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𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

❝𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐲𝐩𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭, 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞.❞ ⋆˚࿔ 𝐄𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥 𝐱 𝐀𝐲𝐝𝐢𝐧 ⋆˚࿔ ᥫ᭡𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐑𝐮𝐢𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 ᥫ᭡ Some marriages are built on love. Ours was built on a bargain. Two strangers. One marriage. Two lives bound by a promise neither of us made for love. We shared a home, a bed, a surname, yet remained strangers beneath the same roof. His silence became my loneliness, while the dreams I carried into marriage slowly faded into something I could no longer recognize. But every bargain has a purpose. Every promise has a price. And every marriage has secrets hidden behind closed doors. Some things are never meant to be questioned. Some truths are better left buried. Because when two lives are bound by a bargain, there is always something at stake. And in our case-𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴. ────୨ৎ──── Dive in to read more. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫 𝟏𝟖+

Ayden Shah (28) A powerful, ruthless billionaire who commands every room he walks into. He is quiet, cold, and handles his business empire with pure calculation. But behind his unreadable mask lies a dangerous, protective obsession with his new wife. He is deeply in love with Mirha but hides his yearning, terrified that his intense possessiveness will scare her away. To him, she is his entire world, and he will destroy anyone-even his own family-to keep her safe. Mirha Baloch (22) Ethereal, soft-spoken, and deeply spiritual. She carries herself with a quiet, natural dignity and strong boundaries. Forced into a marriage with a man who seems to resent her presence, she feels like an unwanted burden in his massive estate. She remembers Mirha as the protective older boy from her childhood, but now he is a fierce stranger who completely overwhelms her. She tries her best to stay out of his way, completely blind to the fact that she holds his entire heart in her hands.

She had spent years learning how to live without needing anyone. In a city far from home, she had built herself a small, quiet life filled with train rides, typewritten pages, evening tea, and the freedom of making her own decisions. It wasn't a particularly extraordinary life. But it was hers. Then came a letter from Lucknow. A train ticket already booked. And somewhere between the words and the folded biodata was a marriage proposal she wasn't ready for. She returns home expecting a few uncomfortable conversations.... Instead, she finds herself standing before a man she barely knows, agreeing to a life neither of them knows how to begin! He doesn't demand affection.. He doesn't ask questions she isn't ready to answer... He doesn't know how to say what he feels. Neither does she..so they learn each other in quieter ways. And slowly, something begins to grow between two people who were never taught how to name it.

Haya had plans. Plans to study, to dream a little longer, and maybe... to fall in love with the man she was engaged to. But sometimes, life changes before you have the chance to understand why. When her engagement is unexpectedly called off, the whispers begin. Relatives have questions, neighbours have opinions, and her family has only one concern-their honour. Within days, Haya is married to her older cousin. Zaid. A man she has feared since childhood. Quiet. Disciplined. Uncompromising. The kind of man who believes every problem has a right way to be solved. And Haya has never been that kind of person. Forced into a marriage neither of them asked for, they begin a life together carrying nothing but misunderstandings, resentment, and expectations. To Zaid, Haya is immature, stubborn, and unwilling to accept her responsibilities. To Haya, Zaid is another prison she never chose. But the longer they live under the same roof, the harder it becomes to hold on to first impressions. Because people are rarely who they seem. And perhaps the greatest mistake isn't judging someone... It's never asking for their side of the story. His Wife is a slow-burn arranged marriage romance about misunderstood people, unspoken grief, family expectations, and discovering that sometimes the person standing on the other side of your anger is carrying wounds you never noticed.

He vowed to ruin the woman who destroyed his family. She never committed the crime. In Shahgarh, where honor is everything, one hidden truth is enough to change every destiny. Some stories begin with love. Theirs began with revenge. She became his punishment. He became her prison. But fate had written a different ending.

EMAAN ZAIN AHMED 💖💖💖 SHERAAN DURRANI

"He wrapped his heart in ice to rule a legacy. She hid her love in silence to survive his gaze." ​ ​Saad Sikander was never allowed the luxury of being soft. As the sole, formidable heir to the powerful Sikander clan, he built a cold, ice-made wall around his soul to carry the weight of his family's dominant legacy. He acts with absolute authority, hiding his protective warmth and sharp wit behind a shield of cold indifference-especially from one girl who has the power to undo him. ​Noor is a vibrant, bubbly soul to the rest of the world, but the moment she steps into Saad's imposing presence, she shrinks into a shy, breathless silence. She is fully aware of the deep, aching love she holds for her cousin, but she purposely locks it away. She pretends she doesn't care, terrified that revealing her true feelings might upset the proud, guarded heir. Bound by the unyielding threads of a childhood promise made by their Dadajaan, these two emotionally avoidant cousins are suddenly thrust into a sacred Nikah. Trapped under the same roof, they find themselves caught in a beautiful yet exhausting tug-of-war-where his domineering, protective aura collides daily with her quiet, agonizing shyness. ​Will Noor be able to melt the ice-made walls of the Sikander heir and fill Saad's heart fully with love... or will she break apart trying? Dive into a tale where silence speaks louder than words, and running away only brings you closer.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 18+ 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 ꜱᴀʜᴇʟ ᡣ𐭩 ʜᴀꜰꜱᴀ Note: Shikanj is a dark romcom. If you are not comfortable with this theme, please do not read it, for your own sake as well as the writer's. And if you do choose to read it, kindly refrain from leaving disrespectful or hateful comments about the characters. They are my babies. Tracing her bangles up, he let the silence speak for itself for a while and then muttered, "Aapko choodiyan pasand hai?" He asked, pulling her body closer by her wrist, and now she stood almost between his legs. She was blushing, looking nervous and uneasy but he paid it no mind. "Ji, pasand hai." He hummed, nodding. "Agar mujhse ye toot gayi toh aapko acha nahi lagega na?" He murmured, lifting his other hand, puffing out another air of smoke.