"Do you regret kissing me, Ishika?" His voice dropped-dark, low, and possessive enough to steal the air from my lungs. My entire body froze. Not because I didn't know the answer- But because I did. My breath hitched, sharp and aching. Regret? God. If only he knew what that kiss did to me. His grip didn't loosen. His fingers dug gently into my wrist, grounding me to him, to the heat of his body pressed against my back. I could feel every inch of him-dangerous, intoxicating, magnetic. "Ishika," he rasped again, each syllable laced with something desperate. Something real. "Do. You. Regret. It?" I should lie. Say it meant nothing. That it was a mistake. But my heart? It was screaming. Screaming for him. No. No, I didn't regret it. I couldn't. If I had, I wouldn't still feel his taste on my lips. I wouldn't still be burning from the ghost of his touch. I wouldn't still be aching for more. "We wouldn't be kissing for so long...and still not want to let go...if I regretted that," I whispered-my voice trembling, My voice trembled. "If I regretted it, Veer..." I whispered, "...I wouldn't be standing here, craving your mouth on mine again." And that's it- I felt the pull.

"Veer ji!" she declared dramatically, standing like she was leading a protest. "We want to go inside our room. You cannot keep us standing here." OUR room?! "I am your legally married wife," she continued, placing a hand on her chest like she was reciting a national pledge. "And he is your son." I swear to god, my soul left my body for a second. MY WHAT?! "MY SON?!" I exploded, staring at her like she had grown three heads. "Gosh, I HAVE A SON WITHOUT EVEN TOUCHING MY OWN DAMN WIFE?! JUST GREAT!" Siya just smirked. Siya Rathore never imagined herself in an arranged marriage-let alone to Veer Pratap Singh, the cold, brooding heir of a Rajasthani royal family. Where Siya is soft-spoken and gentle, Veer is gruff and distant, a man of few words but piercing stares. Thrown into a world of tradition, grandeur, and expectations, Siya struggles to find her place in a marriage that feels more like a contract than a bond. But in stolen glances and quiet moments, she begins to see glimpses of a man who isn't as unfeeling as he appears. Veer never wanted a wife. But Siya-shy yet strong, delicate yet determined-is unraveling the walls he spent years building. And no matter how much he tries to resist, fate has a way of bringing souls together... even the most unlikely ones. 💛 A slow-burn, grumpy x sunshine arranged marriage romance set against the backdrop of Rajasthan's royal legacy.

Vihaan Raichand (The Cold Mafia ) "I've killed for less. But for my wife, I'll kneel-without hesitation. And those who dare raise their voice against her... I'll slit their throat without thinking twice." "She is my only peace in this cursed world. I don't care if her mind is like a child's. She doesn't need to understand this world-I'll protect her from it. She only needs to be safe... and smile "I lost her once... and I died with her. There won't be a second time. Not even fate has permission to take her from me now."* *"Let them call me mad. Let them call her broken. She's mine. And I'll tear the world apart to keep her that way Ruhanika Sehgal (His Innocent, Childlike Bride): "Vihaan came to take me... He fights the monsters, not me. Because I'm his good girl, his princess." "He says I'm his doll... But I'm real. I have a heart, and it only beats when he hugs me." "If I cry, he gets angry. Not at me. At the world. He says nobody gets to make his 'Ruhuu' sad." "When I grow up, I'll marry him again. In a big white dress... with candy!" "People say I'm slow. But I know one thing. Vihaan loves me more than the stars love the sky." He's the man the world fears-the cold Mafia King with blood on his hands. But for her, he softens. For his innocent, childlike bride, Vihaan Raichand becomes something the world never thought he could be-gentle. "She's my only peace in this cursed world," he says, holding her like she's made of stardust. Ruhanika doesn't understand the darkness he walks through-but she doesn't have to. She just smiles, and he's willing to burn the world to keep that light in her eyes. To him, she's not broken. She's his. And that's enough. He calls her his doll. She calls him her hero. And in their fragile, unspoken way, they've built a love that even fate dares not touch. #SoftRomance #ProtectiveLove #HeLovesHerSoftly #GentleObsession #HisRuhuu #TenderDevotion #MafiaWithAHeart #ChildlikeBride #HisOnlyPeace #WholesomeButIntense

"Her innocent King" He never wore a crown, never held a gun... but still, he ruled her world. She was born with blood on her hands and fire in her veins-the mafia princess everyone feared. A girl who could break ribs without breaking a sweat, yet secretly dreamed of fairy tales. And he? He was just a boy with flour-dusted fingers and a heart too pure for her dark world. A gamer. A dreamer. The last person you'd expect to survive her storm. But fate doesn't ask for permission. One forced marriage. One innocent heart trapped in her dangerous empire. One girl who would tear down the underworld to protect the only man who made her feel human. She was raised to be a queen of crime- But for him, she chose to be his princess first... and his protector forever. After all, he wasn't just her husband. He was... Her innocent King. 👑 "When he is be like agar mein aapke kharche nahi uthapaya toh..." ["When he says: what if I'm not able to bear your expenses..."..] "And she is like" aap mere nakhre uthalijiye gaaa....""Woh bohot hai mere liye Kharche mein uthalungii...["And she is like-just handle my tantrums....."That means a lot to me...I'll handle the expenses...] #WattpadOriginal #MafiaRomance #ForcedMarriage #EnemiesToLovers #InnocentHusband #StrongFemaleLead #InstagramRomance #DesiLoveStory #WattpadCouple #DesiFiction #HumorRomance #PowerfulHer #WattpadRomance #WattpadIndia #WattpadWriter #FictionLovers #WattpadCover #SpicyAndSweet #WattpadEnemiesToLovers #DesiQueenVibes

