Aadhya Agarwal, 24, a young fashion designer with dreams dipped in red, lives like the warm glow of a diya on a quiet night. She's soft in the way she speaks, fierce in the way she loves, and carries that sunshine energy that makes people feel lighter just by standing near her. She believes in soulmate-level love, in rituals, in anklets that jingle when she walks toward a future she's always imagined for herself. Abhinav Malhotra, 30, a CEO carved out of discipline and silence, moves through life like a man who's forgotten what warmth feels like. His world is made of glass offices, cold coffee, and unspoken fears. Stoic eyes, quiet voice, careful steps - the sort of man who keeps his heart locked behind his ribs because he's convinced it doesn't deserve a home. She wants a real marriage. He gives her a contract instead. No reasons. No explanations. Just rules. But every rule shakes when her warmth collides with his silence, when her middle-class softness enters his billionaire world, when her brightness starts cracking the walls he's spent years building. Two strangers. One contract. A house full of tension. A heart full of secrets. A marriage that was never meant to feel this real. Tropes: ✨ arranged marriage ✨ contract marriage ✨ grumpy × sunshine ✨ rich × middle class ✨ fall-first-but-deny-it ✨ slow-burn tension ✨ emotional healing arc

My throat tightened. My cock throbbed against my zipper.She knew exactly what she was doing.And fuck me, I was letting her. "Keep looking at me like that." she whispered."And I might actually be merciful." I raised a brow. "Mercy, huh?" She smirked. "You'll beg for it."Then her hands were on my belt,tugging it open like it offended her. "Taking control, kitten?" I asked, voice rough."Just showing you what a bad girl can do." She pulled my zipper down and freed me, her warm breath hitting the tip, making every muscle in my body lock up. I hissed through my teeth, one hand fisting into the couch cushion beneath me, the other still tangled in her hair. Then she took me in her mouth...and fuck, I forgot how to breathe.Her tongue worked like she was born to ruin me.Slow. Messy. Purposeful. She looked up at me through her lashes, daring me to move. Daring me to break. "Shit, baby." I groaned, head dropping back against the cushion.But she didn't stop. Her hand wrapped around what her mouth couldn't reach, stroking in rhythm, her mouth so warm and tight I could barely hold on. Every sound she made, every soft moan, every lick, it drove me closer to the edge. I gripped her hair tighter, forcing myself not to thrust into that pretty mouth. Her mouth was fucking heaven. Warm. Wet. Perfect.Each stroke, each flick of her tongue had me on the edge of losing it. I was close, too close. And she knew it. --------- She was never meant to love him. But now she can't live without him. Amore Ricci used to clean his floors and avoid his gaze. Now she wears his ring and carries his name. But being Dante's wife isn't a fairytale.It's obsession, scars, and danger. He protects her like she's everything. But loving him comes with a price. Enemies are circling. Ghosts from the past are rising. And Amore is no longer the girl who flinched at gunfire-she's colder, stronger, and madly in love with a man who could break her with a single lie.

She was hired to clean his home, not unravel his heart.Dante lives in a world of violence, power, and control. Amore doesn't belong there-but neither does her softness.Still, something about her quiet defiance draws him in.Secrets fester, danger looms, and love becomes the riskiest game. As enemies close in, desire turns dead. •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

#3 Top 10 in India on (30/5/26) #4 Top 10 in India on (01/6/26) The year is 1980. Sudha Gupta - a simple village girl with hundreds of dreams in her eyes - imagines a future full of hope, freedom, and happiness. But destiny had already written something very different for her. She is married to Dhruv Pratap Singh, a man she barely knows. An arranged marriage that suddenly changes the course of her life forever. Two strangers. Two different worlds. Bound together by tradition. Their journey is a rollercoaster of emotions - fear, silence, understanding, trust, and maybe love? Will they learn to accept each other? Will Sudha find the life she dreams of? Or will fate test them in ways they never expected? ✨ Let's step into their world and witness the beginning of Sudha and Dhruv's unforgettable journey. ✨

"The Stripper and the Mob Boss" ❦ A sickness of Anastasia's sister leads her towards a huge debt. When her friend comes to her with a solution that would make her go from rags to riches, Anastasia immediately accepts even if that meant stripping. Everything was running smoothly until she was met with the scary notorious mafia leader, Valentino Romano. Valentino was a man with no emotion, but when he was met with Anastasia, he knew that he wanted the blonde gorgeous stripper---at no matter what costs. ❦ "You're not allowed to touch me. It's against Mr. Romano's rules," she said, her back towards him. Her long legs were on full display with her high black heels only making them appear longer. "You must be new. What's your name?" He chuckled out, licking his lips. Valentino grabbed her hips, turning her towards him as his eyes settled on her breasts. Slowly, his eyes trailed up to meet her eyes. "Anastasia. Who are you?" she asked, fear clear in her eyes as she stared. He smirked. "Mr. Romano. Now, open your legs."

