📚Crack and Crease - Cracks demand repair. Creases demand heat. Not all damage screams. Some of it settles. 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar & Vamika Mittal 🖤 Jaiveer Jahagirdar was not broken by loss, he was cracked by it, and like tempered glass, he learned to stand sharper at the edges. Vamika Mittal carried her crease like precision not damage, just a permanent line where softness used to lie. Yugveer Jahagirdar, 1.5 years old, he didn't see cracks or creases - only arms that held him. 🩶🩶🩶 He was raised in corridors where power never trembled - a son taught that weakness is louder than loss. She learned early that love can bruise without leaving proof - a woman who folds her scars into sharp edges. 🔥 Jaiveer Jahagirdar carries fracture like inheritance. Vamika Mittal wears restraint like silk over steel. 🔥 Their families built empires that refuse to bow. Their names have stood on opposite sides of contracts for decades. ⚔️ He protects what's his. She controls what she builds. ⚔️ They meet across a table neither trusts. No promises. No peace. Just leverage. Because steel doesn't bend easily. And pride doesn't forgive quietly. 👑 Legacy carved their surnames. Damage shaped who they became. But somewhere between the crack and the crease - something refuses to stay folded. 👑 🕊️ Tropes 🕊️ Enemies to Lovers Corporate Rivals Single Father Divorced FMC Billionaire / Industrial Dynasty Slow Burn Power Couple No Cheating Protective Father Child Softens the War

𝕀 𝕕𝕚𝕕𝕟'𝕥 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞, 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕕 𝕙𝕚𝕞 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕒𝕦𝕤𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕠𝕣𝕝𝕕 𝕝𝕖𝕗𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕟𝕠 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕕𝕠𝕠𝕣.............. She was forced to marry a man twenty years older, her future decided without mercy. But minutes before the vows, the groom vanished. In his place stood a stranger - a man just as trapped as she was. A marriage neither of them chose... yet both were forced to live. ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋ Arnav Singh Rajvansh 28 year old (ORPHAN) CEO of the biggest empire THE RAJVANSH EMPIRE have biggest secret Cold for everyone... doesn't believe in love and affection... just a waste of time for him Focused on work... only work Ishita Rao 23 year old Just graduated Lived with uncle, aunt, and elder cousin bro... Never got love, just torture and hate for crimes she never committed What will happen when both of them are forced into a marriage- One who doesn't know how to love, and one who has never been loved? ‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ ⊹ .₊๋‧₊ ˚ ⊹ ࣭ ⭑ . ₊ __Tropes__ ° Forced Marriage ° CEO × future CEO ° Slow Burn Romance ° Cold x sunshine ° Romance. ° Arranged Marriage 1/2/2026- #6 in ALPHAMALE 1/3/2026-#51darkromance 1/4/2026-#115 in enemiestolovers 1/5/2026-#93 in possessive 1/6/2026-#151 in possessive 1/7/2026-#97 in enemiestolovers 1/8/2026-#13 in slowburnromance 1/9/2026-#141 in possessive 1/10/2026-#38 in arrangedmarriage 1/11/2026-#8 in slowburnromance 1/12/2026-#5 in arrangedmarriage 1/15/2026-#35 in billionaireceo

" Tara, I can give you everything you want in this world and you are the only woman I have ever been together. Marry me, Tara " Avinash spoke his eyes boring into hers and his hand holding her waist. Sitara stepped close to him with their chest pressed gently and she looked into his eyes with the same intensity. " I have everything you are ready to offer me Avinash but you are not ready to give me what I actually want and I lack in my life. Love.. All I want is love, Will you love me ? " Tara asked him placing her palm over his chest. Avinash, 29 years old, cold hearted billionaire love his business, love his grandmother, love being in solitude... There are so many things that he love but the only thing that he hate in his life is Love.. He loathed the word love, he swore to never fall in love. Sitara, 25 years old, heir to her billionaire dead mother. She owned everything yet lived life of a simple girl basking in the love of her grandmother, cocooned in her arms. She never believed in anything as much as she believed in love. She wanted someone to love her just like the prince charming from the stories of her grandmother. A night changes both their lives and Avinash propose her to be his contract girl friend with all conditions agreed except for love in it. Join me in whirlwinding chemistry of Avinash and Sitara...

