Is cheating always meant to be physical? What if he emotionally betrays you? But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman... slowly forgets that you even exist? (Short story)

She's a doctor. He's a Minister. The world calls him powerful. Ruthless. Untouchable. But eight years ago... he was just a boy who kissed her. One night. One secret. One goodbye. Now destiny drags them back together. What happens when love, power, and obsession collide? Will she choose pride... or surrender to the man who never forgot her?

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞! R A J V E E R A G N I H O T R I Rajveer is a 29-year-old leading billionaire of Asia. He is gentle hearted yet a cold man who thinks that he doesn't deserved to be loved due to his dark past. But one fateful day he marries her and everything changes. A N V I S A X E N A Anvi is a 25-year-old widow who is blessed with a one-year-old daughter. Her husband died as a martyr while serving for the nation. She has no plans for the future but to live for her daughter, in the memories of her late husband. But little did she know that her remarriage would change everything for her. Tune in to witness the journey of Anvi and Rajveer, where love is long lost but still there is a hope that it may unfold with the coming times. NOTE : This is a work of pure fiction and it solely belongs to me. @copyright reserved.

A story set up in the 1920s... Peek to know more... Vikram fell in love with Suhani before she even knew he existed. And when destiny gave him a chance - he didn't let her go. He married her. But she never knew... his heart had already chosen her long ago. A story of unspoken love, quiet longing, and a husband who waited - patiently, silently - for his wife to fall in love too. See how life changes after marriage ..... By Purelybutterfly 🦋

❝𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕, 𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒚?❞ _____________________________ Sidharth never wanted this marriage. Trapped by circumstances and haunted by a past he didn't want to face, he told himself it was only a duty. But Noor-silent, simple Noor-was something he couldn't ignore. Her presence stirred something in him, her quietness louder than his own chaos. She never asked for anything, yet she made him face the parts of himself he wanted to forget. And as his walls started to fall, he hated that he wanted her-that he needed the warmth of someone he was never meant to have. As time went on, He began to behave in ways that were antithetical to his initial intentions. He found himself doing everything he had once vowed never to do with his wife. He became the very husband he had despised. He started to crave more, an insatiable desire that gnawed at his soul for her. And then nothing seems to satisfy his aching soul other than his arranged wife's one smile. ●An Indian arranged marriage romance. #Book-1 in #His bride series. (A standalone book) ●Bᴏᴏᴋ ɪs ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴅᴜᴇ ᴛᴏ Dᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ, ᴀɢᴇ ɢᴀᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ʜɪɢʜʟʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ʟɪɢʜᴛ BDSM. (Have a lot of grammatical and spelling mistakes.) ╰┈➤Started on: 28 April 2024 Author♥️

˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.

𝑆𝐻𝐸 𝑊𝐴𝑆 𝐻𝐼𝑆-𝐵𝐸𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝐵𝑅𝐸𝐴𝑇𝐻, 𝐵𝐸𝐹𝑂𝑅𝐸 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝑁𝐴𝑀𝐸...𝐻𝐼𝑆 𝐷𝐸𝑆𝐼𝑅𝐸 𝑂𝐿𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝑇𝐻𝐴𝑁 𝐻𝐸𝑅 𝑆𝑂𝑈𝐿⛓️

She was never supposed to be his wife. Forced into an arranged marriage with Reyansh Oberoi-a ruthless, cold-hearted businessman-she knew from the start that she was unwanted. He made it clear from their first night together, treating her like a burden, a mistake he would never accept. He mocked her, insulted her, and reminded her at every turn that she wasn't what he wanted-not in looks, not in status, not in any way. And yet, when she refused to beg for his love, when she stopped caring for his approval, something inside him shifted. She wasn't fragile. She wasn't weak. She endured his cruelty with a quiet strength that unsettled him. Her silence haunted him. Her absence *bothered* him. And soon, the man who once swore to never acknowledge her found himself fighting an unwanted war within his heart. But was it too late? Could love ever bloom between two souls so deeply scarred by hatred and indifference? Or would their marriage remain just that-an unwanted? Genre: Dramatic Romance,Arranged Marriage, Slow Burn Themes: - She fell first, he fell harder. - Slow-burn love after marriage. - Redemption arc of a broken, arrogant man. - Angsty, emotional push-and-pull dynamic. Copyright © [2024] by [Arleen K.] All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

The Dixits and Malhotras-two billionaire families bound by decades of friendship-had always dreamed of uniting their legacies through marriage. Their children grew up together, treating each other like family. Among them, Sonakshi Dixit had always been particularly close to everyone in the Malhotra family-except for one person: Devansh Malhotra, the reserved and aloof eldest son. Unlike his charming and outgoing younger brother, Rohan, whom she was set to marry, Devansh kept his distance, rarely engaging in conversations unless necessary. Sonakshi had accepted this marriage for the sake of her family, her parents, and her beloved chachu-chachi, who had always treated her as their own daughter. But deep down, her heart had never belonged to Rohan-it had always been drawn to Devansh, the man who never spared her more than a few words but whose silent presence spoke volumes to her. The only person who knew this secret was her best friend, Rhea Malhotra-Devansh and Rohan's younger sister. With the wedding already in motion, the absence of the groom would be a disaster for both families' reputations. But before anyone could panic, Devansh did what everyone silently expected him to do-he stepped forward. Without hesitation, without emotion, he took his younger brother's place. Not out of love, but out of duty. He would marry Sonakshi, not because he loved her-but because it was the only way to protect the honor of both families. As Sonakshi found herself standing before the man she had secretly loved, dressed as his bride, she realized that this was not just a marriage of convenience. It was fate giving them a chance-whether Devansh would ever return her feelings, however, was a question that only time could answer.

"Who are you?" At first, I thought he was just being silly. But as I stared at him for a couple of minutes, I could see he wasn't joking or pulling my leg. My heart nearly stopped beating. The guy I had dreamt of spending my whole life with didn't know who I was? "This is a joke, isn't it? You're scaring me to death," I said to calm myself down. He was looking at me like he had seen a ghost. I couldn't read his face. I couldn't stop thinking about what he really meant. "You're not her, you're not Khushi. Who are you?" His words froze me. He was talking about Khushi, which is my name, at the same time he asked who I am. This couldn't be a joke, especially today when we had just gotten married. "Y-you don't know who I actually am? I am Khushi!! You came to my house for the wedding proposal for me! I am Khushi Gupta, the girl you wanted to marry." Tension filled the room. He had no idea what I was talking about, as if he couldn't understand the language I spoke. "You can't. You just can't! I wanted to marry her," he pointed at a picture frame near his window on a side table. I walked towards the table only to find out. It was Isha's picture. "This is m-my sister," I mumbled. Dive into the captivating world of Khushi where a seemingly perfect marriage takes a bewildering twist. When Khushi's newlywed husband doesn't recognize her, it unravels a gripping tale of love, identity, and second chances. Follow Khushi, a divorce lawyer escaping her past, and Yug, learning to live anew after a life-altering accident, on a journey filled with unexpected turns, poignant moments, and the pursuit of true love. This story will keep you on the edge of your seat, exploring the depths of the human heart and the power of destiny. Don't miss the chance to uncover the secrets and surprises that await within these pages.