💗"𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐤𝐢 𝐲𝐞𝐡 𝐛𝐚𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐢𝐧, 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐉𝐚𝐥𝐧𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧 𝐤𝐲𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢. 𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐲𝐮𝐡 𝐡𝐢 𝐣𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐧𝐚, 𝐚𝐚 𝐚𝐚 𝐤𝐚𝐫 𝐤𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐛𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐢𝐧. 𝐏𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐢𝐥 𝐊𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐮𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐡𝐭𝐢 𝐡𝐨! "🥀 Some love stories begin with stolen glances. Theirs began with arguments. Dhvani Maheshwari - soft-eyed, sharp-tongued, dramatic beyond control. Krishiv Ranawat - silent, dangerous, infuriatingly composed. From the very first meeting, sparks didn't fly. They collided. Every conversation turned into a debate. Every glance carried challenge. Every moment together felt like a battlefield where neither was ready to surrender. She thought he was arrogant. He thought she was impossible. And yet... neither could stay away. What begins as rivalry slowly turns into something neither of them planned - something deeper, heavier, more consuming. The fights soften into teasing. The teasing turns into stolen moments. And somewhere between ego and emotion, they fall. Hard. But Krishiv doesn't love halfway. He loves with intensity. With possession. With a quiet claim in his eyes that says you're mine without ever asking permission. His protectiveness borders on dangerous. His jealousy burns slow but fierce. And when he chooses Dhvani, he chooses her completely. Dhvani, with her innocent heart and dramatic soul, never imagined love would feel like this - overwhelming, consuming, beautiful... and terrifying all at once. Because this isn't a gentle romance. This is obsession wrapped in devotion. This is fire disguised as affection. This is love that doesn't fade - it takes over. Ishq Ki Deewangi i

NEEDS EDITING He had loved her since the day he had seen her. He was always there, watching her from a distance, witnessing her happy and sad moments. His heart had only longed for her. She believed that love is an illusion, true love doesn't exists. Love destroys hearts and homes, but she was unknowingly falling for him. Her efforts of ignoring him, not loving him never worked and at last she fell for him, hard. He healed a piece of her soul that he never broke, made her believe that love exists and it is the most blissful feeling in the world. He made her his, Adhyay's Akriti