He's ten years older. Calm. Mysterious. Traditional. She's young. Sharp-tongued. Possessive. Modern. They were never supposed to fall for each other-neighbors, divided by years, expectations, and every reason not to love. But when obsession turns protective, and possessiveness meets real fear, what happens when hearts refuse to listen to logic? Set in a Telugu world of family pressure, stolen glances, soft love, and explosive fights, Ten Years Apart is a slow-burn romance full of fluff, angst, and depth. And it doesn't end at "happily ever after." It begins there.

Genre South Indian Romance · Age Gap · Cousin Romance · Obsession · Widow × Younger Man Lakshmi was a widow at twenty-seven. Fierce, unbending, and done with trying to please a family that only wanted her silent. Two years later, she returns home-not to find love, but to reclaim her life. But Aadhi, her 21-year-old distant cousin, has other plans. He's no longer the quiet boy with wide eyes and innocent questions. He's grown into a man who owns companies, commands attention, and ha never stopped watching her-even when she disappeared from his world. He spoils her without shame. Fights for her without fear. Loves her like it's war-and he has no intention of losing. Lakshmi doesn't resist. She accepts his love, his devotion, his danger. Not because she's weak... but because she finally found someone worthy of her fire. In a society that whispers, judges, and tries to destroy what it doesn't understand-can love still win when both hearts are fearless? --- Themes: 🔥 Strong heroine who embraces love unapologetically 💰 Rich boy obsessed with loving and spoiling her 💔 Family prejudice, societal norms, and the power of defiance 💍 Age gap (29F × 21M) cousin romance with intense emotional depth 🌺 Bold love. No shame. No hiding.

She was 19. He was twice her age. Her uncle. And the man she never meant to fall for. When Meghana is forced into an arranged marriage with her brooding, mysterious uncle Arvind, all she expects is duty, silence, and a lifetime of whispered judgment. What she gets instead is stolen glances, midnight comfort, tension so thick it tastes like masala in the rain... and a man who fell for her long before she ever knew what love was. But with bitter exes, sharp-tongued aunties, snide family secrets, and a temple mandap on fire (literally and emotionally)-their love has to survive the chaos inside and out. He fell first. He fell harder. But can she fall fast enough before the world tears them apart? A South Indian slow-burn romance soaked in angst, laced with fluff, and sealed with a jasmine-scented happy ending. Ranks: #76 #poweroflove. Thank You for 900+ reads. This is huge for me❤️.