She is fire in silk, he is a storm in a crown. Their kingdoms demand obedience, but their hearts refuse... "You belong to me, Harleen. Every glance, every breath... mine." he growls, eyes dark with hunger and passion "I am not yours," she whispers, trembling under his touch. "You already are," he hisses, stepping closer"whether you fight it or not." In corridors of power, under moonlit forests, in the exile of shadows, every touch ignites desire, every word leaves a mark. "I won't let anyone take you from me," he murmurs, fingers brushing her hair. "Then I'll fight," she breathes, heart racing. "Good," he says, "because I've already lost myself to you." Love is forbidden. Passion is lethal. Obsession... is unavoidable.

𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 #1 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. ｡♪ He dragged her onto his lap, his grip firm, his eyes cold with something deeper than anger. She struggled, tears sliding down as she hit his chest weakly. "You always do this to me," she cried, voice cracking like a broken child's. "You don't even care... I hate you!" He didn't react-not to her words, not to her tears. Just stared, his gaze dark and possessive. Then he took her hand, guided it down. "Open the zip," he murmured, his voice low and commanding. "Take me inside... and complain properly, bachha." --- Tropes : ●Student × professor ●Grumpy × sunshine ●Slow burn ●Forced proximity ●18+ Copyright © 2025 Bella This book is purely a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual events, places, or people, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the author, except for brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews. Written by: bella

𝑅𝑒𝑦𝑎𝑛 𝑆𝑖𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑎 Reyan is ruthless, calculating, and impossible to read. As the heir to the powerful Singhania empire, he has spent his life learning that emotions are a weakness. He moves through the world with an icy detachment, never letting anyone close. Love? He doesn't believe in it. Destiny? He calls it an illusion. But beneath his cold exterior lies a past he refuses to confront-and a storm waiting to be unleashed. 𝐼𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑖 𝑆ℎ𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑣 Ishani is a rising journalist who doesn't just report stories-she chases them like a storm. Soft-spoken but razor-sharp, she has the perfect mix of confidence, wit, and playful sarcasm. She knows exactly how to push buttons, and Reyan Singhania? He's her favorite challenge. She isn't afraid of his cold demeanor; in fact, she enjoys cracking his controlled mask. Her savage replies and teasing charm make her impossible to ignore, but beneath it all, she hides her own vulnerabilities. When Ishani Shrivastav is assigned to cover Reyan Singhania, the elusive business heir, she expects the usual resistance. He's cold, distant, and impossible to crack-just the way he likes it. But Ishani? She never backs down. What starts as an interview quickly turns into a game of words, glares, and stolen moments. Ishani's playful taunts chip away at Reyan's icy walls, while his unreadable gaze challenges her in ways she never expected. But one fateful night, under a rare celestial event, their worlds collide in a way neither of them saw coming. As tension turns into something dangerously intense, they must decide-was their story truly written in the stars, or are they just two souls destined to clash forever? This version keeps Ishani's bold personality and journalist background while maintaining her playful yet sharp nature. Let me know if you'd like any other tweaks!

In a world ruled by power and shadows, can purity find a place and a way to heal a broken heart? Ishita Rai is a powerful businesswoman by day and the ruthless Mafia Queen in the shadows. Feared and respected, she rules an empire built on secrets while carrying the scars of her past. No one has dared to break her icy exterior until a certain chef stumbles into her life. Ayaan Mehra is a pure-hearted, hardworking man trying to build a better future for himself and his little sister, Aanya. When he lands a job in Ishita's mansion, he only sees her as a distant, stoic employer. But his quiet presence and gentle nature begin to thaw her cold heart. He sees her only as a kind-hearted businesswoman, never suspecting the dangerous world she controls from the shadows. As their paths intertwine, Ishita finds herself drawn to Ayaan's innocence, while he begins to glimpse the warmth hidden beneath her ruthless façade. But when her secrets surface, will Ayaan's trust in her survive the revelation? ♡ His eyes... There was something about the way they looked at me soft, warm, as if they were seeing through the layers I'd carefully built around myself. ♡ Her eyes... They were the first thing I noticed when I turned around. Deep and luminous, they seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words. In the soft glow of the Diwali lights, they sparkled like tiny diyas scattered around the room but brighter, much brighter. They didn't just draw me in; they stopped time. "Tum flirt bhi karte ho?" "Ha....sirf apni pasandida aurat se..." > "Ishita, it was all in the past, it's okay." "IT'S NOT OKAY..! They dared to hurt what's mine and now... they will regret it. I'll make them understand the price of their actions and by the time I'm done, they won't even remember who they once were." When love meets power, when innocence collides with darkness will they find a way to stand together, or will the shadows tear them apart?