❝Book 2 in the 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒 series "You're so wet," he groans, grinding his hips up in tight circles that hit something devastating inside me. "Dripping all over me, baby. 𝘊𝘢𝘻𝘻𝘰─you're making a mess." His pace quickens, and I match it instinctively, hips rolling, back arching. Each thrust punches a breath from my lungs. "Luciano," I whisper, rocking frenetically my hips to meet his rhythm. "We need to be quick. They're gonna come out─any second─" His dark eyes flash up at me, pupils blown wide with lust and his grip tightens under my ass, lifting me slightly so he can thrust deeper, faster. "Then be quiet. Or don't. Let them hear how their good little Paris lets me fuck her like a whore during a family gathering."❞ *** After three years apart, 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬 is finally returning to the life and love she left behind. College in New York was challenging, especially with the strain of a long-distance relationship and her father's disapproval of her love for 𝐋𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐑𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐨, his best friend. But now, she's back, and her relationship with Luciano is stronger than ever. Their love? Unstoppable. Their passion? Absolutely scorching. Sex? Downright sinful and addictive. BDSM has become their playground, a love language Paris is quickly learning to speak fluently. But just when she thinks nothing can tear them apart, the past comes knocking. A ghost resurfaces, threatening to destroy everything they've built. As old wounds are reopened and tensions rise, their relationship is put to the ultimate test. Faced with unexpected challenges, Paris begins to question everything and wonder if their love can withstand the storm. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓: December 16-24 𝐄𝐍𝐃: July 12-25 ©𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒𝐄𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬

"The first rule of living together is that there is to be no more sex between us." Matt slapped a paper against the bare white wall, securing it with a piece of tape. "See it, memorize it, practice it." From my seat on one of the many cardboard boxes scattered around the apartment, I protested. "But what if-" "No," he said firmly. "No more sleeping together. I don't care how badly either one of us wants it. If this is going to work, then we need to get over the temptation, and we can't very well do that if you're crawling into my bed every night. Understood?" Sex. Living together but not technically dating. What could possibly go wrong when best friends Addison Miller and Matt Jones decide to room together even though they are both secretly hot for one another? Add in the temptation of Matt's cheating ex-girlfriend, Vanessa Adams, trying to win him back, and it's a recipe for disaster.

She falls for her twin brother's best friend, but their forbidden romance is only the beginning. *** Vanessa Adams knows falling for her twin brother's best friend is a terrible idea. Matt Jones is brooding, irresistible, and exactly the kind of mistake she should avoid. But stolen kisses soon become stolen moments, and before long, keeping their relationship a secret is harder than denying the chemistry between them. Just when Vanessa thinks getting caught is the biggest risk, her brother's growing attachment to Matt and long-buried secrets turn everything upside down. Some loves are forbidden. Some secrets are impossible to outrun.

MOMMA BY CHOICE Vihan Raichand has everything-power, wealth, and influence. But beneath his ruthless billionaire exterior lies a shattered man, a devoted father to his 8-month-old son, Veer. Betrayed by love, Vihan has closed his heart to the world, focusing only on protecting his precious child. Meera-a kind-hearted caretaker with a past of her own. Orphaned young, she has spent her life nurturing others, never expecting to find love or a family of her own. But fate has other plans when she becomes the nanny for little Veer, who instantly claims her as his own. What starts as a professional arrangement soon turns into something deeper, as Vihan finds himself drawn to Meera's warmth, her innocence, and the undeniable bond she shares with his son. But will the scars of his past allow him to open his heart again? And can Meera find a home in the very place she least expected? PUBLISHED BY : VINNIE NAVMAN

22 years old ADHIRA VATS, who's vague & intricate, too naive to deal with the cruel world. Getting married was never in her list, atleast not before getting settled & providing her father a luxurious life. She has been her papa's Gudiya since always. Shorthand for doted upon, a bit indulged, a girl child loved deeply, if imperfectly, by her father. He's been her mentor always. The dream she has weaved all these years of a ecstatic & contented family unlike her parents will be acquired? What will happen when she'll be tied in a sacred bond called as marriage? Will her innocence be taken for granted or will she ever be able to come over her insecurities? VIKRAM VASHISHTH , a 27 years old man, who's apathetic, reserved & formal yet authentic and courageous. He is a man of his words who has been burning candles at both the ends for his loved ones, for his family. Easily the most dependable human, who has always been the backbone of his family. What will happen when he'll get married? Will he ever be the one at receiving end? Will he ever get a person to rely on? To understand him & break his walls to see his broken self? Or will he keep his caged emotions confined? One doesn't believe in the idea of love & the other one is unfamiliar with the feeling of love but has a ray of hope. Will their world will turn upside-down or will they'll find their happily ever after? The two straight lines will ever bend & join together? They're destined to found each other but will they find solace in each other? Join their journey of compatibility, trust, care, respect with the enormous amount of desi tadka. 'I don't own the cover or any other pictures used, the credit goes to the rightful owner respectfully.'