Qurb-e-Naqaab (Closeness in Disguise) He is the nation's most captivating politician-silver-haired, scarred, and untouchable. She is a quiet librarian-bookish, dimples flashing, a woman who never expected her life to be rewritten overnight. A marriage born out of hurry places Nadia Ahmed in the orbit of Yahir Badar, a man adored by the public yet feared in silence. The closer she draws to him, the more she learns that his charm is a mask, his touch both protection and possession. In a world of power games, hidden enemies, and secrets buried deeper than graves, Nadia must decide whether love is her greatest refuge-or the sharpest trap of all. A tale of desire, deception, and dangerous closeness... where every glance burns, and every silence hides a secret.

.... am I that bad to be loved, wanted. I am an unwanted daughter, now i will be an unwanted wife. God what's your problem. Why am i so unwanted in this universe. kya likha hain apne meri kismat mein.. --- Jaanvi mittal A girl who has only seen pain and ignorance all her life . She was always an undesired , unwanted child of her parents . Her only dream is to have a happy family . She wants her happily ever after . "If happy ever after did exist I would be holding you like this ".... ------- ABHIMAAN RAJWANSH He was a every girl desire . His definition of love.....uhmmm............never mind. He loves his family and business more than any thing in this world. He can be rude sometimes . What happens when he is asked to marry a mere stranger by her mother sacchi mohabbat milna bhi , takdeer hote hain , bahut kam logo ke hathon mein ye lakir hoti hain.......... 𝒜𝓃 𝒾𝓃𝒹𝒾𝒶𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎 •under editing• [ Crossed10k views on 15 February 2022] STARTED: 4/11/21 ENDING: 12/2/22 Most impressive Rankings:🏅 #1- believe 12/1/22 #1- affection 12/1/22 #1-sadness 6/2/22 #1- loneliness 31/3/22 #2-generalfiction 14/3/22 #3-lovestory 1/5/22 #3-broken 9/2/22 #3- indianlovestory 10/3/22 #4-forced 18/2/22 #4- loveaftermarriage 4/4/22 #5-panic 5/3/22 #6- care 17/7/22 #8- cold hearted 4/4/22 #8- secret 17/7/22 #11- Wattpad 8/4/22 #20-arranged 4/4/22 #22- love 11/5/22 #23- hate 11/5/22 #46-romance 1/3/22 #30-family 8/7/22 #22 -unwanted 4/4/22 #70-depressed 11/5/22

❝Dupatta apne sar par karo,❞ he said in a low voice. Umul blinked. She frowned and looked up at him. ❝Kya?❞. ❝I said, dupatta apne sar par lo,❞ he repeated, this time with a little more stern edge to his tone. She looked at him, stunned... Who the hell does he think he is? ❁❁❁ She is 22... quiet, overlooked, and misunderstood by her own family. She lives as an invisible person. But a series of events slowly begins to pull her closer to her faith, to her Lord. He is 29... hardened by the world that has shown him some of its darkest sides. Pain and loss have turned his heart to stone. When they are forced into marriage, neither of them wants, will they find solace in each other, heal each other... or will their pasts tear them apart? ⁕⁕⁕⁕⁕ Trigger Warnings: This story contains themes that may be distressing to some readers, including suicidal thoughts, Implied/referenced suicide, graphic violence, vulgar language, and other mature content. Copyright ©2025 by Batool

••|4th in Arranged Series|•• Can be read as a standalone Seeing an annoying smirk over his gorgeous face, her whole body simmers with unscathed fire. "Hear me out carefully now," she murmurs, wanting to grasp his attention from his irritable phone to her. He raises a brow in confusion. "Since we are at it and we can't help but accept this arrangement, let's make some rules which you should put in your dumbass head as soon as possible. We can't go against---" He rolls his eyes. "Cut the slack and come to the point. I don't have a whole day for you." She folds her arms around her chest and scowls at him. "Rule no 1: You aren't going to call me by any lecherous nickname." He shrugs his shoulders. "I ain't dying to do that either. Get out of your high hopes." She glowers at his annoyance but again comes to the point. "Rule no 2: We aren't supposed to wear any kind of adornment which could portray as we are linked to one another." "Zero wish," he spats. "Rule no 3: If any of them would expect us to fulfill any demand, we should know our answer in response. We won't do anything which the other party doesn't want. It's all a drama. Do you understand?" She asks, wanting to confirm it. He nodded. "Understood. I have one ambiguity. Rules won't apply if we both want to break them. Right?" And it takes all her self-control not to land a spicy slap across this idiot smug's cheek. Start Date: 17.12.2024 End Date: 22:10.2025

