He married her. He loved someone else. She loved only him. Seven years of marriage. One child. Zero confessions. When the woman he once loved returns, everything Suhani tried to bury threatens to resurface. The truth. The heartbreak. The night that changed everything. But sometimes, love doesn't come with fireworks. Sometimes, it waits in silence-until the moment you finally look back. We hit ✨ #1 India #1 angstwithhappyending #1 trending #1 arrangedmarriage #1 secondchances #1 adorable #1 emotionalromance #1 marriage-of-convenience #1 loveaftermarriage #1 unrequited love #1 trianglelove #1 exgf #1 hidden love #1 heartbreaking #2 slowburnromance #2 grovel #2 familysecrets #2 slowburn #2 marriagedrama #2 desi #3 lovetriangle #3 other woman #4 womensfiction #5 pregnancy #6 adorable #7 Wattpad #7 womanpower #8 forcedmarriage #9 selfdiscovery © Kiara Gilbert. All rights reserved. This work is protected under DMCA and international copyright law. Do not copy, repost, translate, or adapt any part of this story without explicit written permission. Unauthorized use will result in immediate DMCA takedown notices, reporting, and, if necessary, legal action. I appreciate every genuine reader, please respect the time, effort, and creativity that went into this work.a-

My heart hammered against my chest as I saw who was standing infront of me. I thought I had enough time to flee, guess not. I looked behind his back intending to run through the door, away from his heated gaze. "Don't you dare." His voice still made me cower in submission, even after all these days. "I won't tell what happened between us to anyone, sir. Please, let me go." "Never. I don't fucking care even if the whole world knows about us." There was that stubborn, harsh edge in his tone that ended any protest before it could rise in my throat. I had to get out of here before he did something I would regret. "I told you to wait until I came back didn't I?" Yes, he did, but that was the only chance I had to run away from his shackles and I wasn't no fool to not take that chance. Even if I was regretting it now. "Nothing can happen-" "Strip." His command made my reasoning with him pause. "Wh-what?" I didn't mean to stutter, but I was also one second away from fainting on the velvety carpet. "You know it won't take me a second to tear that pretty dress off of your body, so don't make me come there." I knew he could tear it off without even getting one hair out of place. As it wouldn't be the first time he would be doing so. ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ [18+] Diamonds always stay hidden. It is us who have to find them.

New York city, In the sterile white walls of a hospital room, Victoria Blackwell's world collapsed with a photo of her husband of five years - Henry Blackwell with another woman. She was more shattered when her son - Jude Blackwell chose that woman as his new Mom. Heartbroken, Victoria decided to give up both the marriage and motherhood. She faked memory loss, demanded a divorce, and walked away - determined to rebuild her life from the ruins. After Victoria's departure, Henry was stunned. The woman who once loved him unconditionally had transformed into someone unrecognizable - confident, composed, and untouchable. Now, Henry is desperate to win her back. Jude clings to memories of his mother's warmth and begs for her return. They both want her back. But Victoria has learned one thing the hard way: sometimes love isn't enough-especially when it costs you yourself.

Once, she was his whole world - the one he promised to cherish forever. But when trust wavered and faith shattered, he turned his back on her, leaving her heart in ruins. What followed was unbearable - heartbreak, humiliation for sins she never committed, abandonment by her parents, and the cruel whispers of friends and neighbors. Unable to endure the torment or the betrayal of the man she loved most, she left everything behind - her home, her city, her country - determined to rebuild herself. Eight years later, she returns not as the fragile girl she once was, but as a strong, confident doctor - cold, composed, and unbreakable. Fate intervenes when she is forced to save the very man she once fled from - the man who had destroyed her, now lying on the brink of death. He had spent those eight years in regret, searching endlessly for the love he lost - only to find her when he least expected it. Now, given a second chance, he is determined not to lose her again. As he struggles to win back her heart, she battles with the scars of her past. Can he truly earn her forgiveness after such betrayal? Will she ever trust him again - or will the walls she built around her heart keep him out forever? Come, witness their journey - of pain, redemption, and love reborn against all odds.

