Betrayed on the bed that was meant to be theirs, Arnav Singh Raizada walks out of his own life and vanishes into the night. No goodbye. No corpse. Just silence. Three years later the fashion world trembles at a single set of initials: ASR. A man without a public face. A verdict without appeal. Cross him and you don't lose money; you lose the right to exist. Yet even monsters have a weakness. She appears like a quiet sin-soft voice, fearless eyes, the only living soul who dares to touch the burn scars on his heart. One look at her and the beast inside him forgets how to breathe. But the wife who laughed at his name is still legally his, still venomous, still starving for the empire he now owns. And when her jealousy fixes on the girl who holds ASR's last shred of humanity, hell is granted permission to open. His wife wanted royalty. She's about to discover what it costs when the king comes home wearing blood instead of mercy. He will peel her world apart, layer by slow layer, until she begs for the poverty she once mocked. And through every scream, every headline, and ruin, only one question will remain: When the fire finally dies, will there be anything left of Arnav Singh Raizada... or only the ashes that still burn for her? Welcome to the story of Arnav Singh Raizada and Khushi Kumari Gupta.

"Leave... me," she stuttered, struggling with those simple words. Sweat formed on her forehead as she felt so small and weak in his presence. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close -so close that he could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin. Her heartbeats echoed in his ears, and her lavender scent intoxicated him. Her soft, milky skin met his cold, rough hands, and the contact left her feeling both bruised and electrified. To him, it was a mere touch, but to her fragile body, it was intense. His hands roamed her back, pressing her closer against him. He pinned her against the wall, their bodies flush with each other. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "Do not think that this marriage will change anything between us. You are nothing to me but a wife in name." Her pulse quickened, and despite the harshness of his words, she felt a forbidden heat rising within her. His lips brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. The line between pain and pleasure blurred as he held her there, trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Will the rose be able to transform the thorn into a flower, or will she be crushed along the way?🥀🔱 She was rose in the garden filled with thorns🥀 He was the thorn that would destroy her🔱 Ansh & Anaya were tied in an arranged marriage. By their parents. Ansh Malhotra CEO of Malhotra&Co .The most eligible bachelor in India .Handsome, charming,attractive, tall and a heartrobe. He was dominating in every sense and wanted everything under his control. Anaya Oberoi Founder of smile foundation. The most beautiful, intelligent, caring and simple girl.Her family was her everything . what would happen when these two poles apart personalities would get tangled together in a bond called forever❤️‍🔥 🥀🔱 #5 hatetolove #1 Chapter

❛ℓσνє ỉѕ ησт ѕσмєтнιηց уσυ, ցσ συт αηԃ ℓσσк ƒσя! ℓσνє ƒιηԃѕ уσυ αηԃ ωнєη ιт ԃσєѕ; яєαԃу σя ησт; ιт ωιℓℓ вє тнє вєѕт тнιηց тσ єνєя нαρρєη тσ уσυ❜ ❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎♥︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎❥︎❣︎ Khushi Kumari Gupta is a charming and kind-hearted girl who lives in Lucknow with her foster family. Despite being adored by her father and aunt, she does not receive the same love and affection from her mother and sister. Nevertheless, Khushi is always willing to do anything for her family, even though she knows they dislike her. However, their mistreatment of her has left her broken and emotionally scarred. She is constantly subjected to verbal abuse and has even faced an attempt on her life by her own family. This incident changed her life completely, as she unknowingly becomes the love and obsession of someone else. On the other hand, her foster sister Sheetal is the complete opposite of Khushi, being selfish and only caring about herself. In pursuit of her dreams of becoming a successful model, Sheetal runs away from her own wedding and betrays her boyfriend, Arnav Singh Raizada. To save their reputation in society, the Gupta family makes Khushi sit in the marriage mandap instead of Sheetal, leading to a significant turning point in Khushi's life. ꧁☘︎꧂꧁☘︎꧂꧁☘︎꧂ ꧁☘︎꧂ But, surprise... surprise... Even after learning that his bride was switched, the wealthy billionaire didn't show any signs of shock or anger. Instead, he proudly introduced her as his wife to the world. This is a story of undying love that began in childhood and transcended all obstacles. The billionaire's love for his childhood sweetheart was so strong that it endured even after she was tak

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This fanfiction follows after the events from the night when Arnav tried to force Khushi into marrying him. This fanfiction does not have a happy ending between the main characters.