Wearing that bridal dress again is a disaster for her because of the crippling guilt. He asks her to wear her nikkah dress if she wishes to meet her parents. Perhaps he is looking out to make a point to them that now she was his. He enters the room and finds her standing near the window, Cladded in her bridal dress which was enough as a mark to tell everyone that she is his. She turns around. For the first time today, he doesn't find the hatred seeping into his eyes for her. Instead, her shining green orbs seems hurt. "Why did you make me wear this dress again?" She inquires. He shrugs his shoulders confidently. "To make a point in front of your family that you are mine and no one, including them, is allowed to mess up with what's mine." "What am I supposed to do then?" "You are now going to stay at your parents's place till I get my own family to accept our nikkah, which they will do eventually. Then they will come to your house, meet your parents and we'll get married in a proper ceremony. You got a promise from me to get the status, respect, and honor of my wife from everyone, and you'll ultimately get that," he informs her truthfully. "What will you tell my parents about all this? And what am I supposed to inform them? And..." She trails off when something hit her mind. She quickly looks back at him. "Don't tell me that you will put the total blame on me. That...that I fled from my house to marry you." "I am not a coward who would ask a woman to leave whatever she had behind to marry me. I loved you openly. I married you openly too. And I'll make you get the status of my wife openly and fearlessly too. I ain't a scared loser who would hide myself behind a woman. I'll tell everyone the truth," he almost roars. She doesn't know why she liked whatever he spoke even though it is wrong on so many levels. Start Date: 06.06.2024 End Date: 23.11.2024

••|3rd in Arranged Series|•• Can be read as a standalone I always find myself getting mesmerized by him. And today is no different. As I come into the corridor leading to the swimming pool with his favorite fresh orange juice, I am stunned by the sight in front of me. Stun is perhaps a small word. I am shocked, surprised, dazed, hypnotized, and bewitched by it. Do I do something really good in a while? Maybe Allah sometimes gives you a ton even without that. My prayers, my fascination, and my mind has always been filled with him. No doubt, I was lucky enough to behold this scene. My blood gets frozen in my veins as it can't even bring a blush to my cheeks. I am in an enchantment. He just performs a butterfly stroke and the way his beautiful and muscular back contrasts with the blue water, makes my jaw drop. He finally gets done with his daily swimming time and comes out of the water. His wet hair is stuck to his scalp and forehead. The water is dribbling through his hair, eyelids, and attractive beard. My breath gets stuck in my throat when he sweeps his hair away by his veiny hands. Allah, this is too much. When he stands up, his bare, sturdy, and muscular chest was all I can see. He grabs the towel and dries his body with it. When he reaches near me, I mum. He is just in his swimming shorts, looking so handsome. He is in his full glory and that is my weak point. "Earth to, Glasses." He snaps his fingers in front of her face. "I know I am a sight to behold but your eyes might get tired like this." The blood finally starts moving again. A flush soon creeps on my cheeks as he takes the glass of juice from me which causes his fingers to brush against my hand. I am doomed. That is for sure. Start Date: 04.03.2024 End Date: 31.05.2024