Anvi Datta (26) is a billionaire who runs a global empire of elite pubs, casinos, and high-end restaurants. The only daughter of the Datta family after four generations, she is deeply devoted to her family and would do anything to protect them. Within her home, she is a cherished princess-but outside, she is known as "Viper," a ruthless businesswoman and deadly combat fighter feared in the underworld. Yugansh Sisodhia (34) is a multi-billionaire who controls major pharmacological companies and high-end restaurants. Admired and feared alike, he is also the ruthless mafia king of Spain's underworld. Orphaned at fifteen after a tragic car accident, Yugansh took over his father's business and built it into a powerful empire. Since losing his family, he has never smiled again-cold, merciless, and keeping everyone at a distance.

The jerk's eyes widened in disbelief. "Don't tell me she's our classmate." My eyes mirrored his shock. "Wait, what? He's our classmate?" I asked, my voice laced with disbelief. Aleena nodded. "Yes, he's Avyaan Parekh." I couldn't believe it. "Well, well, well," Avyaan said, a smug smile spreading across his face. "Looks like we're going to be seeing a lot more of each other, NI-TI-KA" I rolled my eyes, my mind racing with witty comebacks. But before I could respond, Aleena intervened. "Okay, let's not make a scene here. We have classes to attend" I nodded, grateful for the rescue. As we walked away, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Avyaan. He was still smirking, his eyes gleaming with amusement. I made a sign with my hand, like I was going to punch him, and raised an eyebrow in a threatening gesture. Avyaan just smiled lazily and twisted his finger near his forehead, like he was screwing an invisible light bulb. The universal sign for "you're crazy".

She argued like it was a sport. He flirted like losing was part of the game. The worst part? Everytime she got mad, he fell a little harder.

Ikroor Shehgal, 26 the iron-willed heiress of the Shehgal empire. Raised to be unbreakable, she is the perfect successor to Shehgal Industries, cold, precise, and untouchable. Beneath the polished façade of legality, she secretly reigns as the silent queen of a hidden cannabis empire, ruling the weed kingdom without mercy. She speaks little, feels less - at least that's what the world believes. Her parents receive nothing beyond necessary words, while only her dadi holds the key to the fragile pieces of her heart. She despises her younger sister, seeing weakness where she was taught strength. Emotionless by design... yet somewhere in the shadows of her guarded soul, Ikroor quietly longs for a love she was never allowed to have. Agastya Raghavan, 32 the golden heir of the powerful Raghavan dynasty. To his parents, he is their flawless prince - gentle, obedient, and impossibly composed. To the world, he is a ruthless nightlife magnate, ruling casinos and shadowed empires with a single calculated glance. Calm. Strategic. Untouchable. Beneath his legal throne lies a darker truth - the unseen mastermind of a feared international syndicate, merciless in power and betrayal. He does not forgive. He does not forget. But behind closed doors, for the few he loves, Agastya is warmth wrapped in steel - fiercely protective, quietly possessive, and devastatingly loyal. He does not give his heart easily. But when he does... it is forever.

COMPLETED Their first meeting wasn't fate. It was war. Boardrooms turned into battlegrounds. Press conferences into veiled attacks. Every time Vihaan tried to corner her brand, Shradda retaliated with strategy, sarcasm, and sheer brilliance. They hated each other with a passion so intense it bordered on obsession. Then came the deal. A contract marriage-cold, calculated, and mutually beneficial. No love. No feelings. No interference in each other's lives. This was never meant to be a love story. But some wars don't end in victory. They end in surrender.

He took a step closer, lowering his voice just enough for her to hear. "Then name your price, Miss Rawal." The air between them turned razor-sharp. Everyone waited - stunned, breathless - for Arisha's reply. Her lips curved, not in amusement but in challenge. "Your whole worth," she said slowly, "is not even close to my price." ______________________________________ "Possession isn't optional... it's destiny." He is the King of Rajasthan-powerful, feared, and untouchable. She is the girl no one ever noticed... until fate threw them together. In a world of royal expectations, family secrets, and dangerous rivals, their hearts collide, igniting a passion neither expected. But can love survive when every glance, every decision, and every secret is under scrutiny? Will Arisha win the king's heart... or will the shadows of the past tear them apart before their story even begins?

╰┈➤ 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ⋮ ⌗𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ✧˖°𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘦𝘥.°˖✧ Two rivals. One deal. A marriage neither asked for. Samaira Kapoor and Siddharth Tripathi are anything but compatible - sharp-tongued, ambitious, and dangerously competitive. When a high-stakes business merger demands a "power couple," they agree to a marriage of convenience to secure the deal... and keep their families satisfied. What begins as a strategic arrangement slowly unravels into something far more complicated. Beneath boardroom politics and cold stares lie hidden truths, buried pasts, and a spark neither of them expected. In a world full of secrets, can trust be negotiated? Or will love be the costliest clause in their contract?