He put handcuffs on her in front of the world. She answered with a marriage built on revenge!

Forced into a marriage neither of them wanted, a fierce Greek mafia princess and a ruthless Sicilian underboss must navigate a storm of power, passion, and betrayal-only to discover that their greatest battle might be against their own hearts. *** They hated each other from the moment they met, but little did they know, they were destined to be together. Millicent Rhea Darmos: Princess of the Greek Mafia. At 25 years old, she's established herself as a self proclaimed boss bitch, running her own publishing company. But now it's time she fulfils her duty to her family's organisation. It's time she gets married. Costantino Salvatore Accardi: Underboss and Heir to the Sicilian Mafia. At 28 years old, he has no interest in settling down-he already has it all. He believes in family above all, so why bring in an outsider? Yet, after a strange string of events, the two of them find themselves thrust into married life. It's full of chaos, drama and all kinds of tension. The question is, how do they survive their marriage and the storm that follows? *** "I've never kissed anyone." My voice trembled with a tinge of vulnerability - something I hated. But Costa didn't seem to mind that I was nervous or anxious. "Good. You're mine." He spoke so seriously, without a flicker of doubt as he took my hand in his. "So you want it be special, principessa?" "Every girl's first kiss is special." I whispered, watching as he brought my hand up to his lips. "I only care about yours."

OFFICIAL WATTPAD ENGLISH TRANSLATION Sucker for adventures, Zein and her friends try to find Hell University to satisfy their curiosity... Little did they know that once they enter that place, there is no turning back. *** Tight-bonded and adventurous, Zein Shion and her friends embark on a journey to find the elusive Hell University. Despite the doubts forming in her mind, she joins the search and enters what seems to be an abandoned school. However, things take a turn when they discover that there's no way out of that place. Forced to survive in an environment where anyone can be killed at any point, Zein is pushed to make a choice. Will she choose to uncover the mysteries of Hell University and put the monstrosities to a stop? Or will she play it safe and try to keep her and her friends alive?

───────﹒★﹒ Two brothers. Two cities. Two women who never saw them coming. ★ ★ ★ He ruled in silence. She was the storm he never saw coming. She crashed into his world-sunlight in chaos, lips that never stopped. He watched. He listened. But when she fled, he didn't chase. He commanded. ───────﹒★﹒ He healed with hands that had destroyed. She arrived, broken but burning. He offered her stillness. But beneath the quiet, waited a man who'd do anything to keep her untouched-even if it meant staining his hands again. ★ ★ ★ Love doesn't always arrive clean. Sometimes it's cloaked in blood. Sometimes, it chains you before you even notice. This book isn't about soft touches. It's about men who don't ask permission. And the women who make them unravel anyway.

#Top 1 in India (05-18/04/2025) #Top 3 in India (04/2025) #Top 5 in India (05/2025) #Top 6 in India (21/04/2025) #Top 8 in India (05/2025) ⟡ 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 X 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 ⟡ ─⭑──────────── A man who paints his demons onto canvas, 𝐊𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐫 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 is no stranger to obsession. Silence is his refuge, control in his nature. Marriage was never in his plans-until the echo of a past long buried led him to something he never realized he was seeking. 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐕𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐲𝐚 was never meant to be his. But when fate delivered her to his feet, he didn't hesitate. Now, she stands at the threshold of a life she never asked for, bound to a man who saved her-but refuses to set her free. Some cages are built from protection. Some saviors are anything but holy. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝗧 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀: • Forced marriage • Morally Grey MMC • Age gap • Dark Possessiveness • rom-com ───────────⭑─

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟕 × 𝟐𝟖 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: # 𝟐 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 Four years. Ask Zahir Pratap Ravalyan how many days, how many minutes, how many seconds those years hold. Ask me why, despite having everything -power, name, and the throne -I was never content. I was born to rule. Trained to conquer. Disciplined to reign. But now, all I want is to tear away the veil hiding the stranger who wears my wife's face. Because she looks like her. She breathes like her. Yet she is not my wife. Then tell me- Who is she?

