---- She was never supposed to enter his world - but now, he'd kill to keep her in it. Rajveer Singh Malhotra is a force to be reckoned with-cold, calculating, and feared by all who cross his path. By day, he's a ruthless CEO. By night, he commands the shadows of the criminal underworld. But when Ishita Sharma, his best friend's sister, enters his orbit, he finds himself confronted with a force even he can't control. She's haunted. Guarded. A mystery wrapped in pain. And Rajveer, a man who's seen it all, is unable to look away. Ishita carries scars that no one sees-a home built on abuse, a heart shattered by trauma, and walls high enough to keep everyone out. Yet Rajveer sees through the armor. He sees the strength in her silence, the fire in her quiet resilience. What begins as a protector's instinct quickly morphs into an obsession. What starts in silence grows into a dangerous, tender connection. As their worlds collide, secrets surface, loyalties are tested, and hearts hang in the balance. Loving someone like Rajveer isn't easy-it's a battle. But maybe... just maybe, he's exactly what she needs to heal. And maybe, she's the one thing that can make him feel. --- Started on: Sun, 4 may 2025

"𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐞... 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭." 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐮𝐤𝐡, 𝐚 𝐥𝐚𝐰 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧, 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐜é'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 was 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠. 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐯 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞, 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫, 𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞. 𝐀𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐥, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐈𝐧 𝐚 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞... 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞? 𝐎𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭

Rudransh singh rajput, a man of disciples and rules. A man who doesn't even think twice before killing someone who dared to defy him. A man who was once kind and playful son but now a cold and ruthless king of Rajasthan. Shivanya malhotra, an innocent and naive girl who is the sunshine of others lives but hers? A dark and traumatic past left many scars that are hard to forgive let alone forgive. But still her kindness and smile are never gone. She still believes that one day her life would change and she would be happy. Her life changed but... will she be happy or does she still have to face more challenges in her life? An arranged marriage which binds only two families but not the two souls. A girl who is forced to act happy in front of all. The people who is supposed to love and protect her were the ones who destroyed her. But her last hope crushed when her husband, whom she thought will be different crushed her hopes under his shoe. Sure.. This is an arranged marriage story for the ones who loves to see the red flag turns into a green forest like me... But it isn't over guys... It is not the simple arranged marriage but hella complicated story with many twists and turns so be ready to stop the story in middle of a chapter just to process everything and bang your head on the wall when you are not able to process. Trust me guys you will love it because it's a story not from a writer but from a reader who knows what your heart craves to read. Be ready to join in the roller coaster ride of ansh and ansh ki jaan.. Tropes: Grumpy X sunshine Age gap Arranged marriage Possessive and obsessed male lead She fell first but he fell harder King and mafia story This story contains mature content like violence, sexual assault, physical and mental abuse. So kindly skip if you are not comfortable. Guys I am not able to write whole description here so I request you all to read the first part i.e, description and then decide whether you want to read or not.

My eyes closed on their own accord, my hands falling down to myself, my legs shaking as I fell down but he was quick to hold me in his arms. I didn't want to think what could have happened if he had actually shot my brother. I didn't doubt he would have if I hadn't interfered. His hand came to my face lightly caressing it as I cried out, "Please, don't." "Aap shadi karegi mujhse wo bhi aaj aur abhi issi mandap par." He was saying it like he was asking me for a pencil. Marriage is not a joke. I shook my head frantically but he had more to say obviously, "Haan kariye Aira yaa aap chahti hai ki hum aapke ma papa ke khun se maang bhare aapki?" My small fists hit his chest but obviously that didn't effect him much, "You are a psychopath, leave us alone." I screamed, cried, thrashed but it was no help. "Shadi kriye mjhse Aira, I will spare everyone else." He worded it out holding my hands. I was exhausted, I had little energy left and I was going to use it to survive and make sure my family lives. "Mai shadi krungi aapse." I whispered, losing a piece of myself already. Taking a deep breath, I looked straight in his eyes. "Mai iss shadi ke lie tayar hoon. Mere ma papa aur Armaan ko akela chor dijie." Something passed his eyes but he was quick to mask his face again before I could decipher anything as he replied. "Ek baar shadi ho jae tumhe bhi chor doonga. Don't worry about that."

𝐀 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃'𝐒 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑. Book 1 in "Dark Fate" series. "They say you can't choose who you fall in love with, and he couldn't agree more. His sister's best friend had captured his heart, and he was consumed by his obsession for her and now, he knows he would never be able to let her go because she belongs with him." • ✧ • There's a kind of love that feels like sunlight - warm, gentle, safe. And then... there's his. It's not cruel. It's not loud. It's something far more dangerous - quiet, calculated, all-consuming. He was my best friend's brother. The man I was never supposed to notice. He watched from the shadows, memorizing me without ever needing a single word. I never really knew his name... but he knew everything about me. My fears. My patterns. My dreams. Even the parts I hadn't yet discovered myself. He's always been there, just a step behind-waiting, watching, wanting. And now, he's no longer waiting. He calls it love. I don't know what to call it, only that it pulls me in like gravity - unavoidable, inescapable. There's safety in his arms, yet danger in his silence. Gentleness in his touch, yet fire in his gaze. And somewhere in the tension between fear and longing, I find myself unraveling. Because the scariest part of being wanted like this... Is realizing you might want them back.