Yes, you read that correctly-this is a story about people who worship d*cks. And a girl with no memory trapped in their world.

| 𝗬𝗨𝗩𝗔𝗔𝗡 & 𝗥𝗨𝗛𝗜 | "I__i am pregnant!" She covered her face with her palms and getting emotional cried out though silently. Yuvaan face snapped up, his brown orbs darkening as out of sudden his palm changed into a tightly fist-ball. Hearing that particular word something bitter hitted into his mind as the worst memory of his life flashed again in front of his eyes. He jerked out of the worst part as immediately standing up he burst out at ruhi! "Liar! You are a liar! How dare you ruhi? How could you do such cheap act? What did you think that you will play with my feelings by the name of pregnancy? No, I won't let you do that. I thought you as a friend but i was fool that i expect friendship from an orphan like you who can only play with others feelings." Ruhi jumped on her place at the harsh words. Her tears grew more as her face getting red. She couldn't proceed upon what was happening! It was like she was seeing a nightmare. What happened that suddenly he burst out? She stood up and tried to hold his arm "What are you saying yuvaan? Wait, you are again joking right? It's not the time yuvaan, please be serious! " She told but he jerked her hand and threw a sharp glare at her. "You are joking! You are the one who is fooling me and it's over, I am done with your drama. Just don't show me your face again. " He blasted out and turned to leave. Ruhi yelled his name, called him again and again but he left thinking it as her betrayal comparing his past with the beautiful present which just got destroyed by his misunderstanding. "Yuvaan!!! I am pregnant yuvaan! I am not lying." She screamed and fell on the ground with her knees. Her palm covered her belly as she cried her heart out again and again proving her innocence. ~❁~ ~•~ #1 in misunderstanding #1 in trust #1 in wedding #1 in emotional #1 in madlove #2 in desire ~•~

"Ahhh, leave me...I am sorry...please" A girl was begging and dragging by a very muscular man, was crying but the man was very deaf to hear her pleadings. He brought her to his room and threw her on the bed. He threw her ghungroo on the floor. "You want to dance, right? Then dance as much as you want but only in front of me, but next time you won't dance outside to this room, this is not your fucking brothel and you're just my prostitute so you are here only to entertain me." ************ "You wanted to become my wife, right? So, let's make you mine...." In a very dark room a girl was whimpering in a corner. She was too scared to look up but the man who was in front of her was not in the mood to show mercy on her. ************ "I can't marry you...and you can't force me to-" Before she could complete her sentence a very rough lips met to hers and shut her up. "You have to become my wife, Dhani! Because you caught my attention, beautiful" ************** The Sherawat brothers, the very powerful men in the business world and the black world. They belong to a very royal and famous family. This family has some strict rules which are followed by each and every family member. But are the new members able to follow their rules or not? 𝘿𝙞𝙨𝙘𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙧:- 𝙏𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙪𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙡𝙮 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮.

Complicated. That's the only word powerful enough to describe the legendary Rathore Royal Family of Marwar-where crowns are heavy, hearts are heavier, and love is the most dangerous battlefield of all. Three brothers. Three marriages. And a web of emotions that threatens to destroy the very empire they rule. Abhimaan Pratap Singh Rathore-the ruthless king, the cold-hearted CEO, the man who rules an empire but guards his heart behind unbreakable walls. Two years into marriage, he remains untouched by love, leaving his queen Aadiya of Mewar-the proud eldest daughter-in-law-fighting a lonely battle for a place in her husband's frozen heart. Abhimanyu Pratap Singh Rathore-the loyal second son, bound by duty and gratitude to his elder brother. Married to Naina, a woman who once believed her destiny was tied to the wrong brother. Trapped between marriage vows and forbidden feelings, Naina's heart harbors a love she was never meant to have. And then there is Rudraveer Pratap Singh Rathore-the youngest prince, reckless, protected, and unapologetically rebellious. When duty demanded a royal bride, he chose love instead-marrying Samaira, a servant's daughter, shaking the very foundation of Rathore royalty and igniting whispers, rebellion, and scandal across kingdoms. In a world where power outweighs emotions, where love is forbidden, and loyalty is tested at every turn- how long before hearts rebel against crowns? Welcome to the Rathores- where every relationship is a war, every marriage hides a secret, and love may just be the downfall of royalty itself.