✧༺𝐀𝐧 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤༻✧ Book--1 in 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 (CAN BE READ STANDALONE) "𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗽 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗱. 𝗜 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲." ____________________________________________ "𝗧𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗮 𝗽𝗶𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝘁'𝗹𝗹 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴." "𝗜'𝗺 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗛𝗨𝗦𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗮𝗻." ____________________________________________ I don't want to brag in Description about them, and to know how this "𝗶 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗴𝗲." Sentence turned into "𝗜'𝗺 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗵𝘂𝘀𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗱." To know more about this story dive in.

𝐙𝐚𝐡𝐢𝐫 × 𝐃𝐡𝐫𝐮𝐯𝐢 | 𝟑𝟏 × 𝟐3 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬: #𝟏 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 She saw him more than once. And every time, her heart betrayed her; racing, stumbling, fluttering like a caged butterfly chasing a memory. Her breath shortened, her chest tightened, and still, she said nothing. Because it wasn't her place. Because she was never meant to be seen. Until she was. Until the day she stood before him, not as a stranger in the crowd, but as his bride. The wrong bride. He had seen her before. Once in passing, her eyes barely a flicker in his peripheral vision, dismissed for a prettier pair. The second time, he saw her through a vow sealed in blood and duty. And rage erupted. Exacting. Demanding. She wasn't supposed to wear that dress. She wasn't supposed to carry his name. But now that she does... There's no turning back.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦 𝐦𝐞, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐦𝐞." -------------------------------------------------------------- Hayat Yousuf is a 20-year-old girl who is abducted by one of the biggest Mafia leaders in the underground world and brought to an alienated place for a purpose that she would never comply with. The two young gangsters are appointed to watch over her and to make her give in to their interests, by any means. One of them is suspiciously kind, knows how to hack an entire system and pulls the most threatening stunts with his bike. Another one of them is ridiculously handsome, dangerously ruthless and doesn't even blink while taking the life of someone mercilessly. Yet, she seems to catch feelings for the latter. But the distance between them is so wide, would they ever be together? She feels too much for him, and he doesn't feel at all. Her feelings are way too intense, way too deep while he shows none at all. The more she tried to control herself, the more she falls for him. Explore the story of these three as it unfolds in front of you with each week passing.

#ʙᴏᴏᴋ-1 ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴ ᴅʏɴᴀꜱᴛy ᴀᴀʀɪᴢ ᴋʜᴀɴ x ꜱᴀɪʀᴀ ᴋʜᴀɴ ~ The moment they reached the Khan Mansion, Aariz didn't even bother to hit the brakes properly. He drove the car straight into the garden, the tires ripping through the green, people scattering and screaming in horror as the car hurtled straight toward the wedding aisle like a raging bull. Inside, Qazi Sahib had been waiting patiently for over thirty minutes. Saira hadn't uttered a single word, her lips sealed, her eyes on the door, silently praying for someone who never came... Until now. The sound of the engine roared into the wedding hall, and she saw him-her Aariz. A slow, stunned smile tugged at her lips. Everyone stood up. The wedding came to a halt. Aariz slammed the car door open and walked out with thunder in his steps. His black shirt's top three buttons open, hair disheveled-eyes glowing like hellfire. In his right hand, a gun, straight and deadly, pointed at Rehan. "STOP THIS WEDDING..." he growled, his voice deeper than death itself, "...or I will turn this hall into blood bath" A gasp erupted across the crowd. Without another second wasted, Aariz pressed the trigger. The bullet tore through the air. But at the last second, Ayaaz pushed his arm upward and the shot went flying into the air. People screamed and ducked. Chaos. "Aariz! Control, dammit!" Ayaaz shouted, voice shaking. Aariz's face snapped toward him, madness swimming in his bloodshot eyes. "How do you expect me to CONTROL MYSELF when this ba**ard dares to marry MY WIFE?!" Saira's eyes widened. My wife? But... hadn't he signed the papers?