Aarav Oberoi never made mistakes. At least, that's what he told himself. The sleek glass walls of Oberoi Enterprises gleamed under the harsh office lights, but inside the penthouse suite, the air felt thick - with tension, suspicion, and something darker. A confidential project, years in the making, had just been compromised. Millions lost. Trust shattered. And all fingers pointed to one person. Ruhi Sharma. His assistant. The one who had been with him through late nights and endless board meetings. The one he never thought could betray him. But the files had leaked. And in Aarav's eyes, betrayal was betrayal - no matter who wore the mask. He didn't pause to ask questions. He didn't look for proof. Because in the ruthless game of business, weakness was a luxury he couldn't afford. His decision was swift, brutal. He ruined her. Her career. Her reputation. Her future. Now, as the city lights flickered below his office window, Aarav felt a strange weight - not of triumph, but of something far heavier. Regret. Because the real traitor was still out there. And the woman he destroyed was innocent.

_____________________________________ ✨THE DEVIL I CALLED HUSBAND ✨ _____________________________________ Amisha (eleven, white kurta, black skirt brushing ankles, single thick braid swinging) appeared at the archway. Her eyes were huge, confused. "Kahan ja rahe ho aap?" She twisted the end of her braid. "Sab log aapko bye bolne aaye hain..." He didn't turn. "Foreign. Padhne." Her sandals scraped closer. "Kitne din?" No answer. "Wapas kab aaoge?" Still nothing. "Aap wahan kya padhoge? Maths? Woh pulley wala?" She tried a smile. "Mujhe bhi sikha dena jab-" "AMISHA, CHUP!" The roar exploded, raw, vicious. He spun, face twisted, eyes black fire. "KITNI BAAR BOLNA PADEGA? MUJHSE SAWAL MAT KAR! HAR BAAT MEIN MUJH PAR LATKTI HO JAISE KOI GADDI HO! MAIN JA RAHA HOON AUR TUMHARA KOI HAQ NAHI HAI ROKNE KA!" She froze, braid mid-swing. "SAMJHAA? TUM EK BOJH HO! SIRF RONA AATA HAI! MOTI, CHOTI, BEWAQoof LADKI! MAIN YAHAN SE NIKAL RAHA HOON AUR TUM MERE LIYE KUCH BHI NAHI HO! KUCH BHI NAHI!" Each word was a slap. He stepped closer, towering. "AGAR EK AUR SAWAL KIYA NA, TOH AAJ HI IS HAVELI SE NIKALWA DUNGA! JAO! ABHI! MUJHSE DOOR!" Silence cracked open. Amisha's face drained white, then flooded crimson. Her lips parted-no sound. Tears spilled, instant, silent, huge. She turned. Ran. White kurta flashing like a ghost down the corridor, braid whipping behind her like a broken rope. Sobs tore out of her throat (sharp, animal, terrified). Abhiraj stood rooted, chest heaving. The courtyard blurred. His own voice echoed back, monstrous. He punched the pillar once-hard. Knuckles split. Please read whole story.male lead have a really good character development This story is from 2000's era.but it will be not that old time one okay there will be still some moment which shows that this family have mind okay.enjoy!!

IM ASHAMED OF THIS BOOK DONT READ IT ITS SO BAD PLEATHE IM BEGGING U 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒖𝒔 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎༄ ✰Byler/Elmax au ✰There's no Upside Down or Eleven with powers in this AU ✰Season 2 contains reddie (kinda) ✰MAIN STORY: Completed [11 chapters] ✰SEASON TWO (Lovers Quarrel): Completed [13 chapters] ✰Highest rankings: #1 on byler [10/11/19] #1 on elmax [26/02/20]

