A ruthless, feared King known for being merciless, blood thirsty and untouchable rules his Kingdom with an iron fist. He's older, powerful and heartless everyone fears him. One day he takes into his Palace a very young, innocent girl from a poor village, a offering from another kingdom.She's naive, pure and completely unprepared for the cruel world of the palace. He intends to use her as a pawn, a servant or even just to amuse himself, but slowly her innocence begins to chip away at his coldness.The Kingdom watches in shock as the girl who was supposed to be nothing becomes the only one who can face the monster of a king.

"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

˙˚ʚ₍ 𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆𝘂×𝗔𝘃𝗻𝗶 ₎ɞ˚ #Top6 in india~1/5/26. He tried every single way to make her agree to marry him but her being scared of him refused everytime so in the end- "𝐇𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐩." Just to make her his before someone else take her away from him. ✦𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥. ✦𝐒𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞. ✦𝐇𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫. 𝐋𝐄𝐓'𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓~~~ ✨Tropes✨ #agegap #forcedmarriage #hefellfirstandharder #obsessiveml #jealousfml #possesiveml #touchheranddie #grumpy×sunshine #Professor×Student #Husband×wife

He was born for war. She was built to heal. But when his mouth finds comfort in her breast, the line between hunger and need begins to blur. A mafia king, bleeding and broken. A doctor with a body that won't stop giving. Love was never supposed to feel like this-desperate, raw, and addictive.

Presenting the story of: ABHIMANYU PRATAP SINGH RATHORE , a king known for his anger, and doctor SHIVANTIKA SINGHANIA, an innocent girl whose horoscope got her married to the King of Jaipur, Rajasthan. will they make their relationship work out?

•𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝. •𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫. •𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐱𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬'𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭. •𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐝 ,𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐜 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐇𝐞𝐫. 𝑨 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒊𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒄𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝑴𝒂𝒊𝒅 {𝐉𝐄𝐎𝐍 𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐊𝐎𝐎𝐊 ♥︎ 𝐌𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐍}

#𝟏 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝖂𝖍𝖞 𝖉𝖔𝖊𝖘 𝖎𝖙 𝖍𝖚𝖗𝖙 𝖘𝖔 𝖒𝖚𝖈𝖍? 𝕭𝖊𝖈𝖆𝖚𝖘𝖊 𝖜𝖊 𝖜𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗 𝖒𝖊𝖆𝖓𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖘𝖔𝖋𝖙𝖑𝖞. He's a man whose name alone commands fear - a ruthless empire built on power, blood, and silence. The world bows to his will. But the moment he lays eyes on her - a girl with sunshine in her smile and storms in her eyes - something inside him shifts. She looks fragile, too soft for his brutal world. But beneath that bright, carefree façade lies a soul scarred by years of pain - a girl deprived of love, yet armed with secrets that could bring empires to their knees. When their paths collide, obsession ignites. He wants her - entirely, irrevocably. But she's not the type to be conquered. What happens when a heart that's never known warmth meets a heart that's forgotten how to feel? Will he break her... or will she unmake the king the world fears? --------------------------------------------------------------- 𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 • 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐲 × 𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐞 • 𝐀𝐠𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐩 • 𝐂𝐄𝐎 (𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝) × 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 • 𝐑𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 • 𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐁𝐮𝐫𝐧 • 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 • 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭

Shy, soft-spoken, and carrying more insecurities than dreams, Ishika Arora has learned to survive in a world that never made space for her. Loved by no one, tolerated by everyone... she has stopped believing she's worthy of anything more. Cold, intimidating, and feared in the boardroom, Abhimanyu Singh lives by one rule: never let emotions win. Love is a weakness he swore he would never allow. But destiny brings together two opposite worlds- her warmth and his ice, her silence and his storm, her broken pieces and his guarded heart. When their paths collide, will their differences tear them apart... Or slowly teach them what love truly feels like? A journey of healing, honesty, and unexpected tenderness. Welcome to Abhimanyu and Ishika's world.

Vedika x Abhimanyu She was mute, deaf, and handicapped-an orphan from a small village after her grandfather's death. But she was a strong-willed girl, never allowing anyone to put her down. When a man mocked her for being mute, she struck him with a vase. Just four days after her grandfather's death, she was married off to a man who saw her only as a responsibility. On their wedding night, he left her-and didn't return for six months. During that time, she lived in his house, treated as nothing more than a maid, working tirelessly. Why did he leave her on their first night? And what made him come back after six long months? And most of all-was Vedika really mute?