as nothing but a necessary obligation. But what happens when two wounded souls - one burning with hidden fire, the other buried in silence - are bound together by rituals older than time? In a home wrapped in jasmine and sandalwood, under vows spoken in languages neither fully understands, a story unfolds... of pain, of power, and of a slow-burning connection that neither can name. --- A tale of forced vows, shattered trust, family legacies, and the unexpected tenderness born from the ashes of betrayal. This is not a love story. This is how strangers become something more.