This is the completed third installment to the Closer Trilogy! ..... It was impossible. The thought of Henry was ever present on my mind. Some days it was faint and small, like a whisper in the dark. And on other days, it was insufferable like nails screeching across a chalkboard. But nevertheless, Henry was always on my mind, even if I wasn't thinking about him. Every day, every hour, every minute. Through every heart beat. ..... *** Trigger Warning: Intended for audiences 18 and older. Contains situations some readers might find objectionable. *** Book 3 of the Closer Trilogy, a Dark Romance NO TRANSLATIONS!! A Henry Cavill Fanfiction

What if Eleven had said yes? This is a work created with lots of love (AND FEELINGS). As I start to post it today, I will post five chapters in a row. From now on, I will update every Wednesday. Please bear in mind that English isn't my native language, but I'm trying my best. ________________________________________ Story: @narrativeowl Art: @_afterblossom_ Cover design: @_franartz English translation: Edu (best husband in the whole word, I love you). English proofreading: @fav_littleleaf Here, have a playlist to cry while you read: https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLjv8UlP2RJ9WBFlfIjaxLPxUhjZy-BAy_

Chandini has always been the girl people overlook-gentle, traditional, and painfully submissive. Her kindness makes her easy to use, and years of being taken advantage and a hard life have taught her to stay quiet, keep her head down, and never ask for anything. She flinches at raised voices, apologizes even when she's not at fault, and moves through life as softly as possible to avoid being hurt again. When her father dies, she is bound by his final business agreement: marriage to Stefan Vitello. Stefan is everything Chandini was not. A powerful, dominating, self-made architect whose presence is enough to silence a room. He speaks little, commands effortlessly, and expects obedience without having to raise his voice. Around him, Chandini feels smaller than ever-terrified to disappoint, terrified to draw attention, terrified of him. She tends to his home with quiet devotion, follows his clipped instructions without hesitation, and avoids meeting his eyes. Stefan never explains himself, never softens, never reveals what he truly thinks of his fragile, trembling wife. But he watches. He notices every flinch, every whispered apology, every moment she tries to make herself invisible. Hi guys I'm currently working on this and will try to update as frequently as I can! Read to follow along with their story!

Heer sharma, a smart and intelligent girl who lives with her mother, and has no idea about her father. What will happen when one day , she has to live with her father's family which has her step mother and 6 half brothers, because her own mother had the last stage cancer and cant survive anymore? How will Heer manage to live in that house? TROPES~ High school romance 6 Protective Half brothers Bad boy x good girl Best friend's sisterxBrother's best friend He fell first and harder No bullying 12th x 11th Rom-com Bold girl Backbencherxtopper Family love

𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐈𝐓,, a romance/horror fic where sweet (Y/N) henderson meets a strange man who goes by the name of mr whatsit. highest ranks!! 1 #jamiecampbellbower 1 #peterballard 1 #henrycreel 1 #001 trying to update every day!!!! ongoing

𝖨𝖭 𝖶𝖧𝖨𝖢𝖧: 𝖺 𝖻𝗈𝗒 𝗀𝗈𝖾𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝗂𝖾𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝗍𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝖽𝗈 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗍𝗈 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗂𝗆, 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 𝖾𝗇𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝗌𝗍 𝖾𝗑𝗉𝖾𝖼𝗍𝖾𝖽. 𝗂𝗍'𝗌 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝖺𝖻𝗅𝗒 𝖺 𝗆𝗂𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗅𝖾? 𝗈𝗋 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝖻𝗅𝖾𝗆? 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖽 𝗈𝗎𝗍. 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘦: 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱! ✔ 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰: 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱! ✔ 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦: 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱! ✔ 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳: 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗱! ✔ 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦: 𝙨𝙤𝙤𝙣...✍︎︎ 𝗈𝖼 𝗑 𝗀𝗇!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

◇◇◇◇ Deep within Hawkins Lab, 000 has known nothing but cold experiments and isolation - until 001. He's dangerous, relentless, and the only person who makes her feel something she can't understand. As the lines between control and freedom blur, their connection threatens to consume them both. ◇◇◇◇ 『 henry creel/001 x female!oc 』 『 alternate universe/follows major events of henry's story, but not entirely 』 『 long chapters 』