"He was the storm I should have run from. But what if the very chaos I feared was the only place my heart truly belonged?" Shahnawaz Shah. Cold. Arrogant. Ruthless. A business tycoon who believed in power, not love. To him, emotions were weaknesses, and trust was a luxury he could never afford. Mehrunissa. Gentle. Spirited. Unyielding. A child psychologist who believed in healing, hope, and the simple magic of kindness. To her, love was not a weakness-it was life itself. When destiny binds them in a contract marriage for the sake of his young nephew, their worlds clash like fire and rain. What begins as duty and indifference soon spirals into something neither of them can control. Every argument sparks with tension, every stolen glance burns with intensity, and every moment between them blurs the line between love and war. He vowed never to let love touch his heart. She vowed never to lose herself in the shadows. Yet in a battle where pride and passion collide, how do you name a love that refuses to be defined?

What happens when a girl set to marry an old man, but then story takes an unexpected turn! •Village Love Story •Age Gap •Possessive ML × Cute FL •Smut •Hot Steamy Romance •Forced Marriage •He fell first but she fell harder

Some people only want love in life, but love itself comes at a heavy price I give my chapters misleading names :)

> She never dreamed of a forced marriage. But fate had other plans. He didn't want a wife. She just wanted love. Now they're tied together... Unwillingly. A marriage neither of them wanted. Two hearts tied by fate. Will love grow between them... or will they walk away forever?

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....

Yours. now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours.

There's a saying, -- hell hath no fury than a woman scorned and Mehrunnisa is about to prove it in a way that none of the Shahs had seen it coming. "I am not one of those who keep sitting at the corner, crying and weeping over their fate. I will make sure that both of you suffer and my dead brother gets the justice he was denied. Oh, and Shahnawaz stays mine." - Mehrunnisa. ~ A different take on the trending Pakistani drama serial Iqtidar.

The moon whispered tempting secrets, secrets that those silk black sheets couldn't conceal as it slowly traced their bodies with a promise of forbidden pleasure, leaving them craving what they dared not speak aloud.

'badla le rahi ho mujh se?' he had asked. 'badla? Badlon ko rehny hi do shah, warna tumhara aur mera hisab boht dur tak jaye ga' she said standing up from her spot. Gathering the wrapping papers, she turned away to throw them in the trash can in the corner of the room. But as she turned, she was sure she heard him say 'to chalty hain, dur tak chalty hain mehru' in a soft whisper. -------------------- peak in to read about the leads of iqtidar

Ek dushman kya sach main jaan se pyara ho sakta hai ?? The story revolves around the love story of Mehrunisa and Shahnawaz , will Saman shah accept Mehru after Zain's death , or will Amal become the biggest obstacle between their love story ??