"She became his wife through tradition. He remained in love with another. But fate doesn't ask for permission - it breaks and rebuilds." Amaira Kapoor never dreamed of marrying for power, but when her parents arrange her marriage to Aarvik Mehra - Delhi's youngest and coldest CEO - she agrees out of respect. She's calm, graceful, and ready to endure what life throws at her. Aarvik, on the other hand, makes his feelings clear from the start - this marriage is a mistake. His heart already belongs to someone else: Saanvi, the glamorous woman who wants everything... except his love. But behind the smiles and ceremonies, not everything is what it seems. Because Saanvi doesn't love Aarvik - she only loves his money. And Amaira? She's no fragile bride. She's a quiet storm. And as Aarvik's perfectly controlled world begins to unravel, he'll discover that falling for the wrong woman was never his mistake. Underneath every cold stare and cruel word, something unexpected begins to bloom. But will love be enough when trust was never part of the deal?

"Some love stories don't begin with confessions. Some begin with silence, missed chances, and two people pretending they never cared." ------------ She was supposed to marry someone else... but destiny made her his wife instead. 🤍 A soft-hearted girl. A dangerously calm man. And a marriage neither of them expected. Avantika Rathore & Avyukt Vardan #SlowBurn #ArrangedMarriage #WattpadRomance

This is an 18+ story.. watch at your own risk, there will be brutality, murders,illicit nudity,dark romance. She was a fragile thing locked up in the dark world of crime and blood. Each step was a calculative move. She was his rival's wife, he was the sher-e-baloch. She wanted freedom, he wanted..........her. Until one fateful day , she gathered her courage to ask for help from her husband's rival, not knowing that she was trading a monster for another monster. Will she ever find the true love she craved? Will he be able to provide her protection from everything that tormented her? Will she be able to love him? Will he be able to change......for her? (This story is written in either Rehman or author's pov)

I'm writing the prequel of Rehmat. This is where it all begins-before love, before blood, before promises. A small request to everyone reading this fanfic: please wear your earbuds 🎧 and play the Saiyaara movie BGM while reading. I promise you- the emotions will hit harder, the silences will speak louder, and the moments will feel painfully real... because some stories are meant to be felt, not just read. 🤍✨ Stay with me on this journey.