I wanted him the moment I saw him ««ON MY BED IN BETWEEN MY LEGS INSIDE ME»» _______________ •°•°•° What kind of woman she is? IS SHE EVEN A WOMAN •°•°•° _______________ "DON'T you dare to touch me!!!" "Come on baby I am your WIFE" _______________ She is a walking storm, holds power to destroy this sh!tty world She is QUEEN OPPS! MAFIA QUEEN ››››› He is a Doctor just a Doctor No he's her obsession NOW ‹‹‹‹‹ _______________ • || IMPORTANT || • THIS BOOK CONTAINS MATURE THEMES AND VIOLENCE READER' DISCRETION IS ADVISED

"He doesn't say 'I love you.' But he changed in all the ways that yelled it." •••••••••••••• Vaani Joshi never expected love from her arranged marriage - just respect, maybe some space, and silence she could live with. Dhruv Deshmukh was exactly that: powerful, unreadable, and cold. He didn't ask her what she liked. He didn't ask how her day was. And she never asked for anything. But then he started noticing. Not her words - her silences. Not what she wanted - what she gave up. The man who never looked twice is now the one who watches her the closest. And the girl who never expected anything... is the reason he's learning how to give everything. •••••••••••••••• "Why do you always notice the things I don't say?" He looked at her for a long second. "Because you never ask. And I've never wanted to give anyone more." •••••••••••••••• Tropes: Slow-burn romance | Arranged marriage | Contemporary drama | Indian diaspora | Urban luxury + emotional intimacy | Cold ML x Soft FL | Changing for her 🏅#1 in India 🏅#1 in Indian 🏅#1 in desi 🏅#1 in romance

"How do we know if we are doing things the right way? I wanted to learn everything about intimacy so I can please you in every possible way. I even wondered about how long a man usually lasts. I want to explore everything with you. And if there's something you want me to do, tell me. I don't want this to be just about me asking for what I want. I want it to be about us." "Oh my God, are you carrying me? Please put me down. I don't want you to strain your back because of my weight." *************************************** Aakash never believed in love. He is reserved, introverted and carry a past he never speaks about. He enters marriage not with hope but with obligation. To him, it's just another responsibility he wished to carry out. Meenakshi enters the same marriage carrying a different battle. She is curvy, soft-hearted and full of warmth but weighed down by years of insecurity. She has learned to smile through judgment, to laugh through whispers and to expect less than she deserves. An arranged marriage ties them together. He is a man of silence. She learns to see his care hidden within it. But is silent care enough for a lifetime together? What begins as two strangers under one roof slowly turns into something neither of them expected in the quiet moments, in accidental touches, in shared meals, in silent protection and in unspoken understanding. This is not a loud love story. It is a slow one. When a broken man and an insecure woman choose to stand by each other, the healing turns into perfection and a love slowly becomes obsession. A story of curves, scars, healing and a love that learns to stay.

Other girls; "Give me a red flag, I'll stitch a saree of that red flag and wear it for my wedding. " She; " Give me a red flag, I'll turn him into the greenest flag ever known. " And she did, change him for good. Arrogance, anger issues, I-Me-Myself, Ego, he had it all, but she made him a calm,considerate,humble,empathetic and loving soul, that he himself never believed he could be. But... The plot twist was; He was nearly a decade and a more older than her. Was is possible to barge the distance of not just years but also the societal norms, judgmental eyes and disdainful talks? Dive in to know about, " 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙔𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙣 𝙐𝙨 "

••• "Just because I haven't touched you as a husband should, that doesn't mean I won't," he said, his voice low and menacing. Her knees felt weak, and she didn't dare move from where she stood, his presence overwhelming her completely. She could barely speak, her voice coming out in a soft, stammering whisper. "It-it wasn't anything like that. I swear... I" ~~~ ••• 𝐈𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. To save her father's life, she made one vow: marry the coldest man in the city-and never fall in love. But monsters have hearts too. And his only beat for her. A Dark Forced Marriage Romance.

Have you ever wanted someone with such great passion? Every waking moment, all you can think of is them. To feel their skin under your hands. To own every part of them. That's how Damien and Javier feel about April Watters. They want to possess her. Control her. Own her. She's their fantasies, Their addiction. Their obsession. But what happens what they have to compete with another for her. Are they both willing to do whatever it takes to make it happen? © All Rights Reserved. 2019.

