Velvet Tyrant Zavian Khan was not a man people questioned- he was a man they feared. Half Russian. Half Pakistani. Raised in a world where mercy didn't exist, he became something far worse than ruthless. A man whose name was whispered in the underworld like a warning. To the world, he is a powerful CEO-cold, controlled, untouchable. But behind closed doors, he is the storm no one survives. At thirty-two, he returns to Pakistan to take control of his father's legacy- and everything that comes with it. Roohi Sikandar, twenty-four, has never known what it feels like to belong. Orphaned at a young age, she was taken in by her uncle, Junaid Usman-her father's younger brother-and his wife, Farzana Junaid. But a roof over her head was the only kindness she was ever given. In that house, she was not family. She was a burden. Their daughter, Hira Junaid, treated her like she didn't exist. Their son, Sameer Junaid, made sure she never felt safe. And silence became her only defense. All Roohi ever wanted was escape. A job. A life of her own. But the day she steps into Zavian Khan's company, her fate changes- because she unknowingly walks into the world of a man who destroys everything in his path. Zavian has never spared anyone. Never shown mercy. Never felt anything that resembled love. Until her. But a man like him doesn't fall in love gently- and a girl like Roohi was never meant to survive a man like Zavian. Because when a tyrant chooses you... "YOU CAN'T ESCAPE."

In which a rebellious girl, the Nawab's sister, is forced to marry a Sardar who vows never to let her go, even as she makes it her mission to make him do so-a mission that might lead to the Sardar's downfall. Gulminay Mehrzad, the Nawab's sister, belongs to one of the most powerful families in the country. She always believed she was born to charm, to conquer and to destroy. And she had never lost, until a year ago. Vowing to never be a prey again, when she is forced into a marriage, Gulminay sets out to do what she does best: make her new husband break and fall to his knees so she can set herself free. But she soon finds out that he isn't like the men she played with before. He's infuriatingly calm, maddeningly gentlemanly, and the biggest shock: he's utterly immune to her looks and touch. In her quest for freedom, she risks losing something else.

For generations, the Khan and Qureshi families have been at war - their enmity flowing as endlessly as the river they fight over, and as fiercely as the land they claim. Blood has been spilled on both sides, but their code of honour never allowed harm to their women. Until one night, an alleged Khan attack on Qureshi land goes wrong. Aaliyah Arbaz Qureshi, the proud and fiery eldest daughter of the Qureshi household, is kidnapped in the chaos. She is later found by none other than Hashim Raza Khan, the heir of the rival family - and returned home. But in a world where honour is currency, her injured leg becomes a permanent mark, and the Qureshis demand blood in exchange for their daughter's dignity. The Khans refuse. Tensions threaten to ignite into all-out war... until a respected elder proposes the unthinkable: a marriage between Hashim and Aaliyah. The man accused of orchestrating the attack... and the woman whose life was shattered by it. To prevent further bloodshed, they agree. The nikkah takes place. An uneasy peace is born. But there is no trust. No friendship. And certainly, no love. Then, Aaliyah is sent abroad by her family, out of her husband's reach. Hashim, still young and bound by the politics of his elders, can do nothing. Seven years pass. When she returns, she finds the river still flows, the feud still simmers - and the man she married now a colder, sharper, and far more dangerous figure than the boy she left behind. Between them lies a marriage in name, a history of blood and betrayal, and a battlefield where politics, manipulation, and forbidden longing collide. In this war of hearts and honour... Love may be the most dangerous weapon of all.

"This marriage is nothing but a contract. Deal?" Her brown eyes bored into the canvas of his dark ones as she hovered over him with her hands clutching his shoulders tightly, putting all her weight on him, relying on him like an anchor she didn't want. "Deal!" He answered, harbouring her with his hands clasped around her waist. "You aren't allowed to touch me." "As if I'm dying." He loosened his grip around her and she fell right in his arms. --------------------------------------------------------- Highest ranking #4 in spirituality [13-10-2025] Highest ranking #1 in marriage-of-convenience [16-10-2025]