A promise that has been made years ago ended tying two people in a sacred knot ... Her alliance got fixed with his brother but she ended up being his wife as Destiny played its card.... He never wished to get married...while she has always dreamt of being a wife and having her own family.... Join the journey of Prithivi and Pallavi to see what chaos this sudden marriage will bring into their lives .....

"How would you like to get f*ck today, my dear wife?" 🃜🃚🃖🃁🂭🂺 "It was the year 1999....when eyes still mirrored every emotion, and love spoke without a single word." बात सन 1999 की जब आंखें ज़ज्बात का आईना हुआ करती थीं! ── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Vedarth is the kind of man who leaves a quiet impression. He's smart and genuinely intelligent, the type who observes more than he speaks. There's a shy charm in the way he carries himself, yet every now and then, a playful flirt slips through his calm exterior. He fell in love with his wife the moment he saw her, a feeling that still reflects in his eyes whenever she's around. Though a little mysterious at times, he treats everyone with respect and warmth, making him surprisingly easy to talk to and impossible to forget. Aratrika is a quiet storm wrapped in soft edges. She's shy and a little nerdy, but her sharp mind always shines in her academics as she works toward her degree. She loves her siblings fiercely, and they're her biggest source of joy. Marriage isn't something she ever dreamed about, and with her father's wish steering her future, she's stepping into it with zero expectations. Still, she keeps her dignity intact. She's respectful to everyone but never afraid to speak the truth when it matters. Promo- In 1999, an arranged marriage ties two strangers together. For her, it's duty. For him, it's destiny. He falls first. He falls harder. And once she's his, heaven helps the man who even looks her way. She meets him with quiet grace. He meets her with an intensity he can't hide-soft around her, ruthless around the world. Forced proximity turns into something warmer, deeper, and far more dangerous. Every shared silence, every almost-touch pulls them closer than either planned. But the past is never truly past. Secrets rise. Shadows stretch. And love becomes the only thing strong enough to survive the storm.

When an innocent girl from village became a caretaker for a lonely billionaire. What will happen, when after all these years alone he finally found solace within her. When he resisted the same girl at first, now he couldn't even think of a day without her. Let's see how the story unfolds and leads to a imperfect love story with obsession and possessiveness. Trops Billionaire × village girl Age gap She fell first × he fell harder Touch her and die Soft only for her She is his healer His only peace

{𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝟭 𝗼𝗳 𝗠𝗮𝗳𝗶𝗮 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀} 𝗔 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗕𝗼𝗼𝗸 𝑺𝒉𝒆'𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒉𝒊𝒎-𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌, 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆. 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒑 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘𝒔... 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒆𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒓. 𝗦𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝗿𝗮 barely stepped out of her house unless necessary. Reality had failed her too many times. Love? It was a lie. People? Untrustworthy. The only place she felt safe was between the pages of her dark romance books - where men were possessive, love was dangerous, and betrayal didn't break you beyond repair. But fiction wasn't supposed to become reality. And then she met him. 𝗥𝘂𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵 𝗞𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮. Mafia King. Busines Tycoon. A name whispered in fear. A man who didn't need permission to take what he wanted. She never believed in love anymore. But this wasn't love. This was obsession. One stolen glance at her in the crowd, and her world was no longer hers. Because when a villain falls, he doesn't fall alone. And Sitara? 𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝘀. __________________________________________ "He was my Darkest Temptation." ~SITARA~ "She was my Sweetest Sin" ~RUVANSH~

18+ Age gap Arranged marriage "Parampara" the tradition Trymbak's heart follows. "Trymbak?" "Huh?" "Hb, bb, mb," she asked in code words, and I was so dumb I didn't get it. "We have HPs cylinder," and she glared at me. "Hand job, mouth job, or breast job. That's what I mean," she asked in a frustrated tone.

She tightly shut her eyes as her breath goes uneven with his close proximity. Her lips parted unconsciously as she could hear her own heartbeat. He leaned down his head to kiss her but seeing her rising chest and shut eyes, he stopped and automatically a sad smile formed on his lips. His tightened his own fist before he could touch her waist. Why does he always tend to lose his control over his fucking hormones in front of her when he knows very well his wife is still not ready for the intimacy? The thought made him curse and heart broken at the same time. With a tired sigh he tried to leave from there but before he could, she held his wrist stopping him. 'Kaha jaa rahe hain aap mujhe aise chor k??' she whispered. He looked back at her confusingly but without giving him time to react , she pulled him close by his nape and slammed her lips on his and started kissing him slowly and passionately. By grabbing both of her waist he slammed her back onto the wall.. she gasped into his mouth as she could feel his erection poking between her thighs. At 25, Rekha had built a successful life for herself as a nurse in the city. Yet despite the years that had passed, one thing had never changed, her love for Madhav. But her heart was severely got crushed the day she founds out that same Madhav was now married and living happily with his wife. Shivam, a 24 year old village guy and a true gentleman with a heart of gold, works in a small company and leads a simple life. But everything changes when he meets Rekha. For him, it is love at first sight. The more he gets to know her, the deeper he falls. But how can he hope for her love when her heart already belongs to someone else? Will Shivam be able to heal a heart that has spent loving the wrong person?

Her presence is healing him And his distant behaviour is breaking her

A Beautiful Telugu Love Story between Akash and Bhoomi

One year of marriage and Heera Agarwal still catches her husband watching her like she is the most disarming thing he has ever encountered, which, for a man who builds weapons for a living, means everything. Mahir Sabharwal is not a soft man. He is empire and strategy, controlled in a tailored suit but behind closed doors, he is entirely, helplessly hers. Heera, quirky and bright-eyed, more comfortable naming deep-sea creatures, never anticipated that an arranged introduction and one glance from beneath shy lashes would rewrite the entire trajectory of her life. But here they are, one year in, two people utterly consumed, learning that the most dangerous thing Mahir has ever created is not a weapon at all. - Weapons Systems Industrialist x Marine Biologist. Contains mature themes, move head with caution.

Boss x secretary Hot x sweet Fire x water "Veer, we're in the office-" "Exactly." His shirt hit the floor. His eyes never left mine as he pushed into me without warning. A cry tore from my throat, half shock, half something I couldn't name. "This," he murmured against my ear, his pace relentless, "is your punishment... for lying to me." The desk creaked under us as he drove into me, every movement a reminder of who was in control. Twenty minutes felt like an eternity, his breath ragged, mine breaking into pieces. When he finally stilled, he didn't even look away. He fixed his cuffs like nothing had happened. "Get back to work," he ordered, voice flat. Disclaimer... This story is a work of fiction and is entirely original, created by the author. All characters, incidents, and settings are purely imaginary and not based on any real person or event. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Unwritten Roads may include mature themes, emotional triggers, and romantic content intended for a more mature audience strictly 18+. Reader discretion is advised. Please do not copy, repost, or reproduce any part of this story without the author's permission. Support creativity - write your own road.