Aarunika Ishvaran, 26, Was a quiet housewife and the unloved daughter of a cold father and cruel stepmother. Rejected by the mother she left behind, she stayed with a family that never respected her. Her only escape was the man she loved-until he betrayed her by having an affair with her stepsister. When Aarunika uncovered their deceit, they killed her, staging it as an accident. But death wasn't the end. Given a second chance at life, Aarunika returns, not as the naive woman she once was, but as someone who knows the price of misplaced trust. This time, she won't beg for love-she'll demand justice. Will she rise in vengeance or fall into old mistakes again? Yugveer Vanshraj,32, At 32, Yugveer Vanshraj stands as the most feared and powerful mafia don in America-ruthless, brilliant, and untouchable. A global billionaire, he doesn't just rule the underworld; he controls the very strings that pull the world's elite. Governments bend, empires fall, and men kneel at the mere mention of his name. Despite the chaos he commands, Yugveer is a man of fierce loyalty. His world begins and ends with his family-the only people allowed near his closely guarded heart. His best friend, Madhav Ishvaran, is more like a brother, one of the rare souls Yugveer trusts without question. Women throw themselves at him, seduced by power and danger, but he remains ice-cold, untouched by lust or affection. He despises drama, detests attention, and guards his personal space like a fortress-no one crosses his boundaries and walks away unharmed. Yugveer is not a man. He is a storm in human form. And when he moves-the world watches, or it burns. When Yugveer and Aarunika collide, it's not just a meeting-it's the clash of vengeance and power, where fire meets ice, and the world has no idea which one will burn first.

𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 🎀🎀 𝐀𝐛 𝐚𝐚 𝐡𝐢 𝐆𝐚𝐲𝐞 𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐥𝐨. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 😃❣️

RUDRAKSHA SINGH RAJVANSH the name which is enough to make the entire Bhopal shudder down.The underworld Mafia king who doesn't think before killing someone with greek god body, handsome face,cold hearted, ruthless and the one who believes in no love.But somewhere even his heart beats for someone.His puchku.... AMRUTHA MITTAL a kind hearted, extremely innocent pure soul but life was always unfair to her.The innocent soul was tortured to such extent that she adapted a mental disorder which made her mind like a baby.A girl with lots of trust issues,filled with pain, broken,scared and a complete baby.Will someone become light in her Dark life? The story of two complete opposite people who are meant to be each other's solace but were forced to be separated.One who's life is filled with darkness while the other one who himself is the Darkness.How will these two go through the journey of love and obsession between the tornado of violence and cruelty? "He fell first...." "Both fell harder...." She is his solace. He is her only reason to live. She is his life. He is her everything. She is obsessive. He is possesive. She is his medicine. He is her protector. She loves him beyond life. He loves her beyond the world. She is living for him. He is ready to die for her. SHE IS ONLY HIS. HE IS ONLY HER. Let's dive in together to know their story....

𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 - 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 1 "𝐀 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰-𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. 𝐀 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝. 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞." She is Shivani Sharma - 28, an orphan whose strength lies in her softness, a fearless woman with a heart too big for the world. She has spent her life nurturing broken souls, protecting those weaker than her, and carrying hope like a shield. Shivani only wants to care for the children in her orphanage and live a quiet, meaningful life-but fate has other plans. He is Sarthak Singhania - 28, the prince of Jaipur, CEO of a billion-dollar empire, cold, intimidating, and ruthlessly untouchable. He doesn't believe in love. He doesn't believe in softness. He doesn't let anyone close... except her. The moment she walks into his life, something shifts. He becomes obsessed-not in a fleeting way, but in a way that consumes him entirely. "I don't care if you're everything I shouldn't want. I won't let anyone take you. Not now. Not ever." Their worlds collide in a storm of fire and ice. She challenges him with her honesty, her compassion, her fearless heart. He challenges her with his power, his control, and the way he silently claims her without words. Every glance, every brush of hands, every lingering conversation is electric. Dangerous. All-consuming. But this isn't just a story of love-it's a story of obsession, of power, of surrender, of walls being broken and rebuilt, and of two souls who refuse to bend... until the right heart forces ee to. ★★★ What happens when his obsession meets her strength? Can a woman who has survived with nothing endure a man who has everything? Will his control crush her spirit, or wil

Book 1 of professor series ( under editing) " what is he doing here ? " " Wait . WHAT my husband is my professor! "