✨They said innocence is fragile. A fleeting thing that shatters the moment you dare to dream of something forbidden. A forbidden feeling for the man who was now her brother-in-law. And feelings, no matter how carefully hidden, have a way of changing everything.✨

A silhouette. There. At the edge of her bed, no more than three feet away, seated on the only chair in the room. She blinked again. No. But there he was. Kim Taehyung. In her room. At 3:30 in the morning. Sitting too still, too comfortably-as if this were his space. The shadows danced around him, painting sharp lines along the ridges of his cheekbones, and his legs were crossed leisurely like he had been here for a while. And in his lap- Her dress. The dress. The one she bought after her first paycheck. A muted blush satin, simple, elegant... but expensive enough that she had hesitated for ten minutes before buying it. His long fingers were brushing the hem of it now, slow and possessive, like he was cataloguing its texture just to make her feel something. Y/N's mouth parted, but no sound came. She sat up slowly, blanket clutched to her chest. Her skin flushed with cold and confusion. "How-how did you come in?" He looked at her then. Eyes narrowing ever so slightly, as if she had asked the wrong question. "Your lock," he said, matter-of-fact. "Is a joke." She stared. His tone didn't change, but his gaze darkened, sharpening like a hunter with too much time. "You're practically inviting predators." He rose slowly-uncrossing those long legs, setting the dress down on the bed beside her, silk whispering across her sheets. Then, with the careful pace of a man completely sure of his control, he walked toward her. She didn't move. Couldn't. Taehyung crouched next to the bed. The distance between them collapsed in an instant. His nose brushed her cheek. His breath fanned across her neck. Then- "To rape you," Updates: 12AM ⚠️ Soft hearted, emotionally weak, cry easily, easily overwhelmed by emotions, believes in good in people, loves too deeply, too quickly, feels guilt like storm, breaks at smallest emotional roller coaster, f*cking stay away from this specific book! [Please read the HEAVY WARNING before continuing, you need your mental health, trust me!]

She loved him first. He loved her too late. In high school, Y/n was the sweet, innocent girl who fell for the cold, untouchable boxer, Jeon Jungkook. She confessed her feelings countless times-bringing him chocolates, small gifts, and endless smiles-only to face rejection after rejection. On his graduation day, he broke her heart for good, and she let him go. Five years later, Jungkook is a world champion, adored by millions but haunted by one regret-losing the only girl who truly loved him. Fate brings them back together when an injury leads him to her clinic. But Y/n has changed. She's built a new life, a new love... and no longer waits for him. Jungkook should have walked away. But he can't. When he discovers she belongs to someone else, his love turns dark, obsessive, unstoppable. He'll do anything to have her-manipulate, destroy, even protect her from the truth. And once he wins her back, he vows never to lose her again. Now married with children, Jungkook has given up fame for family. But behind the quiet, perfect life he's built is a love so fierce it borders on dangerous. Because once Jungkook has you... He never lets you go. ------------------------ Note-No one is allowed to report, copy, translate or hate on my story. No one is allowed to report my story. If you don't like it then just fuck off. No one's forcing you to read it. It's my hard work and I'd love you'all to support me not to give me negative vibes. Its a Fictional story, so please do not take it to your heart.

Kang Y/N never imagined her life would be sold off like a business deal. When her powerful family arranges her marriage to a man she's never met, she's forced to say yes to a name-Kim Taehyung-a complete stranger with a reputation that whispers through the underworld like a threat. She expects an old, ruthless man. What she gets is a dangerously handsome, cold-blooded Yakuza who has no room for weakness... but makes an exception for her. Thrown into a world of guns, luxury, secrets, and blood-soaked loyalty, Y/N struggles to understand the mysterious man she now calls husband. But the more she resists him, the more Taehyung is drawn to her fire. He may own the city... But she might just own his heart. In a marriage built on power, trust is lethal. And love? Even deadlier. #2 taehyungff (5/7) #1 taehyungff (7/7) #1 taehyung (8/7) #8 fanfic (9/7) #2 btsff (11/7)