𝓣𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓪 𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓶 𝓶𝓪𝓷... "What days have come to this..." she muttered under her breath, her voice trembling with irritation. "You were supposed to see me... like you would your own sister!"- But the way you look at me..." He didn't flinch. His tone was calm, steady almost too honest. "My eyes have never looked at you like that... not since the first day." She turned sharply toward him, frustration flaring in her eyes. "You're such a strange man, you know that? You don't even realize that I'm younger than you!" "I do realize it," he said, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "But does being younger mean you'll keep repeating it again and again-chhoti hoon, chhoti hoon? I'm not old, and you're not that young either. The age gap between your parents is probably the same as ours. And honestly... these days, people want that kind of age difference. Yet here you are, fighting over it." Her jaw tightened. "You think this is funny? I've been forced to stay here, and you-" ********************************** In a world full of possessive, dominating, and toxic men, this story belongs to the rare one the calm soul who looks at you with peace instead of power. It's about what it feels like to be loved by a calm man not a mafia, not a gangster, not a CEO, but a man capable enough to take care of his responsibilities... and of the woman he loves. A man who doesn't shout his strength shows it quietly, through care. If you believe in emotional touch more than physical touch, if you love the kind of affection that speaks through eyes and silence, then this story is for you. Give this book a chance I promise you'll feel something gentle yet powerful.

"Marry me, Meera..." Shivansh's voice wasn't loud. It didn't need to be. It was calm. Deadly calm. "𝐎𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥." Meera blinked. His eyes were hollow. His breath steady. Too steady.That kind of stillness that only comes when someone has already made peace with their end. "I'm not threatening you," he added. "I'm just... done." Her lips parted in shock, but no sound came out. "You think I'm insane?" he said with a crooked smile. "I am. But only because of you." 𝐅r𝐨𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞. Tropes: ~Best friends to lovers (with a dark twist) ~Arrange marriage (arranged by him ) ~Forced proximity ~Touch her and you die energy ~Broken friendship ~Slow Burn with High Tension ~Manipulation → Real Love Arc ~Past-present dual timeline

"Are you okay?" he asked, stepping toward her. But she recoiled, her body trembling. "Stay away from me!" she shouted, her voice laced with fear. He froze, his brows furrowing. "Si..... it's me." "No," she whispered, shaking her head. "I don't know who you are anymore." "You're hurt" he said, "Don't touch me!" she cried. "You've taken advantage of me. You lied to me! You kept me here like... like a prisoner! How could you? And Avi-where is he? What have you done to him?" Stay away... I can't stay away!" I can't ____he shouted, his voice echoing in the room.