She was the loud, modern first-year who never cared what people thought. He was the final-year topper everyone admired-disciplined, feared, and untouchable. They hated each other from the very start. But one ruined wedding, one broken promise... and one desperate decision tied them together in a secret nikkah no one could know about. Enemies in public. Strangers at home. And yet-two souls bound by a sacred vow neither of them wanted. Will pride keep them apart, or will faith bring them closer?

Some men fall in love. He fell into sujood. Aamira Mehazain came to Geneva to study and focus on her Deen, not to be seen, not to be followed, and certainly not to be chosen. But from the moment she steps through the marble gates of Al Noor Institute, someone is already watching. Not a student. Not just a TA. But Azaan Ulric Khayr, billionaire, founder, and a man of impossible restraint. He never speaks to her, only files a nikah proposal with her father, vowing: "I didn't come to win her heart. I came to ask if I'm allowed to try." While Aamira is just trying to survive midterms, Azaan has already decided she's his qadr. And when faith, fear, and feeling collide, how do you protect a heart written in nikah from the man who has been praying for you long before he ever knew your name?

"Leave me!" she screeched, her nostrils flaring, her face defiant even as her eyes betrayed her terror. His frown deepened, the momentary softness evaporating. Anger-or perhaps frustration-returned to his face like a mask snapping back into place. His grip on her wrist tightened, and she winced, biting back a cry as pain shot up her arm. "Arsalan," she whispered, her voice barely audible, a plea that hung in the air between them. But he ignored her. His hand was firm, unyielding, as though her defiance only fueled his determination. Without a word, he began to drag her across the room. "Let me go!" Sahira yelled, digging her heels into the ground, but he didn't falter --- Arsalan Ansari, a brilliant neurosurgeon by day and the infamous Mafia kingpin "Ezel" by night, rules the underworld with an iron fist and a heart of stone. Four years after a devastating loss, his world is turned upside down when his supposedly dead wife, the love of his life, reappears-carrying a shocking revelation: quadruplets. As Arsalan grapples with the whirlwind of newfound fatherhood and the stinging betrayal of his resurrected love, a brutal clash with a rival gang leaves him with no memories of his dark past. But is this amnesia genuine, or a masterful ploy by a cunning mind always a step ahead of his enemies?As the line between truth and manipulation blurs, one thing remains certain: underestimating Arsalan Ansari could be your deadliest mistake.

A Crush. The word brings the meaning clearly. It crushes you at the end. And Aisha was a victim to this 'crush'. She adored the guy and was head over heels for him but then it vanished maybe because she grew up or maybe she just kept it hidden. Aisha lived her life in peace completely erasing her teenage memories of her crush after he left for good but! He returns and she's back into her swirl of roller coaster. Would Aisha's past feelings swirl back into her heart? Or would she have turned herself stone cold? Would He reciprocate her feelings? Or would he find someone better off? Or maybe he would fall for her but she would have long lost her feel? Maybe, Maybe she loves. Or maybe he loves. Maybe. Who knows what the future holds?

𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐚𝐧-vast enough to disappear in, silent enough to swallow you whole before you even realize you're drowning. 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞-soft enough to draw you closer, bright enough to mesmerize... and ruthless enough to reduce you to nothing but ash. ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: 𝐀𝐫𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐅𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐪 × 𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐚 𝐇𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐧 ✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ: Arham Farooq was left at the altar with vows that meant everything to him and nothing to the woman who walked away. Maira Hassan was never meant to be the bride. But when scandal threatens to destroy her family, she steps into a wedding dress meant for someone else... and marries a man who looks at her like she is the ruin of everything he once had. Now they share a name, a home, and a marriage neither of them wanted. He sees her as a reminder. She sees him as a man she can never truly love. They are not lovers. They are not strangers. They are something far more dangerous two people bound by vows, resentment, and a pull neither of them wants to feel. Because the ocean can drag you under. And fire can burn you alive. But what happens when you are trapped between the two? .＊✿❀　❀✿＊**＊✿❀　❀✿＊ 𝐓𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫: ♡ Slow Burn Romance ♡ Forced Marriage ♡ Tragic Past ♡ Hurt/Comfort ♡ Healing Through Love ♡ She falls first, he falls harder