Khushi is a mad girl who behaves like a small child. Lost her memory when she was 19. Arnav is a busy tycoon. A workaholic who doesn't have time for anyone. But is good at heart even if he might sound angry. What happens if they both meet each other?

The plot is a little different. Fanfic takes place after 2 months of Arnav and Khushi's remarriage. Anjali never loses her baby. what will happen when Arnav unexpectedly leaves for work and arrives at shantivan with an unexpected someone which leads to a heartbroken Khushi. Will this be the last of Arnav and Khushi? What will the reaction of the family? Who is this person? NOT YET PROOF READ!

Hey guys, I wrote this as two shots Story before and posted. I received lot of appreciation for this in FB and wattpad. Many readers requested me to write this as a short story. So here I am updating this new stories. Story line is different but the concept is same. Kindly support me and give your valuable feedback of the story.

This is the story of Pransh Rana and Pankhuri Grover. Pransh Rana - for whom marriage is nothing more than a compromise, and Pankhuri Grover - for whom marriage is the biggest dream of her life. Their story begins on the night of their wedding, where Pankhuri waits for Pransh the entire night... but he never comes. And when morning finally arrives, so does Pransh - but only to shatter Pankhuri's dreams with a harsh reality. What was the truth that broke Pankhuri completely? What will she do now? Will she be able to survive this marriage, or will their relationship end before it even begins?

Book 2 of "Arranged Marriage" Series Here is the story of a couple who were arranged to marry eachother. And lived together fighting, loving and caring. ✨She was the lightning to his thunderous life, which he never saw coming his way ✨He was the fragrance of love to her colourful life, which lacked it, which she never saw coming that too from her bestfriend's elder brother . . . . "DON'T FUCKING ACT IN FRONT OF ME....... YOU ARE SUCH A FUCKING FOOL THAT YOU THOUGHT I WOULD BELIEVE THIS ACT LIKE MY FAMILY DOES... BLOODY GOLD DIGGING BITCH...." he shouted at me holding my arms in a tight grip "What are you even saying?" I asked as I am hell confused and tried to yank my hand back but his grip tightened "You wanted money right? So you become a Raizada by marrying me..... But listen to me very fucking carefully...... YOU ARE NO FUCKING ONE TO ME. I WON'T EVER ACCEPT YOU AS MY FUCKING WIFE AND DON'T EVEN THINK OF EXPECTING ME TO ACT AS A HUSBAND BECAUSE I WON'T" he yelled I don't know what he is saying but I am not tolerating this thing. He even called me a bitch. My arms are also burning by his hold. I am angry now. I took a deep breath calming down myself and said, "I don't know what you are saying-" "Of course you won't..... You are such a naive and innocent girl after all.... YOU ARE A FUCKING GOLD DIGGER, A WOMAN WHO MARRIED SOMEONE FOR MONEY AND-" "ENOUGH!!!!" I yanked my arms from his hold and pointed my finger at him "I don't know what are you referring to but you can't fucking say whatever the fuck you want... SO BE IN YOUR LIMITS" I seethed and at the end raised my voice. His eyes darkened and in a swift motion he held my wrists and locked it behind my back and held my throat in a firm grip "Raise your voice at me again and see what happens next" he said against my face. No against my lips. His breaths fanning my face..... . . . . . Arrogant x Sweet CEO x Professor South Indian girl Strong female and male leads Grumpy x Sunshine