When italian mafia falls in love with an indian singer The sound of his phone ringing makes me back away as I look at his phone lying on his bed. But he grips my jaw forcing me to look back at him. "Focus on me." He says as his lips starts peppering kisses along my jaw. "But your phone..." "Leave it." He says his voice having that timber making me more wet. He places a kiss at the junction of my neck and shoulder. I sigh and lean into him enjoying this way too much. His hand holding me up moves down and cups my ass while the other grazes my breast ever so lightly in a feather touch. I bite my lip to stop my moan threating to escape as he continues his ministrations, moving his fingers lightlty around my nipple making them hard as now they can be felt through the clothing. ........................................ He didn't knew her name nor did he saw her face. All he heard was her mesmerizing voice. The voice which had the power to soothe him, to make his thoughts still and his heart skip a beat. That's how beautiful her voice was and after hearing her all he wanted was to have her for him, to have her sing only for him. She lit a dark desire in him which made him yearn for her without even knowing anything about her.

This story is about the relationship of a brother and sister,more than a sister she was his first daughter,no one loved her more than him,he supported her in every ups and downs but when she decided to get married to someone who he didn't really approve but agreed for her happiness.The boy broke her once,he disagreed to give him second chance but agreed for his sister's happiness. What will happen when he gets to know that the boy broke her again and this time beyond repair??What will be his reaction?What will he do to the boy?will someone can make her fall in love again?

" I can't ... I can't stay away from you jaan" He pressed the photo to his chest, "You think I will give up? That I will forget you?"His voice dropped to a dark whisper "No, Tara. You are not something I can lose." He kissed the photo's surface his lips trembling. "You do not get to decide for both of us. You are mine. Tum meri thi, hao .. aur rahogi." (You were mine, you are mine... and you'll always be mine.) He threw back the last of the alcohol, the bottle clinking against the wall and shattering into a thousand pieces. . . Story of dev and tara

We weren't in love. We were an inferno-ruthless, consuming, the kind of fire that left nothing but smoke and scars. Vikram was my first kiss, my first time, my first taste of forever. And he was the first boy who ever made me fear the way love could bruise. One look in his eyes and I saw my father's madness staring back at me. So I did the only thing I could-I ripped us apart before he could ruin me too. But Vikram never let me walk away clean. He made sure I bled for it. He fucked his way through half the class, made me watch him turn cruel, made me choke on the ashes of what we used to be. He made me watch him become everything I hated. And still, I loved him like a fool. Still, I gave him one rule-don't touch her. The girl who made my life a living hell. The one betrayal that would cut me deeper than all the rest. And he did it anyway. That was the day I buried whatever soft, stupid love I had left for him. That was the day I decided Vikram Chauhan could burn alone. Now he's back in my life. Older. Colder. Dangerous in ways even he wasn't before. And he's looking at me like I'm still his, like the years and the ruin mean nothing. But he doesn't get to set me on fire twice. Too bad, Vikram. This time, it's not happening.

Ayaat × Shahmeer ( Also can be read as a standalone novel) Top-1 in India . . . . . . . . . "Let me make this clear from the very beginning-" But she interrupted. Lifting her veil slowly, She faced him. Her tone was calm, but her soul trembled behind her words. "I don't have any expectations from this bond," she said steadily. "You've given me your name-that's enough. You'll always be my sister's husband. I'm not here to demand a place in your life. I know exactly where I stand." He watched her, caught off guard by her sudden fire yet nodded. "Good. That saves us both the trouble. And Stick to that. Because I won't tolerate promises you can't keep." He said sharply. Her scent lingered between them...a soft, familiar trace of coconut. He took a small step back, as if her presence had caught him off guard. As if it stirred something he wasn't ready to face-something unsettling, achingly familiar... and utterly forbidden. ★★★★★★★★★★★ When two broken souls, Ayaat and Shahmeer, are bound by an unwanted marriage, they treat each other as nothing more than a forbidden past. Grief, guilt, duty, hate.. defines their bond... until fate begins to rewrite their story. They fall.....slowly, unknowingly, and effortlessly. But will they remain shackled by hate, guilt? Or will they finally allow themselves a chance to live... and love again? Troupes: Arranged Marriage, Second Marriage, Brother in law, Twin sisters, Billionaire, Slow burn, Heartbreak, Trauma, Obsession, Romance, Hate-Love, Baby, Grumpy × Sunshine, Businessman × Designer, Healing each other, Mature themes, Second Chance. ⚠️Content Warning : This story contains Mature Themes. Details will be found inside💗

Katha was only 25 when she chose her daughter over her husband. Vedant wanted a son. When Vedika was born, he withdrew-never holding her, never celebrating her, never seeing her as more than a burden. So Katha did what generations of women were told not to- she divorced him. She left. She walked away from silence, from a loveless marriage, and from a house that never saw her daughter. She returned home to Kashi, hoping to rebuild something soft, safe, and loving for Vedika. What she didn't expect... was Rudraksh Thakur. Her first love. Her ex boyfriend. The boy who broke her. Now a man who won't stop fighting to earn her back. Where Vedant failed, Rudraksh rises. As a father to Vedika. As a lover to Katha. Because no matter what time took from him-she was always his. But after everything.. he did to her in the past... Will Katha be able to give him a second chance? Will Katha let herself be loved again-by the man who once shattered her? **** "Rudraksh... I have a daughter..." Katha whispered against his lips. His hand slid to her bare waist beneath the saree, pulling her closer, his lips brushing against her neck. Slowly, he began to kiss her there. She gasped, but he didn't stop. "No, Katha..." he murmured, voice low and certain. "Vedika is our daughter." Tropes: • Single Mother x First love • Second Chances • Obsessive but Soft Hero • Small Town / Kashi Romance • Old school Romance

