Two women chasing peace. Two men willing to burn the world for them. Between justice and obsession, love finds its way. Each heart in this story breaks the rules. Each one... an Illegal Heart.

𝐕𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐨𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐫 𝐱 𝐒𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢 𝐀𝐳𝐡𝐚𝐫 He was sunshine-radiant, relentless, a force that bathed the world in light. I was midnight rain-quiet, shadowed, falling softly where the sun dared not reach. Vihaan was the sin I was meant to avoid, yet with every step I took away, he drew nearer. Those emerald eyes, that midnight-black hair, the curve of his silhouette-they whispered a dark promise I couldn't escape. The story was never as simple as two people falling for each other. There was always a shadow-always someone lurking just beyond the edges of light. He never stepped into the frame completely, but I could feel him. Sometimes in the silence between my footsteps. Sometimes in the breeze that moved the curtain when no windows were open. Sometimes in the way my name appeared on notes I never saw anyone deliver. The masked man. He wasn't just watching. He was waiting.

Siara Malhotra was once the heartbeat of her family-a spirited, passionate girl who dreamed of love and acceptance. But one cruel twist of fate left her broken, disowned, and accused of a betrayal she never committed. Cast out from the only home she knew, Siara rebuilt herself far away, emerging as one of the world's top neurosurgeon. Yet beneath her success lay a shattered heart and a soul that no longer believed in love or warmth. Mahir Sehgal, CEO of Sehgal groups was the man she had loved with every fiber of her being, but he had never returned her affection. Bound by a dying wish, Mahir reluctantly married Siara, only to abandon her on their wedding night. For three years, he stayed away, unaware that siara no longer has any expectations from life or love, she no longer loved him. When fate brings them back together, both must confront the ghosts of their pasts. Can two broken souls find healing in each other, or will the scars of betrayal and indifference keep them apart forever? WHAT WAS THE REASON SHE BROKE BEYOND REPAIR? TO KNOW, DIVE INTO THE STORY Copyright Notice: DO NOT COPY MY WORK

"See a future with him, pretend to move on... but when it's time to become a bride, it'll be for me. You can hate me all you want, but my name will be in your fate." The monitor backstage buzzed with Swaraj Malhotra's voice, slick with self-satisfaction. "Dhananjay Singhania ke paas na toh bahu hai, na hi bahumat." I almost pitied them. Almost. "Sir?" my aide whispered. "We're live in two." I smiled, not the charming kind they use for posters, the other one . the kind that didn't reach my eyes. The kind that meant someone was about to regret underestimating me. The one that makes my team nervous. Because they know when I smile like that, it means I'm about to ruin someone's perfectly planned day. I walked up to the stage, every step measured. The anthem played. Composure is a crown, and I wear mine well. The Chief Justice handed me the Constitution, his expression solemn. "Repeat after me." as he gestured me forward, the Constitution opened before him. I raised my right hand. "Main Dhananjay Singhania..." My voice echoed back through the hall, too calm, too rehearsed. I could already imagine Swaraj watching this on his fancy LED, smug and proud of his own line. "Main Dhananjay Singhania, shapat leta hoon ki main apne pad ke kartavya..." The words droned on, heavy and holy. Every syllable was a performance loyalty, integrity, service. Funny. Everyone in this room had sold those words long ago. And then I saw her. Front row. White saree. Minimal makeup. Hair tied loose. Sitting right in front , her father's daughter, my rival's pride. I forgot the cameras. The promises. The Politics. "Bahumat toh mil gayi..." I said into the microphone, pausing deliberately. The Chief Justice froze. The crowd murmured. My security chief mouthed something that looked suspiciously like "sir please don't-" Too late. "Ab bas bahu ki kami thi." In one sentence, I did two things - proposed to my rival's daughter and declared a war.

