"Please... Open...the door...I can't breathe.." She said breathing heavily... "You have to pay for ur mistake.. Mene tumhe pehle hi warn kia tha..ki tumhaari wajah se agar meri family ko zara si bhi takleef hui...then you will face the worst side of me.. My dear Wife..." He said with gritted teeth.. standing on the other side of door.. She was struggling for a single breath... He turned off the lights of the room..to torture her more..as she is scared from darkness.. Her body couldn't tolerate anymore...and She collapsed.. He is not aware that She has asthma... . . . . . . . He is 30 She is 21 He is the eldest son of his family She is the youngest daughter of her family He is Cold as ice.. She is Warm as fire.. He is 6'2 She is 5'3 Story Troupe ✨Age gap ✨Slow burn romance ✨Forced marriage ✨ grumpy × sunshine ✨He fell first and harder Come... let's dive into the amazing and sizzling story of Vardaan Singhania and Noor Mehra..✨✨ As it's my first work ever on Wattpad...there are various errors and grammatical mistakes but I promise that I 'll try to improve myself..

"jis aadmi ne mera suhaag udaad diya... uska bacha mere aandar pal raha hai".

Tropes: Second Chance at Life Romantic Obsession Toxic Romance Self-Sabotage Coming-of-Age / Self-Discovery Career Redemption Angst with Redemption Love vs Ambition Mature Romance / 18+ Themes Heartbreak Recovery Varnika Akula was supposed to graduate. Supposed to build a future. Supposed to become someone. But somewhere between infatuation and obsession, she skipped a few things-classes, deadlines, and eventually, herself. Her world revolved around Ekansh Kandukuri, and by the time the illusion shattered, her grades were gone, her ambitions were dust, and she didn't recognize the girl in the mirror anymore. Left without a degree or direction, she takes a soulless job that chips away at her bit by bit. In the dull hum of office lights and the silence of her regrets, a thought claws its way back: What if it's not too late? The Girl Who Skipped Herself is a raw and haunting story about what happens when a young woman loses herself in the name of love-and what it takes to claw your way back from the wreckage. It's not about second chances handed to her-it's about the ones she has to fight for, bleeding and breathless. WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL AND EXPLICIT CONTENT. READER DISCRETION ADVISED.

𝙰𝚝 𝟷𝟾 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚍, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚂𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚊 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚢𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚅𝚒𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚁𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎

jungkook was the bad boy and most feared student of his college with attractive personality, he was not interested in love at all as his mind was in violence and he was enjoying the power he had......he was sure he would never fall for any girl especially from his college, he was sure he would not be the one who would approach the girl first and he was sure about himself until she came............. she was mysterious girl with low self esteem, she was his junior and was the girl who was quiet, she was the girl who wanted to be alone due to her life..... her life wasn't normal at all, she was sure she would be safe and will be alone in college not when he developed strong feelings for her........ content : This story contains abuse and abusive language, violence, love, 18+ romance

He backhands her hard across her face, she fell on the floor, wincing. Tearing up Locked, caged and imprisoned into this four walls after he kidnapped her. "Fucking bitch!! Ran away from me just to whore around a pathetic Italian man!!!" He kneeled down and grabbed her fistful of her hair, yanking her face to look on her face "I will show you how whore gets treated!!" Her eyes widened. She struggled, but he jerked her on her feets and threw on the bed harshly. And hovered over her instantly before she sits up and runs away He began to rip her clothes "No!!! Stop!!! Fucking stop!!!" She struggled. He didn't stopped but instead he got raged up in anger when she starts to fight back and struggles He grabbed the nearby vase on the bedside table and smashed it on her face, she screamed horribly loud. He grabbed the pillow and slammed on her face, muffling her cries and blood. "DARE NOT TO FIGHT BACK BECAUSE, YOU, YOUR BODY, YOUR SOUL-" He presses the pillow hard on her face. Making her thrash her legs "-YOUR EXISTENCE, YOUR FUCKING P*SSY BELONGS TO ME! I CAN FUCK YOU, KILL YOU AND HURT YOU WHENEVER I WANT AND YOU ARE NO ONE TO STOP ME!!!!" she knows, she is under the mercy of monster now . [Mention of r@pe and abusive relationship, please read at your own risk] [𝗗𝗢 𝗡𝗢𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗣𝗢𝗥𝗧 𝗢𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗣𝗬. 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗔𝗜𝗡 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗕𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘. 𝗜𝗙 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘 𝗜𝗧. 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗠𝗔𝗬 𝗟𝗘𝗔𝗩𝗘.]

"Daisy, do you know what your mistake is?" He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because I'm not allowed to speak. "That you said 'yes' to marrying me." He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. "Therefore, I'll make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day." He finishes his sentence by landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa. "Stay still if you don't want me to make your night worse," he warns, raising my buttocks in the air again. "Happy anniversary, my fuck toy." He grabs my waist and plunges his hard membrane deep into me, causing me to gasp. *** Her husband treated her like a sex toy, and she let him, hoping that one day he would recognise her love. And he exploited her and vented his fury on her, making her life a living hell. In the end, he divorced her, not knowing she was carrying his baby. After the divorce, the baby was her only hope of survival. Five years later, when she was living her life with her daughter, his return raised questions: Is he back to separate her from her daughter or to rebuild their relationship? *** "Fine. I'm leaving and never show you my face." He grasps my arms and leans closer to my face, accelerating my heartbeat. I despise how much he still affects me. "Because I care about you more than anything else in this entire world. Just remember, you and Hope are my destination, and I'm ready to take any path which leads me to you both."

[UNDER EDITING] ABHIMAAN RATHORE-the name itself screams power and dominance. CEO of rathore industries self made billionaire. also king of mafia. Girls are mad over him but he don't even give a glance to them.he doesn't like physical touches even his family members take permission to touch him ISHIKA MEHRA-beautiful and kind hearted girl her dimple smile can light any dark room. she is princess of mehras one of the richest family in the India but she doesn't have any ego or attitude instead she is very friendly and naughty also this story will have age gap and some violence also