｡⁠◕⁠‿⁠◕⁠｡ 𝗔𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗸𝗮: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘬. 𝘛𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘜𝘯𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘥𝘤𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦. ᴀᴀʀɪᴋᴀ has lived her life as nothing more than a burden. Born into a family that only wanted a son, she was locked away in a mansion, kept away from the world. Her parents shower their love on her younger brother, Aarav, while she is treated like an outcast, beaten and neglected. At the age of five, Aarika's world became the cold walls of her mansion, with no escape and no hope. Her dreams were crushed, her heart broken. She knows nothing of the outside world, and nothing about love. Enter ʀᴀʏᴀɴꜱʜ ᴍᴀʜᴀᴅᴇᴠᴀɴ- the powerful, heartless mafia king who controls everything in his path. To him, money, power, and control are all that matter. Women? He hates them. His past has molded him into someone who trusts no one, especially not a woman. Rayansh has seen the ugliest sides of life, and it has turned him cold and ruthless. No one dares to cross him-until he meets Aarika. She is the last thing he expects: weak, broken, and completely unaware of who she is. But there is something about her-something that calls to the darkness within him. Rayansh wants to own her, break her, and make her his. And Aarika? She is terrified, trapped between a monster of her own and a man who wants nothing more than to possess her. But nothing is as it seems. Can a broken girl and a cold-hearted mafia lord find a twisted kind of love? Or will their painful pasts destroy them both? ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: Dark themes, abuse, and triggering content. This story is not for the faint-hearted. 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝙷𝚎𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚝𝚜

She was a widow, a mother, and a woman who never asked for a second chance. He was the King of Jaipur, a man who ruled empires with power in his veins and scars in his heart. When Meera's groom runs away on the day of her wedding, whispers threaten to drown her family in shame. But fate twists cruelly, and Aryan Singh Rathore-cold, commanding, and unwilling-becomes her husband. Not out of love, not even out of duty, but out of compulsion. "To me, you're just a namesake wife," he warns, his eyes carrying the weight of a past he refuses to reveal. Caught between the innocence of her little daughter and the arrogance of a man who despises the very idea of marriage, Meera must learn to survive in the gilded cage of the Rathore mansion. But what happens when forced vows begin to stir emotions neither of them expected? Can a reluctant king and a broken queen find love in a marriage built on nothing but duty?

Her life was a mess from very beginning even when she had a big family with parents, grand parents and siblings she was still alone far away from her family...whom she loved the most...our dear most Sanvi Mehra the youngest daughter of Mehra's. Returned back after 14 years to her family.... completed her Masters in Business Administration in London...a bright student currently joined the Mehra & Corp... doesn't believe neither love nor friendship... . . Ekam Vikranth Khurana the youngest son of Khurana's who has built his own business empire....The CEO of EKAM Industries...love his family to no extent but stopped showing up his emotions and feelings due to certain incidents...completed his Masters in New York from where his whole world became up side down...he doesn't believe in love having a lot of anger issues even being the youngest among the Khurana's all of them tend to be quite when his is burning in anger...the only one who knows all of his secrets is Abhiman Raj Sanghvi his brother than a friend...the only hire of Sanghvi industries....a very succesful young business, a billonaire CEO who is a family friend of Khurana,s....He lost his family at a very young age and the Khurana's treat as their own son so as he do...same as his friend even he doesn't believe in love but is married to Sakshi Thakur....a marriage of convenience.... . . . what was the reason Saanvi was sent for a long 14 years far away from her loving family....what happened that made her not to trust anyone neither in friendship or love... what happened in New York that changed Ekam's Life completely.... when he doesn't believe in love or relationship why did Abhimaan get married.... . . To know what had happened and what will happen please read this first book of mine....

Dakshita Verma only came to the wedding to help out-a simple girl, a schoolteacher at an orphanage, content with her quiet life. But fate had a different plan. On the day of the wedding, the bride runs away. Chaos erupts. Honor is at stake. Reputations on the line. And standing quietly in a corner is Akshit Sinha-a reserved, autistic groom who had agreed to this arranged marriage after much persuasion. But now, he stands alone at the mandap, eyes blank but heart silently shattered. To save both families from disgrace, a shocking decision is made-Dakshita is asked to take the runaway bride's place. Married within minutes to a man she's never met... To a soul misunderstood by many... Dakshita enters Akshit's silent world with nothing but faith. But as days unfold, she finds herself drawn to his quiet strength, his subtle gestures, his wounded yet loyal heart. What begins as an accident of fate becomes a slow, emotional journey of love, trust, and healing. Will this accidental marriage bloom into something real? Or will their hearts stay strangers forever?