An arranged marriage, a cold CEO, and one very flustered newlywed wife. Nandini never expected to go from her quiet home life to living in a luxurious mansion with her husband's 40-member loud and chaotic family. And definitely not married to Siddharth Roy-the most untouchable, unreadable, and unfairly hot business tycoon in the country. She's shy, sarcastic, and soft. He's cold, composed, and annoyingly irresistible. But sparks start flying faster than oil in a hot pan when she flicks flour at him one night during dinner prep-and he doesn't back away. He leans in.

"Now..." Sourav muttered, his voice dropping into something deeper, more commanding - like steel wrapped in silk. "Don't you dare close these legs of yours... or interrupt me." His eyes flicked down and then back to mine, steady and intense. "Am I clear?" The way he said it - not loud, not harsh - just calm and firm, like some kind of military officer who already knew he'd be obeyed... it made my breath catch. My throat felt dry. I blinked at him, stunned for a heartbeat... then slowly nodded, without even realizing it. He leaned in, the warmth of his breath brushing against my cheek as he whispered, "Good girl." My heart skipped. There was something so quiet about his control - no shouting, no force. Just a calm certainty that left no space for rebellion. And maybe I liked that. Maybe a part of me wanted to be told what not to do... just so I could break the rule and see what he'd do about it. And without no warning he layed me down and spread my legs...he wasn't unsure or calm this time it was like he'd done with being calm..like he didn't want to give me chance to ruin his mood again and what I felt next moment was unexpressive...he just shoved his tongue inside my Virgina with no warning, no slow rubbing or teasing, my whole body went cold as his tongue was making touch with my clit my whole body was shivering..like I can't take it.. " S'-sourav" I stammered his name trying to pull him back by hair but..he wasn't budging , it was like he's punishing me for giving him hard time.

𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰𝘹𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦... 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝚅𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚑 𝙾𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒, 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝙺𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝, 𝐚 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐚𝐭... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ IT IS A VERY SIMPLE STORY WITH NO COMPLICATIONS AND TWISTS AND TURNS. THERE IS NO SERIAL LIKE DRAMA.

What's the problem? The issue is when a chubby girl meets with a devil heartless guy for the first time in school, he uses her as he wants. Pushes her in the hallways of the school. Eats her food. Makes fun of her. She never understood why she was his prey but he had his reasons as to why he was treating her this way. She falls head over heels for him and he only has a place in his heart for her. When life starts to shift and they end up separating, do they meet again and fall for each other? Is a second chance still possible? She's a storyteller and he's a ruthless Mafia boss. A sweet heart and a cold soul. Absolutely no one saw it coming but it eventually happened. But, what happened? Read to find out! 🥇#1 in top 10 books in India (2024)

❤️ Completed ❤️ She brings two coffee mugs in her hands and sees that he is busy with his work, she does not want to disturb him in any way, so she immediately goes to the balcony by places the coffee mug in front of him. But a very beautiful and shy smile always appears on her face whenever he is in front of her. She is pressing her lips under her teeth to control her rapid heartbeat. Takes his eyes off his laptop, watches her walk towards the balcony, and immediately holds his coffee mug and enjoys its fragrance for a while, with a smile, and sips it a little bit. He always loves her presence around him and deliberately shows that he is not noticing her. A wide smile starts crafting on his lips after remembering her shy smile which always enhances her beauty when she sees him. ****************************** He is driving too fast and with a strong jerk, he stops his car on a deserted road because he knows she is very disturbed today. She looked outside and cried silently. Then he forcibly makes the girl sitting next to him sit on his lap but as soon as she is sitting on his lap she starts hitting on his chest with her soft and small palms. She is very angry with him and wants to show her anger just like this. He also knows that he has made a mistake and is ready for this punishment. But he immediately grabs her nape and crushes his lips with her soft petals. She feels shocked but starts moving her lips with him while having a lot of tears in her eyes. ********************************* A journey from fighting to sweet banters. In short, it's just arranged marriage that turns into a very sweet journey.

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞. ✮⋆˙ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞✮ ⋆˙ The priest instructed him to apply the vermillion. He took a bit in his hand and paused just a few centimeters away from her forehead. He asked her in a slow voice, "Tara, bhar du na?" (Tara, shall I apply it?) "Nahi bharna chahte hain aap?" Tara asked, her eyebrows furrowed. (Don't you want to?) "I don't do divorce. Reh logi bina pyar ke?" he asked softly. (I don't do divorce. Will you stay without love?) "Pyar ke bina toh reh lungi. Lekin Rudra aap, Yuvraj aur Yashvi toh mere sath rahoge na?" Tara asked, smiling. (I can stay without love. But Rudra, will you, Yuvraj, and Yashvi stay with me?) ༻❁༺ As secrets are revealed, tangled destinies begin to unravel, changing relationships for better or worse. The story follows Rudra and Tara's intertwined lives, their healing, and the born-again power of love. [Translations in English are available.]

what will happen, when a girl from a small village will be bonded to get married with a guy who has spent his whole life in Town 1992, The time period, where love was not respected much in marriages marriages were just a relation to be done on name of tradition NANDINI~ As a girl, who spent her whole life watching the love bond between her parents, what will happen, when she will be told to get married to the Man , who she have just met for few weeks? what will happen, when she will find out that she has feelings for him but how will she confess her love towards him? ABHIRAJ~ As a workholic person, who never had much interactions with woman in his life, fell for Nandini, what will happen, when he will get married to nandini, The first woman he ever laid his eyes on How will he treat her? How will he try to make her comfortable around him and how will he be able to confess his love towards her? A love story of two people with different backgrounds, How will they adjust for each other? . . . . . . . . This story is purely an art of fiction, it has nothing to do with real life and is not wrote targetting anyone, All rights are reserved by VRheadset

A 1990 village live story based on childmarriage <3

╰┈➤𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤-1 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 They were school sweethearts - Their love was soft, unspoken, and filled with laughter. Until one day, she shattered him in ways no one else ever could. She thought ending it would set them free,but he refused to let her go -not when his heart still beat for her. Because his devotion wasn't fragile; it was fierce, consuming, and eternal. He waited. He longed. He haunted the memories of her smile,the silence of her absence. No matter how far she ran,his soul always knew the way back to her. For she was never just a chapter of his past -she was his destiny,his devotion,his belonging love. 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐡𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐚 ── .✦

Samhita Maity, a historian, found excitement in discovering long-lost secrets of histories- a perfectionist in her work. However, there was one mysterious figure eluding her expertise-the exploration of the most celebrated king of ancient India, whose name resounded across the world. His unwritten and unfinished books ignited her curiosity, and day and night, her thoughts were consumed by him. Who was he beyond the exterior of a king? How did his empire attain such advanced and flourishing heights that even contemporary science couldn't reach? Why were only fragments written about him? Where did he vanish so suddenly? These questions lingered, morphing into an obsession. Driven by an insatiable desire to unravel his mystery, Samhita set on a daring journey through time, stepping into his kingdom. As the threads of time intertwined, Samhita became Rajadhiraj Vikramaditya's own obsession. She had entered the realm of an eagle, and now, there seemed to be no escape. Would she find her way back to her own time? Would he permit her departure or would she be held captive by the sparks of dominance and power that crackled between them? Could their individual dominances coexist, or would they crumble in the face of each other's compelling forces?