𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 1 "You... just left my room! I don't want to see your ugly face again, you..." He said ferociously, clenches his fists and his face turns red with rage. He takes a step toward her. without uttering a word, she quietly exits the room, her eyes downcast. 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 2. She, already in bed, is surprised to see him approaching, preparing to sleep beside her. "Why are you sleeping here?" She asked shockingly "This is my house. I can sleep anywhere. I don't need your permission." he replied calmly He takes a blanket and settles in next to her. He hears footsteps, sees her getting up, and becomes curious. " Where are you going?" He asked hurriedly "In another room."she replies "Darn it, little dove, come and sleep beside me. You are not allowed to sleep without me from today." He said making her left shocked by his sudden request, and the room is filled with a sense of tension. 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 3. "You must be enjoying this luxurious life, don't you? This house, the jewelry, these clothes, and everything else. You're nothing but a gold digger." He said vehemently. His words hang heavy in the air, and she visibly flinches, hurt by his accusations. 𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 4. He raises his voice, his frustration evident, while she listens attentively. "Dammit, little dove, why do you always seem to want to make me angry? Why are you working at that inexpensive café?" He Said frustratelty She responds calmly but assertively. "Because I don't wanna depend on you" she replied He shouts again, the tension in the room palpable. "I earn for you. You're my wife, and you have every right to my money. There's no need for you to work outside. I work hard for you." He again shouted at her --------------------------- The pictures I used here is not mine credit goes to the respective owners

"Can't you understand? I don't love you. You are a minor, and you're my best friend's sister. This isn't right-it can never happen." With those final words, he turned away, leaving her behind. Tears streamed down her face as she stood there, shattered, her heart breaking into pieces. •┈••✦ 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 ✦••┈• "Why don't you understand? I am not interested in you!" she shouted, her voice filled with frustration. "I don't want to marry you! I was young back then... it was just a foolish crush. I don't feel anything for you anymore!" She had spent years trying to forget him, forcing herself to move on. Yet now, when she had finally freed herself from the past, he was the one chasing after her. "Please, Petal... just one chance," he whispered, his voice breaking as he fell to his knees, his pride abandoned. •┈••✦ 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪 ✦••┈• • T R O P E S • • Brother best friend • She fell first and hard • Slow burn romance • Age gap (7 year) • Nerd fl • He never saw her that way... until • Protective to the extreme • Only soft for her • He spoils her excessively • Possessive beyond limits • Burns with jealousy • Husband duties taken seriously • He'd destroy anyone who hurts her

❝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♥️

❝𝐀 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭. 𝐀 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨.❞ ୨ৎ ──────── ✦ Aanya walked into the marriage with nothing but an escape in mind. Ishaan? He had already decided-thirty days, a signature, and they'd go back to being strangers. No attachments. No emotions. Just a deal. But somewhere in between, the lines blurred. Somewhere in between, a home was built, a love so quiet yet so consuming took root in places they never dared to look. And when the contract ended, they walked away-pretending none of it had ever meant anything. Yet, some feelings never fade, some stories refuse to be forgotten, and some hearts find their way back-no matter how much time or distance tries to pull them apart. Because love, the kind that lingers in every breath, every unspoken word-it was never meant to be temporary. 𝙄𝙩 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙙𝙚⋆ ୨ৎ ──────── ✦ 1ꜱᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴋ ᴏꜰ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ 🌷

"I will break you beyond repair".... Vihaansh growled. "But I will cherish you and heal you till my last breath," Ishika replied, her voice unwavering. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- "Rose, I beg of you... If you want you can kill me, but please don't leave me Jaan, Take me along, please...?" Vihaansh pleaded, tears streaming down his face and his sobs wrenching from the depths of his soul. But no reply... ‐‐-----------‐------------------------------------------------- Here Starts a tale of a ruthless man's guilt-driven story, who is left all alone in the World and has no one to wipe his tears, give him a shoulder to sob, be a reason to smile. But he can't end his life because ......... Because she left behind their cherished symbol of love, a testament to their once-shared bond, with every breath he takes, he relives the moment she departed, a silent witness to the pain that now defines his existence. She left their Symbol of love with him. But he only breathes he left living the moment she left him. He behaves like a happy daddy before their bacha. He is a perfect Dad. But he remains haunted by the absence of a motherly presence for his daughter. He can't even share his sorrow, his dismay. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- What will happen to him as he carries the weight of his guilt? Can he ever find a way to make up for his mistakes and find happiness again? All rights are reserved by your author @Rashi_Jha🌼(by me ofc) #65 Wattpad #95 wattpad #1 in the Eternal Series .......UNDER EDIT............

☆𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 "𝗜𝗳 𝗖𝗼𝗹𝗱 𝗛𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗙𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘀 𝗜𝗻 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝗻 𝗡𝗼 𝗢𝗻𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗛𝗲 𝗗𝗼𝗲𝘀" ✦𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 She is the princess of Udaipur. A nice and kind hearted girl but don't get tricked by her kindness .This girl will not wait even a second before firing back a sarcastic comment that will make you go to hell. She effortlessly acquires everything she desires for. Her anger knows no bounds . She is beautiful , She is bold , She is valiant , She is everything a man wants . ✦𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐚𝐲 𝐑𝐚𝐠𝐡𝐮𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 He is the king of Rajasthan. A cold and arrogant mafia king and Ceo of his own multinational company that has wom𝖾n falling to their knees for him but all he does is ignore them. His anger knows no bounds . Everyone is feared by his name.The most dangerous and powerful man in the country who wouldn't think twice before pulling the trigger. "𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝗲𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗶𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝘆 𝗳𝗮𝘃𝗼𝘂𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲" -𝐊𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 "𝗜'𝗺 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗲, 𝗻𝗼𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗳𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝗲" -𝐀𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐲𝐚 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐉𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐘 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐘𝐀 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐊𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐊𝐀

Daksh was orphan, surviving only for his younger brother. No chance he believed in fairytales, especially the kind where a billionaire's daughter could ever understand a man like him. Orphaned young, with only his younger brother to care for, Daksh had built his life on hard work and quiet resentment toward people born with everything he fought for. Then came Ahana Raichand, elegance wrapped in arrogance, his boss's daughter and the new Managing Director of the company where he worked as a finance manager. She walked in wearing privilege like perfume, and he hated her for it. For her confidence. For her easy laughter. For the way she looked at him, as if she could see beyond his bitterness. But hate, when mixed with proximity, begins to blur. Between heated arguments, stolen glances, and moments neither of them planned, Daksh found himself falling, not for her wealth, but for the woman beneath it. Ahana, with her fierce heart and quiet loneliness, broke every wall he had built. What began as contempt turned into obsession and what once irritated him became sacred.

𝐆𝐮𝐫𝐮 × 𝐀𝐧𝐚𝐲𝐚 | 𝟑𝟒 × 𝟐𝟑 "How dare you!!!" She screamed And... Slapped him hard across his face. But she had no clue who she was messing with or how easily he could destroy her. His lips curled into a dark smirk. Without a word, he fired his gun into the air and barked, "Start preparing for the goddamn wedding." Before she could even process what was happening, he hoisted her over his shoulder and stormed straight to the mandap set up for her cousin's wedding. Slamming her down, he hissed, "That slap just made you my wife." In one brutal motion, he filled her hairline with sindoor, sealing her fate in the most explosive way possible. Her life was no longer her own-𝘐𝘵 𝘞𝘢𝘴 𝘏𝘪𝘴. 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝟏𝟖+ | 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐫