The room was silent-too silent. The kind that made even the ticking clock sound like a scream. Every pair of eyes was fixed on the woman standing at the head of the table. Roohani Singhania. And the reason three grown men were visibly sweating despite the perfectly functioning air conditioning. Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she walked toward the trembling senior executive. The contract in her hand flapped like a death warrant. "You really thought I wouldn't notice this?" Her tone was calm-too calm. The kind of calm that made even the bravest want to run. "Ms. Singhania, I-" The papers landed on the table with a snap. "Get. Out." He didn't wait to be told twice. He bolted, leaving behind his dignity and a very awkward silence. For a moment, the Ice Queen simply stood there, her sharp gaze scanning the table full of terrified subordinates. Then- Clink. A cup of coffee slid to a stop beside her hand. "Extra strong. No sugar. Just how you like it." Her eyes flickered upward, meeting the calm brown ones of Mahir Sehgal-her personal assistant, the only man in the building who seemed immune to her frostbite. "You were five minutes late," she said coolly, though her fingers curled around the cup. "Traffic," he said with a grin that didn't quite hide the teasing in his eyes. "Or maybe I was just waiting for your dramatic exit moment. You know, timing." Her lips twitched-almost a smile.. "Meeting's over," Mahir said, gathering her things with practiced ease.Roohani rolled her eyes and turned, her heels clicking with authority. Mahir followed behind, matching her stride. She was the coldest woman in the business world. He was the only one who could make her laugh... and maybe, one day, melt. But no one-not even the Ice Queen herself-knew that the man who made her coffee also had ice in his veins when he needed to. And this time, she wasn't the only one capable of taming.

Her groom ran away on the wedding day. As per an ancient ritual, any abandoned bride must spend years in an ashram - cut off from the world. To escape that fate, her family gave her one option: Choose a groom right now. She rose from the mandap, looked up... and chose him immediately- the runaway groom's older brother. A cold, heartless mafia shooter. Mafia shooter × Doctor He is icy × She is Fire He's a taker of lives × She's a healer of souls RUDRAKSH SIGH RAJAWAT ARATRIKA OBEROI

"She tried to reach out the fallen star, the one still yearning for a ground called love." Born in a conservative family of UP, famous not for respect but for dangerous things, where women were nothing more than showpieces to be controlled and ordered. Shreevi Mishra never fit in. The more restrictions they put on her, the more she burned to break them. In a house where even listening to songs was a sin, she dared to dream of two impossible things, One, to become an actress. Two, to marry him. But him who? Yuvaan Shergill. Superstar. The calmest, sweetest, humblest man, at least, that's what the world believes. Or maybe that's just what he wants them to see. Afterall is is an actor. Because behind the fame and lights is a man scarred by bitter experiences, a man who has learned to see the world through one lens, money. With a typical mindset, he believes girls only want one thing from him, his wealth. And so, he has vowed to keep them far away. But when God said action, even he was unknown to his part of script. For the most money-minded girl he would ever meet was also the one who refused to leave his side. Shreevi Mishra, his craziest stalker, the girl with brown-crimson eyes who followed him everywhere. All Yuvaan wanted was to get rid of her. All she wanted was to make him fall for her...by hook or by crook.

"I can't marry you, Sir. This is not the way I want to be tied down into married life." She whispers, her voice trembling under the weight of her own breaking world. Her eyes are swollen with tears, her soul frayed at the edges. "But I don't think you have any other option left rather than accepting the contract. So, just agree with my decision or believe me, you won't like the consequences." He replies coldly, every word cutting deeper than the last. There is no remorse in his voice. No softness in his eyes. Just control. Just a warning. . . . He is not just her professor. He is a feared business mogul as well, known for his ruthless decisions and lack of mercy. She is a single mother, desperately trying to protect her son and survive the past she thought she had buried long ago. But when he uncovers her deepest, most dangerous secret, one that could destroy her life in a heartbeat: he doesn't give her the chance to explain. He gives her a choice: marry him under the terms of a cold, emotionless contract... or watch her world collapse. Bound by fear. Tied by power. A marriage that was never meant to be anything more than a deal. But what happens when a lifeless contract begins to stir emotions neither of them asked for? When buried scars surface... And when the lines between right and wrong blur inside the walls of a forced relationship? This is not a story of love at first sight. This is a story of control, consequences, and finding strength in the very place she was meant to break.

