She doesn't speak. Not because she doesn't want to... But because the world took her words away when she was young. 𝐑𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐲 has lived her life in quiet obedience. A quiet village girl raised in innocence and traditions. Her thoughts locked behind a veil of silence. 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐝𝐚 is everything she's never known... calm, dignified and unexpectedly protective. He's a city man, born of wealth, power, and a family that commands respect. Their marriage is arranged, their worlds apart, yet destiny has a way of weaving hearts together. In a house full of expectations, whispered glances and unspoken emotions become their language. And sometimes, silence speaks louder than words. ❤ 𝑽𝒆𝒊𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝑺𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 - the first book in the 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬. where love finds its voice even when hearts are muted. ♡✿♡ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 ✧ 𝐕𝐞𝐢𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 ♡✿♡ ↪Mute fl ↪Arranged Marriage ↪He Fell First... and Harder ↪Age Gap Romance ↪Strong Yet Soft Female Lead ↪Possessive & Protective Male Lead ↪Soft Romance + Dark Romance ↪Village Girl × City Man ↪Family Drama ↪Patriarchal Family × Traditional but Modern Family

She was six years older than him, his best friend's sister, and completely off limits. But 𝐑𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚 had never cared about limits. 𝐈𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐮𝐤𝐡's life was built on responsibilities, teaching at a school, carrying the weight of a broken family, and hiding her scars behind a quiet strength. To her, Rihan was nothing more than her younger brother's spoiled best friend... a boy she had practically watched grow up. But to him, she was everything. The first crush that turned into an obsession. The forbidden desire he refused to let go of. The one person he wanted to claim, even if it meant crossing every line. She thought he was too young, too reckless. He was determined to prove he was the only man who could love her the way she deserved, possessively, dangerously, completely. ~~~ "Please... Rihan, stop," Her voice trembled, nervous and uneven as her back hit the cold wall. His body pressed against hers, his warmth invading every inch of her space. Her chest rose and fell in fast breaths, her lips parting as he pinned her wrists above her head with one strong hand. "Stop?" He growled, his mouth brushing dangerously close to her ear, sending shivers racing down her spine. "Why should I stop, 𝘐𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘫𝘪? You didn't stop him when he touched you." His voice was thick with jealousy, edged with anger and possession. His grip on her waist tightened, pulling her flush against his chest. She gasped, her heartbeat thundering when his lips hovered over her jawline, grazing her skin in a slow, heated tease. Her breath hitched, betraying her even as her words tried to resist him. "Rihan..." she whispered, her voice breaking, her body trembling. He tilted her chin up with rough tenderness, forcing her to meet his burning eyes. "You're mine," he muttered against her lips, his breath hot and heavy, the threat and promise tangled in his tone. "Only mine."