"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

The Loser Club The Loser Club is a group of accomplished women, each excelling in their respective fields, but all united by one thing-navigating their chaotic, love-filled lives with their wives and girlfriends. Despite their impressive careers, they often find themselves feeling like "losers" when dealing with their significant others, who always seem to have the upper hand in their relationships. This Story follow the love lives of: Lingling Sirilak Kwong and her wife Orm Kornnaphat Sethratanapong Milk Pansa Vosbein Kwong and her fiancée Love Pattranite Limpatiyakorn Namtan Tipnaree Kwong and her girlfriend Film Rachanun Engfa Waraha and her on and off girlfriend Charlotte Austin Faye Malisorn and her student Yoko Apasra

When pride meets obsession, a marriage of convenience that ignites into a dangerous game of passion, power, and desire." Reyansh Singh Shekhawat X Meera Kapoor He is a heartless CEO. She is a Heart Surgeon. He destroys without remorse. She saves with everything she has. And yet, destiny has its own cruel sense of irony. A broken promise. A debt of betrayal. A marriage of convenience that ties them together-not out of love, but out of necessity. But in the war of fire and ice, hearts don't stay untouched. Because hate burns. Desire consumes. And sometimes, the line between enemies blurs into something far more dangerous. What happens when a forced marriage turns into a battlefield of passion, pride, and obsession? Will they destroy each other-or burn together? ************* Reyansh Singh Shekhawat, 29 years old, Billionaire, CEO, master manipulator, and the man who's made an offer no one dares refuse. Every tattooed inch of his body is a story of power, survival, and ruthless precision; his eyes sharp, calculating, promising both danger and desire, a man who makes offers no one could refuse, and now, with a single look, he'll save the Kapoor empire... but only if Meera becomes his wife. Meera Kapoor, 25 years old, is a rising star in the surgical world-brilliant, beauty to die for, and fiercely independent. Her life is built on precision and purpose, not privilege. But when her father's company teeters on the edge of bankruptcy, the world she's fought to build begins to crumble. Tropes: 🔥 Forced Marriage 🔥 Enemies to Lovers 🔥 Grumpy x Sunshine 🔥 Angsty, Slowly Burning Passion ⚠️ This story contains mature themes, including intense emotional conflict, power dynamics, and sensual content. Reader discretion is advised.

Book - 1 (Best friends series) Aditya x Meera 🎀 Meet Mr. Aditya Singhania India's most feared mafia king. Ruthless and merciless. He's the enigmatic diamond tycoon, commands attention wherever he goes. His chiseled jawline, piercing brown eyes and a cold, calculating demeanor mask his true identity. Aditya rules his shadowy empire with a iron fist. And there's Meera Sharma a short tempered and loving girl. Who want to live her life like all freedom. But, His Obsession is a wildfire, fierce and all consuming. In a world where power bent to his will, she is the one thing he cannot control, and that it drives him mad. Her laughter haunted his sleepless nights, her defiance ignites a dangerous hunger in his veins. He craves her like a man craves air, and no amount of chaos, bloodshed, or war can extinguish his need. His world was built on fear and respect, but for her, he is willing to burn kingdoms to ash. She is his addiction, his salvation, and his madness all wrapped in the one thing he was willing to ruin himself for.