When a cold, ruthless billionaire crosses paths with a middle-class girl who believes in love more than money, their worlds collide. He hides his pain behind power. She hides her strength behind simplicity. In a storm of secrets, pride, and unexpected love - will she calm his chaos, or be destroyed by it?

Two strangers. One arranged marriage. And a love that arrived slowly... softly... in gestures, in silences, and in moments no one else ever noticed. Shivika Verma has always lived just a little behind the curtain-compared, overlooked, unseen. Prerit Sabbarwal has always carried the weight of being the eldest-responsible, ambitious, expected to never falter. When their families arranged their marriage, neither felt ready. But life has a quiet way of teaching that love isn't loud or dramatic... it's tender, unhurried, and real. They were strangers bound by promise, not choice. Yet in the small, everyday moments-- the shared silence, the hesitant glances, the warmth of eachother... something unspoken began to bloom. Some love stories ignite with sparks. Theirs began with a quiet that pulled them closer... and kept them there. Dedicated: To every girl who craves a guy who will baby her softly- who will listen, hold, cherish... and love her gently, without asking her to be anything more than herself.

"तुझे जीत-जीत हारूं... ये प्राण-प्राण वारूँ... हाय ऐसे मैं निहारू...तेरी आरती उतारूं... तेरे नाम से जुड़े हैं सारे नाते..." (Saiyyan) Love that's sacred. Loyalties that are tested. Secrets that can shake nations. In the glamorous heart of Milan, beneath the glint of fashion and fame, lies a covert mission threatening to tear the world apart. Shivaang Shrivastav, a RAW agent operating under the guise of a textile exporter, is on the hunt for a deadly terror-financing network hidden within Europe's elite. But fate throws him into the path of Ruhi Verma, an aspiring designer with a heart full of dreams and a past she's trying to forget. What begins as a forced arrangement slowly turns into a bond neither of them saw coming. Between stolen glances, shadowed enemies, and whispered betrayals, their story unfolds - a tale of love blooming amid lies and hearts beating beneath bulletproof vests. Rati: His Operation Forever is not just a mission. It is a vow. To protect. To serve. And to love, even when everything else demands otherwise. Ranking: #1 in secretidentity #1 in undercovermission #5 in spyromance

I was just 5 when my world turned upside down, the day I lost my maa. That moment marked the beginning of a nightmare I never thought I would endure. Suddenly, I was trapped in a hell of loneliness and despair, where each day felt like an eternity. I would pray to Kanha ji, wishing for an end to my suffering, begging him to take my breath away. In my darkest moments, I would whisper to my maa, asking her to come back and take me with her, to rescue me from the pain that consumed my life. As the years dragged on, I felt invisible, drowning in sorrow, until he came into my life. He wasn't a knight in shining armor or a romantic hero; he arrived like a storm, fierce and unrelenting. He took me against my will, but in a way, he became my savior. A man who was known for his hatred towards women, yet somehow, he pulled me from the depths of my despair. His presence was complex-a blend of darkness and protection, a contradiction that both terrified and intrigued me. With him, I discovered a different kind of strength. Though he was cold and distant, I felt a flicker of hope. I realized that my fight for freedom was intertwined with his own struggles. I was determined to break through the walls he had built around himself, to understand the man behind the mask of cruelty. I'm Piya, and this is my story of survival, resilience, and the quest for my own voice. It's a journey through pain and healing, a testament to the strength that lies within. I refuse to be a prisoner of my past, and I will rise from the ashes to reclaim my life. ~HER LOVE IS A SILENT MELODY THAT RESONATES IN CORNER OF HIS HEART~ THANK YOU❤

𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐀 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐃𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐇𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞???

Sometimes, love doesn't come with grand gesture it comes with comfort, safety, and a hand that never lets go.

•𝘈𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘰𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳•

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

She loved him from the very moment she understood what love truly meant. For Raanvi, her heart beat only for Vanshit-the prince of Udaipur, her impossible dream and her one true devotion. But while she silently nurtured this love, he remained unaware. Fate carried him abroad for six long years, and when he returned... he wasn't alone. A mysterious girl walked beside him, shattering Raanvi's world in a single glance. Who is this girl who now holds a place at the prince's side? What role does destiny play when a commoner dares to love the man destined to be king? Between loyalty and heartbreak, silence and longing, duty and desire- will Vanshit ever see the depth of her devoted love? Or will Raanvi's heart remain forever unspoken, waiting for a miracle that may never come?

Marriage wasn't supposed to feel like this. For five months now, Abhira had been living in the same house, under the same roof, carrying the same surname as his wife-yet she still felt like a stranger in Dheer Ranawat's world. She was a doctor, young and determined, who had learnt to build herself again after losing her parents. He was an IPS officer, stern and disciplined, who had already locked away his emotions long before their forced marriage had even begun. On their wedding night, his voice had been steady, almost cold, when he told her, "Don't expect anything from this marriage. I don't have time for feelings, and my mind doesn't allow me to love." And since then, he kept his word. Every day she tried-small smiles, little gestures, quiet conversations that went unanswered. Every day he ignored, burying himself in work, in duty, in the walls he had built around his heart. To the world, they looked like husband and wife. To each other, they were just... coexisting. Yet, in the silence between them, in the unspoken words, in the way his eyes sometimes lingered on her before he turned away, and a question kept haunting both of them's heart: Kya mujhe pyaar hai...?