She was taught to stay within limits. He spent his whole life breaking them. Ahana grew up in a strict household where rules mattered more than feelings. Every step of her life was already decided for her - what to wear, how to behave, who to talk to, and most importantly, who she could never love. She learned to stay quiet. To obey. To never become the reason for her family's shame. And then she met him. Aarav was everything her world warned her about - carefree, stubborn, fearless, and impossible to control. He spoke whatever came to his mind, laughed too loudly, fought for the people he loved, and never cared about society's endless rules. Where Ahana feared judgment, Aarav challenged it. Where she stayed silent, he refused to bow down. Two completely different people. Two completely different religions. And a love that was never supposed to happen. But somewhere between late-night conversations, hidden meetings, stolen glances, family pressure, jealousy, misunderstandings, and silent sacrifices... they slowly become each other's safest place. Until love stops feeling simple. Because society has rules. Families have expectations. And sometimes, love alone is not enough to fight them all. Desi Ishq - a desi emotional romance filled with slow-burn love, family drama, societal pressure, heartbreak, and two hearts trying to protect their love in a world determined to tear them apart.

Did you really think I was your savior? Your prince charming? The man who would pull you out of hell... and call it love? Tch... baby. I'm not your savior. I'm the monster who watches the wounded bleed... just a little longer. The beast who doesn't heal broken things- I ruin them. And you... He stepped closer, his gaze dragging over her like a slow, merciless storm. "So fragile... so broken... so naïve." Did you really think I was one of your fictional men? The kind who builds you castles... fights the world... worships you like salvation? No. This isn't your fantasy. This is hell. "Step out of this room... if you dare." His voice dropped-cold enough to freeze the air. "Welcome to hell, baby." Mala shut her eyes. Tears slipped silently... helpless, endless. But something inside her- refused to die. And then- "Wear it." A necklace dangled from his fingers. "My name." A pause. "Because now... you belong to it." This wasn't the end. It was the beginning of a war. A war where only one rule exists- Survival of the fittest. Be weak... and you won't survive. ✧✧✧ "Touch her... I dare you." The room fell silent. "One scratch on her- and I'll tear every one of you apart." Because in his world- She wasn't his weakness. She was his obsession. And his warning. Ruthless man × Broken Girl Possession. Power. Survival. And control let's dive in the story