Second book of "His series" When life gives you love in most unexpected way....

#Book-2 in Lost Royalty series ( CAN BE READ STANDALONE ) He is heartless, While she is a heart specialist He kills mercilessly, And she lives to save lives Both are accustomed to blood, but with different intentions: One to give back life, the other to snatch lives In the collision of their paths, will they find a way to reconcile their differences or remain irreconcilable opposites? What will happen when destiny plays its game, binding them in a knot of marriage of convenience, where both are forced to marry each other, just to fulfill a promise?

Aarav was kind, gentle, the kind of boy who never asked for much, yet carried the weight of the world behind his quiet eyes. Social anxiety gripped him like a shadow-he spoke little, trusted fewer, and let his silence speak when words failed him. His best friend, Sidharth, was the only one who had stuck around for eight years. Or so Aarav thought. That afternoon, Aarav walked the familiar path home, head down, heart quietly bracing for the usual loneliness. But a sharp crack of voices stopped him cold. He recognized Sidharth's unmistakable tone, loud and cruel. "He's so silent, right? Not cold, but... how are we even still friends with him? I mean, look at RV on Instagram. That guy's got style, confidence. He's cool, untouchable. I wish I had a friend like that." Aarav's blood ran ice cold. He stepped forward, voice cold and steady-something he'd rarely allowed himself. "So this is how you feel about me?" Sidharth froze. His smile faltered. Aarav's eyes darkened. "When you talk behind my back, you can do it alone. But when it's time to face me, you need your whole gang?" Without waiting for a reply, Aarav turned and walked away, the years of silent endurance finally breaking into something fierce and unforgiving. That day, Sidharth saw a side of Aarav he never had before - a quiet storm that wouldn't be ignored. .... Next day Aarav talking to a girl siya " kamjor mard par hat uthana kaha ki aurataangi hai !!" Don't worry sidharth is not ml, our ml is mafia boss, sidharths elder brother.

Summary Shashvat Raizada, the most feared mafia boss in the city-cold, ruthless, and known for speaking only when someone's death is confirmed-descends into his mansion's basement to finally meet the biggest threat to his empire: ACP Rudra Pratap Singh. What he expects is a broken, bound, terrified cop. What he gets instead is an untied, fully energetic ACP dancing in the middle of the basement, singing Bollywood at full volume like he's at a wedding baraat, not a mafia kidnapping. Rudra freezes mid-lyric when he sees Shashvat... then promptly starts flirting shamelessly, appreciating the mafia boss's waist, looks, and overall "maal" quality with zero fear and maximum tharak. The basement becomes silent. Guns lower. Mafia men malfunction. Shashvat-who hasn't felt anything in years-short-circuits. Mortified, confused, and very much affected, he hisses to his second-in-command why no one warned him that the ACP was young, gay, and dangerously unhinged. Unable to handle Rudra's relentless flirting-or his own rapidly beating heart-Shashvat orders him thrown out of the mansion and walks away like nothing happened. Except everything did. Because the ruthless mafia king just met the most chaotic cop alive... and for the first time, his heart betrayed him-loudly, violently, and hilariously. A dark slow-burn begins with chaos, comedy, accidental flirting, and a mafia boss who has absolutely no idea what he's gotten himself into. 😌🔥 .... Rudra once tried to be seductive but tripped. Avi cought him and said " rehne do esi ashleel harkate sift mere PE hi achi lagti hain."

Shubman Gill is the city's most feared mafia kingpin-ice-cold, emotionless, and ruthlessly efficient. He rarely speaks unless it's to deliver a death sentence, and no one has ever dared to touch him... until one morning, the quiet of his study is shattered by a clueless, sunshine-bright boy who bursts in, hugs him, and kisses his cheek-fully convinced Shubman is a robot because of how still and expressionless he is. That accidental affection cracks something in Shubman's frozen world. For the first time in his life, he doesn't know how to react-kill, threaten, or... keep him safe? The boy turns out to be Ishan Kishan, the mischievous, soft yet unexpectedly brave soul Shubman's family has secretly arranged for him to marry. Forced into each other's orbit, the silent mafia king and the chaotic sunshine clash, bicker, and slowly begin to melt into each other's lives. As enemies circle, secrets unravel, and the line between vulnerability and danger blurs, Shubman finds himself willing to burn empires just to protect the boy who dared to touch the untouchable... and Ishan discovers the monster everyone fears might just be the loneliest man in the world. A dark-romance slow burn filled with danger, warmth, comedy, possessiveness, and a love powerful enough to shake the mafia underworld.

✮⋆˙𝑽𝒆𝒆𝒓 𝑺𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒉 𝑶𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒊 & 𝑺𝒊𝒚𝒂 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂 ✮⋆˙ ─★────────── A lovesick man, who's ready to die for his wife without any second thoughts. 𝐕𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢, once said, "bina kahe dil me aa gayi thi to yeh haal ho gaya hai. Ab puch kar ishq karogi to barbaad ho jaunga." 𝐒𝐢𝐲𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐫𝐚, his wife smiled, "ishq to ho gaya hain, vo toh iqrar ka ek tareeka tha." she's a women madly in love, who's ready to kill for her husband. ⭑ ⭑ ⭑ 𝘁 𝗿 𝗼 𝗽 𝗲 𝘀 : › marriage of convenience › he fell first and harder › slow burn romance › a hint of mystery › rom-com ──────────★─

"𝗪𝗲𝗮𝗹𝘁𝗵𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘀, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲, 𝗕𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗿𝗼𝘆𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘆,𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲. 𝗕𝘂𝘁 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝘀𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁, 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗼𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻, 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁." ------------ Love series #1 --- India is known for its grand and lavish weddings-where every family dreams of making the day unforgettable. But this isn't just any wedding. This is a royal affair, uniting two powerful dynasties-one rooted in ancient legacy, the other built from the ground up through sheer determination. It was meant to be the wedding of the century. But what happens when one of the most crucial people in the ceremony fails to show up? Whispers began to float through the opulent hall. Eyes turned toward the figure sitting alone-confused, abandoned, and judged. The air thickened with gossip, and honor was at stake. To protect their pride, to silence society's tongue, they made a decision. A replacement was found. A replacement to uphold reputation... A replacement to protect dignity... A replacement for love? .................

❝He was sold to the devil... and became the only thing the devil couldn't destroy.❞