They hated her at first... but they had no idea who she really was. Serena Carter once had a family - loud, messy, beautifully imperfect. It wasn't always easy, but it was hers. Then one accident ripped it all away, leaving her alone and unwanted. Now she's sent to live with the Morettis: four brothers and a father who see her as nothing more than the living reminder of betrayal. The stain on their perfect legacy. Ten months. That's all she needs to survive until she turns eighteen and can walk away. But hate is a dangerous thing. It turns into obsession. Into protectiveness. Into something no one expected. Because Serena has secrets - ones even she doesn't fully understand. And in a world where power is everything, she's about to prove she belongs where everyone swore she didn't. She isn't looking for love. She's fighting for something stronger: a place to finally call home. Ranks: #1 out of 11.6k : familysecrets #1 out of 35.4k : siblings #1 out of 45.8k : lovers #1 out of 46.8k : rich #1 out of 52k : trauma #1 out of 80.2k : crime #1 out of 134k : hate #1 out of 189k : dark #1 out of 238k : depression #2 out of 554k : drama #2 out of 27.1k : brothers #2 out of 123k : wattpad #4 out of 2.53M : Love #5 out of 17.7k : mafiaprincess

𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥: 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐑𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐌𝐚𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐢 𝐃𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.𐙚⋆.˚ 𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 #𝟏 𝒐𝒇 ╰┈➤"𝐃𝖾𝗌𝗍𝗂𐓣𝗒 𝐒𝖾𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗌"ᥫ᭡. (ɴᴇᴡ ᴠᴇʀsɪᴏɴ) India's hottest and most handsome businessman, 𝐌𝐮𝐝𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐫 𝐔𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐤𝐡- the nation's ultimate heartthrob - has been missing for two years. No one knows where he disappeared... and no one knows why. Until one night- he suddenly collapses in front of her car. A girl who doesn't even know his name. A girl who has no idea that the man lying in front of her was once the most powerful businessman in the country, now 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞. Circumstances force her to start living with him. Two strangers... suddenly sharing the same roof. Slowly, his presence begins to change her life in ways she never expected. But fate takes an unexpected turn when she has to marry him to save his life. And just when everything finally begins to feel right... Mudassir becomes stable again. But along with his stability comes a cruel twist. 𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐝... 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐨𝐭...

~"She counts stars like secrets, and he speaks in silences she can't quite understand." Yamira Devayan has always lived in a world a little different from everyone else's - a world full of stars, moonlight, and butterflies. she's autistic, with her childlike wonder and gentle heart, she paints emotions she doesn't always understand. Disowned by her mother and sheltered by her father, the daughter of a powerful politician has learned to live quietly - even if the world refuses to see her beyond her autism. Nobody buys her art. Nobody believes in her dreams. Everyone either pities her or walks away. Except him. Kairav Solanki is everything Yamira isn't - a rising star in the political world, sharp-tongued, charming, and deeply grounded in the chaos of reality. He never cared for art, or stars, or the quiet beauty of things... until her. Their marriage was never supposed to be real - a deal for the cameras, a political strategy dressed as love. But fate has other plans. And in a world full of broken promises and pretend emotions, sometimes, the quietest hearts carry the loudest storms. A story of stars, politics, and a love that was never supposed to exist. Not every love story is written to last. But some are written to be felt.

"Mr. Raichand..." she whispered, her voice trembling. "Aditya..." he murmured, eyes burning into hers. "Say it." He pulls her close in a spin, her hair whips against his jaw, making him smirk as he tightens his hold on her waist. His palm slides slowly from the curve of her back to the side of her thigh as he guides her movements, making her shiver but forcing herself to stay composed. She swallowed, lifting her chin, meeting his gaze. Something shifted. They were no longer husband and wife bound by arrangement, but two souls locked in a storm. "Aditya.." Aaradhya whispered, her voice seductive. Aditya inhaled a sharp breath his hold tightning on her. Their steps grew sharper. Her leg hooked around his thigh in a daring cross, her slit revealing flashes of skin that made his jaw clench. His hand gripped her back, dangerously low, daring her to protest. Every turn, every press, every snap of their heels told a story anger, desire, unspoken hunger. The music built to its peak. Aditya spun Aaradhya one last time, then caught her in a deep, breathtaking dip. Her hair brushed the marble floor, her lips inches from his. The crowd erupted in applause, but they didn't hear it. Aditya pulled her upright, holding her tight, chest to chest. His lips hovered by her ear. "Mrs. Aditya Raichand," he whispered. "An arranged marriage. Two broken souls. One uncertain future." 👨‍⚖️Aditya Raichand - Once the heart of every room, a boy full of life, laughter, and love. Now? Cold. Distant. Ruthless. A man who buries kindness beneath layers of silence. He trusts no one-not even himself. 👩‍⚕️Aaradhya Malhotra - Once a lively, fearless dreamer who spoke her heart out. Now? Quiet. Guarded. Broken. Her smiles are rare, her past a wound she never talks about. Forced into an arranged marriage by their families, their worlds collide.🤵‍👰‍ They don't believe in love. They don't believe in healing. And they definitely don't believe in each other.