Two mafia families - the Morrens and the Romanos - have been rivals for generations. Their business empires, cloaked in luxury and blood, control the underworld of New York's docks and casinos. Years ago, their heirs met under false identities at a university in Florence, unaware of each other's surnames. Samantha Morren - sharp-minded, poised, and fearless; a woman carved by loss but ruled by purpose. Every move she makes is calculated, every word deliberate. Beneath her calm lies fire - stubborn, proud, and unwilling to bow. Carluise Romano - cold-eyed, controlled, and dangerous; a man who leads through silence and burns beneath his own restraint. Loyalty and rage live side by side in him, and both belong to her more than he'll ever admit. Their relationship - a war disguised as attraction, a rivalry laced with desire. They fight to dominate, yet mirror each other's pain. Every glance is a challenge, every touch a battlefield. Intimacy between them isn't gentle - it's fire meeting fire, and neither one ever truly wins.

In the grand Rajvansh and Singh households, two marriages are arranged by elders: Mahima Rajvansh with Uday Singh, and Nooranshi Singh with Rudraksh Rajvansh. Nooranshi marries the silent, composed Rudraksh Rajvansh, learning the rhythms of a strict household and his unspoken ways of care. Through duty, rituals, and fleeting glances, they slowly build trust, respect, and a quiet, unspoken bond. THE MARRIAGE WAS ONLY ON ONE HOPE, BUT WHAT IF BEFORE THEY ACCEPT EACH OTHER , AGAIN SOMEONE ELSE ENTERED? ....Do Nooranshi and Rudraksh even will be together or Nooranshi will be become another wife !!

The habit of human, pushing the only thing that they craving for!... Arnav Shekhawat was a man the world feared - cold, sharp, and ruthless, a storm that no one dared to tame. But when he looked at Meera Ranawat, the world's noise dimmed, and for the first time in his life, he found peace. She wasn't just a woman; she was the calm after his chaos, the stillness that made his fire burn gentler. And Meera - the silent heir who'd forgotten how to feel after losing her mother - found herself trembling not out of fear, but because someone finally saw her, truly saw her. Their story wasn't built on perfection, but on pieces of broken pasts fitting together to create something whole. In a world of legacy, power, and rivalry, Meera and Arnav's love became rebellion - a flame that refused to die even when the world tried to smother it. He, who ruled with rage, learned tenderness in her touch. She, who lived behind walls of duty, found her heartbeat in his arms. Together, they weren't just lovers; they were healing, they were home. And as their families, once divided by pride, came together again through their bond, the story of Meera and Arnav became more than love - it became redemption. A journey from fire to peace, from silence to forever. #rivals #hatetolove #hate #rivalfamilies #enemies #enemiestolovers

Act of selflessness: even I'm breaking from years , so what i will not let anyone else suffer!..... SHE WAS JUST A REVENGE TO HIM !!🪻✨️ She was the quiet after the storm, the fragile calm that survived a world built to break her. Caged by fate, used as a weapon in others' wars, Manjana learned to smile through her scars and bleed in silence. She never begged to be loved - she simply gave, endlessly, selflessly, even when her heart was dragged through ruin. And in that silence, she became a fire too soft to burn yet too powerful to extinguish. She didn't tame Dante; she unraveled him - piece by piece, wound by wound - until the man who once swore he had no soul began breathing only through her name. Their love was not pure - it was a war, a beautiful kind of destruction that left both bleeding and reborn. He was darkness wrapped in obsession, she was light forged from pain, and together they found something fierce enough to defy both fate and forgiveness. He had married her for vengeance, but she became his undoing, his salvation, his madness dressed in serenity. And even decades later, when time had carved silver into their hair, his eyes still searched for her like a man forever chasing his sin - the woman who was once his revenge but became his redemption. #revenge marriage #force marriage

What if he is never kneel infront of anyone, never listened anyone's command? Yet once you eyes forget to look at him, he becomes totally lost? Totally reckless? Totally craving!.... OBSESSION TO DEVOTION 🫧/_ To all who unknowingly stirred a fire within, what began as restless obsession has become quiet, unwavering devotion. This is for you, in silence and in light. ISHANI RANAWAT 🪻/_ She moves like a whisper through boardrooms-sharp as a blade, silent as frost. Rooted in business with an iron will, her presence commands without words. Her eyes, cool as winter dawns, hide a fire so controlled it burns like cold ice. She doesn't speak often-but when she does, kingdoms could fall. Emotion is a currency she never trades, yet her silence says more than most screams. #Obsession REYANSH ROMANO ✨️/_ By day, he's the polished heir of a global empire-suits, signatures, and sharp smiles. But when the sun sets, the shadows claim him. Born of an Indian mother and an Italian father, he walks between two worlds-one bound by blood, the other by power. The underworld is his true cathedral, built on silence, loyalty, and darkness. He's never believed in gods or grace-only the ruthless order of chaos, the sanctity of control, and the weight of his own name. _______ Tropes: ----------- hatetolove Indianxitalian Obsession look at her and die