"If you wanted to cage me, why marry me!? You could've just tied me in your basement!" I yell, but he yank me against him, his grip bruising my waist. "Mia Regina, I could've chained you there and fucked you every night, but I wanted to own you first. Even if it meant killing your parents," he growls before crashing his lips to mine in rage. Still mourning her parents brutal murder, she was dragged to the altar-draped in a red lehenga. Her groom? Their killer of her parents. What began as a marriage built on vengeance turned into a war of shattered hearts. They promised to ruin each other, and they kept that vow. But even in the ashes of betrayal and hatred, something dangerous began to bloom. Love. A love that would either save them or consume them whole. Tropes: Forced marriage Forced proximity Mafia romance He fell first, she fell harder Obsession Desi doctor X Videshi mafia Angst

"Love" was a beautiful word and an enchanting experience for her, but for him, it represented the worst memories of his past. He had sworn to himself that he would never love anyone again, convinced that love only brought pain. His past experiences had shattered his belief in love, leaving him emotionally guarded. Yet, she was determined to change that. With every smile, every shared moment, she gave him countless reasons to believe in love and the possibility of happiness, even if it meant finding joy without her. As she stood by him, she gently chipped away at his defenses, showing him that love could be a source of strength rather than sorrow. Little by little, he began to see glimpses of what love could truly be-a partnership filled with trust, laughter, and shared dreams.Deep down, she began to rekindle his faith in love, but the fear of being hurt again held him back. He found himself torn between his growing feelings and the promise he made to protect his heart. Would he dare to embrace love again, or would his past continue to hold him captive? Her gaze softened as she spoke, "Sometimes I just wish you could see love like I do. It's not only about happiness; it's about healing." He sighed, a shadow crossing his face. "Healing? For me, love was more like a battlefield. I've lost too much to even think about stepping back in." She leaned closer, her voice gentle yet firm. "But what if love could be different this time? What if it could help mend those broken pieces?" He looked away, the weight of memories pressing down on him. "I want to believe that, but every time I try, the scars pull me back to the pain." With a hint of vulnerability, she said, "Let me love you for once, even if you can't love me." ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦

╰┈➤ 𝒜 𝐹𝒶𝒾𝓇𝓎𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑒 ❀𝒻 𝐻𝑒𝓇 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓁𝑒𝓇 𝒜𝓃𝒹 𝐻𝒾𝓈 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 In a world where love often hides in the shadows, two souls find solace in each other's embrace. Their connection is undeniable, but the circumstances surrounding them are anything but simple. With a secret marriage that binds them together, they navigate the challenges of their hidden relationship, battling societal expectations and personal demons. Will their love be strong enough to withstand the trials they face, or will the weight of their secrets tear them apart? Join them on a journey of passion, heartache, and the search for true belonging in a story where love knows no boundaries. (⁠๑⁠♡⁠⌓⁠♡⁠๑⁠) Tropes:- Sunshine x Grumpy Calm x Anger Secret marriage Age gap Princess Treatment Slow Burn Over Protective & Obsessed ML He fell first,she fell Harder By Author Rizz

#Book 1 of rathore's brother series The Rathore brothers rule the underworld with ruthless precision, commanding respect through fear and dominance. Their power is absolute, but their hearts remain locked in cold, impenetrable darkness. Bound by loyalty and blood, each brother brings a unique strength to their reign, making them an unstoppable force feared by them ------------------ She craved love, believing marriage would bring her the warmth she longed for, but her dreams shattered on her wedding night when reality proved colder than she could ever imagine. Who defends the queen when the king, her protector, becomes her persecutor? "Tumhare liye mere paas sirf nafrat, takleef, aur dard hai-aur.. kuch b nahi For him, she is his obsession; for her, he would paint the world in blood, ensuring no one ever dares to come between them. "My love for you will outlast time itself, an endless flame that burns beyond eternity." She never forgives, and he never forgets. When betrayal strikes, they turn into a storm of vengeance. "I will carry this hatred with me, even as my breath fades into the shadows" -------------------- The wives, once innocent, now face their beast-like husbands with quiet strength. Through patience and resilience, they learn to endure and tame the darkness, becoming stronger with each silent battle. The world may see them as fragile, but only they know the true battle fought behind closed doors-the battle between love and survival, between innocence and the beast. The truth of their hearts remains a mystery, hidden behind cold stares and unspoken words. ⚠️"This book is not for the soft-hearted. If you're looking for a gentle read, turn away now. For those brave enough to stay, welcome to a world of passion, pain, and untamed emotions. Proceed at your own risk." -------------------- "While many loves entwine in this story, the heart of it belongs to Meera and Yudhveer."

#Book 2 of Rathore's brother series ISHANI VIKRAM RAJPUT The wife of Vikram Rajput, Ishani is an innocent and kind-hearted young woman who hails from a humble middle-class family. Deprived of love and affection from her parents, she naively believed that marriage would bring her the warmth and care she always longed for. However, her dreams were shattered when she found herself in a toxic and abusive marriage. "Maa, please, I want to come home," she pleaded desperately. Her mother replied coldly, "Even if you die, don't come to our house-you are nothing but a burden to us." DEVANSH SINGH RATHORE Brother-in-law of Ishani and a single hot DAD,cold man and soft hearted only for his daughter(love) "A successful businessman and secretive mafia head, he exudes a calm aura that sends shivers down everyone's spine. After mysteriously leaving India five years ago, he returns with no explanation, a man full of secrets. He speaks only when necessary; his eyes do the rest, sending a chilling message with just one glance." Chlta firta BOMB both from looks and Nature ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "Dedicated to all the girls who yearn for love, both soft and dangerous." ⚠️WARNING: This book contains mature content. there is a mention of abuse,suicide,rape,depression and murder(not by male lead) read only if you comfortable...