Years ago, they were bound by a mistake called marriage. Too young to understand love, too proud to stay. They walked away , carrying the scars, the silence, and a story left unfinished. Now, after years apart, Arjun and Avantika stand on opposite ends of success , independent, unstoppable, and untouched by the past... or so they believe. But fate is never done playing its game. One unexpected meeting and all the walls they built begin to tremble. This time, there are no childish promises. No anger. No blame. Just two broken souls, learning to love the right way , the adult way , with patience, depth, and the kind of longing that never really dies. Maybe this is what destiny always meant .... not the love they lost, but the one they were meant to grow into. A story of second chances, healing hearts, and a love reborn in its most mature form. "They were too young to love right. Now fate gives them one last chance."

"Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

Sold to Be a Yakuza Wife I am Angelie Dela Torre-the unwanted daughter of two irresponsible people who never deserved to be parents. My biological father was a gambling addict, my mother a woman who found comfort in other men. If fate hadn't intervened, my life would have been nothing but chaos and shame. But fate did intervene. I was adopted by Andres and Constancia Dela Torre, a wealthy couple who couldn't have children of their own. They gave me everything my biological parents never could-love, education, and a future. I grew up protected, refined, and far removed from the filth of my origins. By the time I became an Assistant Fashion Design Manager, my life was calm. Successful. Happy. Or so I thought. One night, everything shattered. I was kidnapped. When I woke up, I wasn't in my country anymore-I was on a ship, bound for somewhere I didn't recognize. That was when I learned the truth: my biological father had found me... and sold me. Sold me to pay off his massive gambling debt. Sold me as a bride. When I arrived in Japan, I met him-the man who would own my future. A man so devastatingly handsome he looked unreal, like a god carved from shadows and sin. Then he smiled. A slow, wicked grin that promised ruin. Because he wasn't just any man. He was Yakuza. And I was bound to marry him. From that moment on, I knew my life was no longer my own-and whatever awaited me in his world would be far darker, more dangerous, and more twisted than anything I had ever imagined.

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

⚠️18+ ONLY | EXTREMELY EXPLICIT CONTENT ⚠️- Book 2 ⚠️ This is Book Two of the "His Personal Assistant" series. If you haven't read Book One yet, go back now and start from the beginning - or you'll be lost in the lies, lust, and blood. - He bent me over the marble sink, one hand fisted in my hair, the other gripping my throat. "Look at yourself," he growled in my ear, dragging his cock so deep I saw stars. "This pussy's choking me like it was made for me." My legs trembled. My moan hit the mirror. "You're mine, Raven. Every fuckin' inch. And I'm not stopping 'til you forget anyone else ever touched you." He slammed in harder. Deeper. Meaner. And I thanked him for it. - Their love began in silence and sin. Now it's louder. Darker. Deadlier. And it's not over. Raven was never meant to fall for her ruthless, married boss. But she did. He was never meant to destroy everything for her. But he did. Now that the world knows what they are? There will be blood. But this love isn't soft. It's sharp. Unforgiving. It pulls the trigger first and asks questions later. And if anyone thinks they can come between Raven and Dominic now? They don't know obsession. They don't know revenge. And they sure as hell don't know him.