"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

When she wants to go to her dad's house as she was missing them!! Her husband who was searching online how to "stop your wife from going away from you" ________________________________________________ "Look at the deity of Krishan not at me" she says "But I am devoted to you like you are to your krishna". _________________________________________________ Let's see what their fate has stored for them.

"y-you can't do this to me"(said a girl while trembling) "NO DOUBT I CAN MUNCHKIN'"[deadly hoarse voice] she was tied on a chair with ropes and trembling badly because of the horrible scene infront of her he was sweating too much due to intense climate made by himself 'his hairs were messed up and a strand was there roaming on his forehead and he was piercing the mini creature infront of him with his eyes ;BUT WHY???? BECAUSE HE KIDNAPPED HER AND SHE TRIED TO GET OUT OF HIS CAGE BY JUMPING OUT OF THE WINDOW!!!!!!!!! RUHAAN SINGHANIA-He is the son of PRATAP SINGHANIA who owns the ROAR WEAPONS company which is one of the most richest brands of guns exporting in ASIA,RUHAAN SINGHANIA is known for his unpredictable decisions and three words which can define him are ,SANKI,SARPHIRA AUR ZIDDI KIARA SHARMA,three words which can define her are ,SENSITIVE,INNOCENT BUT DISGUISED ANGEL HEY GUYZZZZ IF YOU WANNA READ A SMUT BUT A LITTLE BIT TWISTY WHERE A SMALL LITTLE GIRL WITH CHUBBY AND SQUEASHYY NATURE CROSSES THE PATH OF A BEAST HIMSELF AND CHERRY ON TOP THIS BEAST FALLS FOR THAT CUTE CUPCAKE WANNA SEE HIS DANGEROUS RANGE AND HER INNOCENCE WITH WHICH SHE CAN MELT THE BEAST HIMSELF THIS STORY IS FOR YOU ONLYYYYY THEN...................ENJOY!!!!! ALSO THIS IS MY VERY FIRST TIME WRITING ANY STORY SO PLEASE IGNORE THE MISTAKES AND FOCUS ON THE SCENE.......HEHEHEHE......

◇𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄◇ ~𝐀 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲♤▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎♡𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧~ Have you ever thought, when your life is going in flow, but you had never watched out in your path and just get drown in the middle of the ocean, that's what happens with our main leads. A college going students, Who have opposite course, but same path get collide with each other, He fell at first sight, but she doesn't believe in love. Will they make there way together? It's a cute college, mafia and marriage story... which will take your heart away... Opposite pole...but with a one meter distance... Karnish~ Radhika~ "Karnish" We where seating in an empty class room,and I whispered slowly looking in his brownish honey coloured eyes, "What will happen, if everyone will get to know about us?, They will not accept us," admiring his glowing face in the moon I asked worriedly. He tightens his hold around my waist, burying his face in my neck and inhales deeply before uttering slowly. "No one has to accept us, rather then us Love, Because it's our DEEP AFFECTION not there's, and even if they will come to know about us, they can't do anything about it, so for now, let it be Our secret" He spoke in one breath. "Our secret?" I chuckled softly and looked at him. "Yes hot stuff, Our secret, Our Dirty Little Secret" He whispered so sensually and softly that I can literally feel my panties getting wet, He didn't waste any second and before I know he smashed his sensually wet lips on mine. He is fire,... Then she is petrol... He is Clam then... She is volcano... He play's with blood... She play's with him... ~𝐀 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲♤▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎♡𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞~ {𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄}

( previously known as | owned by him | ) He is a psychopath... "Vihaan Singhania" Living deep inside a hidden mansion, buried within the dark forest, far away from the city and the rest of the world. A man who despises human touch, who carries scars of a childhood drenched in trauma... Yet, beneath that darkness, he always craved for her existence. She is a 19-year-old girl living a peaceful college life... "Kiara Rathore" A girl who secretly devours dark romance books, dreaming for her forbidden fantasies to someday breathe into reality. Two different worlds. One cruel obsession. A tale where darkness meets desire. Rest to be continued...