"You?" She yells. "You feisty cat, look what have you done? You have teeth or cutters?" "And what the hell did you just do? You scared the hell out of me." She announces. "Because that stupid tongue of yours wasn't letting me act humanely towards you so I need to do that." He grabs her hand and drags her along with him, towards his car. "What do you think you are doing? Leave me." "Get inside the car quickly, " he orders. "I won't. What do you want from me?" "Answers. If you think I will let you go without having the answer to why you ignored me then that won't happen. Now get inside," he says in a low voice, completely opposite of me. "And do you think I will go with you? Never." I remove his hand from my wrist and rushes back but he again grabs my arm. "You jerk! I will shout and tell people you are kidnapping me," I try to punch his chest. He chuckles. "You will say your husband is kidnapping you? Wow!" This time, he succeeds in making her sit inside the car. "Tie the seatbelt, girl." "Unlock the car right now," she stressed in every word. "You are so stubborn," he sighs and bends towards me. As soon as he comes closer to me, I drag myself away from him, barely making myself stick to the door. He looks into my face as his hand grabs the seatbelt and pulls it in front of my body. He leans near to my face, his eyes never leaving mine, "but I can't help. I love this stubbornness of yours." 🌺Do read the sequel of Entangled Love "Far Away Love" on my profile. 💮 Featured in newlywrittenbooks' Roses are Red | Romance reading list. 💮 Featured in Rainbow Salt's | Best Ongoing Stories reading list. 💮 Featured in Wattpad General Fiction Finding Love | Romance reading list. 💮 Featured in Wattpad Romance | Featured Books reading list. 💮Featured in Wattpad Community Team | Romance reading list. 💮Featured in Wattpad Romance | Head Over Heels reading list. 💮 Featured in Wattpad free the POC. From 31.3.20 to 3

••| 1st in Arranged Series |•• Can be read as a Standalone. "Thank God, you took my call," he mumbled. "Why did you send that flower bouquet?" He fought the urge to chuckle at her troubled voice. "At least those flowers made you talk to me. May I know what I did to get this ignored treatment of you?" "Don't do such things and please don't call me again." She wanted to say this but her tongue refused to form those words. "I...I was just busy due to my studies that's why." She bit her tongue when she realized she had answered exactly the opposite of what she wanted to say. He sat up and glared at the phone's screen. So this kitten knew how to play hard to get? "Are you sure that's the only reason?" "No, I am telling the truth. I have exams in a few days. " "Ohh...so am I distracting you?" "I am sorry, I won't disturb you now." "No, no, you don't disturb me." Her heart came into her mouth at the consequences of his words. It was not easy to resist Ruhaan Sufiyan Ahmad. He himself knew it and it took Nisha Sikandar just two weeks to realize it. ____________________ Start Date: 30/04/2022 End Date: 09/06/2023

••|2nd in Arranged Series|•• Can be read as a standalone. "That was in a bad taste, Ishmal. You even hurt yourself in the process." She sniffed her nose. "I don't care about anything. I want to leave at any cost, Mr. Haider." A sinful smile came across his lips. "Try as much as you want, girl. You won't be getting any way out. So don't tire your beautiful brain by making plans to flee away because I will make all of them fail." "But you should also know that I will keep on trying till I get what I want," Ishmal muttered. Haider lessened the distance between them and touched her earring. Bringing his face near to her ear, he sniffed in the usual vanilla scent of her. "Then do that. I also won't get tired by making this more and more difficult for you," Haider grumbled and the living action of his words came quicker than any reaction when he pecked her earlobe. God, why did she have to show him that she was affected by all of these things that he did? He moved away from her and gave her a knowing look. "Isn't that what you wanted from the start? To divorce me. You should be happy that you are getting out of it before the time. You can label me to your family as you want. I don't really care," Ishmal said. "It's getting late. I have duty tomorrow and I need a good sleep. We'll talk about all this tomorrow," he announced and got up. "Now compensation for whose mistake I am doing? Perhaps Nisha." Ishmal's voice made him pause in his tracks. Haider curled his finger in a fist and turned around to face her. The sudden dark which invaded the black of his eyes made Ishmal almost jump out of her place. But that was the last straw. Her only resort to get freedom was by provoking him by using his ex. But did she do right? ~The enchanting moonlight was in their destiny either to make a match for them or to separate them apart ~ Start Date: 11.09.2023 End Date: 10.02.2024