Now we all have heard the story of the mafia and his little princess, but let's try something new.....So this is going to be the story of a girl who has set her heart on mafia...And she has been waiting for years for the day when he will come to her..... But as the days are progressing, her love is going away from her. Will she ever get her love back because the whom she loves may not love me.... Or is he ignoring her love despite knowing how important she is to him? Some glimpses of their bond~ As Vihaan leaned back against the bedpost, his smirk deepened. He could sense he had the upper hand, and he wasn't about to let Lavanya off so easily. Vihaan: "Aur yaad hai, Lav? Tumhari woh chhoti si booty jab tum garden mein bhaagti thi? Tumhe toh pata bhi nahi hota tha ki sab tumhe dekh ke hasta hai." Lavanya's eyes widened in horror, her cheeks instantly turning a bright shade of red. Lavanya: "Vihaan! Tum bilkul besharam ho. Yeh kya nonsense bol rahe ho?" Vihaan burst into laughter, crossing his arms as he watched her squirm. Vihaan: "Kya? Sach bol raha hoon. Chhoti si thi tum, aur tumhare pair ke neeche se shorts girte rehte the jab tum ped pe chadhti thi." Lavanya grabbed another pillow and threw it at him with all her might, but Vihaan caught it effortlessly, his grin only growing wider. Lavanya: "Vihaan, I swear! Tumse baat karna meri sabse badi galti thi." Vihaan (mocking): "Aur woh time yaad hai jab tum apne pair ke size ka chappal khud nahi pehen sakti thi? Tumhare golu-golu thighs ke wajah se chappal pehenna ek adventure hota tha." Lavanya's jaw dropped as she stood up, glaring at him. Lavanya: "Stop it, Vihaan! Tumhe ek bhi filter nahi mila kya?" "This story is an original work of authorMahi957 .Copying or reposting any part of it without permission is prohibited and will be reported."

Devyansh Ranawat, 28, The CEO of Ranawat Empire and also have many other companies. He is also the unmerciful cold and cunning Mafia , and no one dares to challenge him. He Fears no one .He has a dominant personality but for his family he is the dream and softest man we all want. The only obsession he has is Nivya Roy Nivya Roy, 22, lost her faith in love after her boyfriend broke her heart, leaving her shattered. Now she doesn't believe in love, a pure soul but situation made her heart stone. She comfort everyone, present there always for them. Masked her face as a strong women but deep down she have many pain to Share . What will happen when these two opposite worlds will collide with each other? Will Nivya be able to find her love? Will devyansh be able to make Nivya understand the meaning of Love again?

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)