Second story off "isha : his silent love"

"𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒏𝒂𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒏 𝒌𝒂 𝒅𝒊𝒍 𝒑𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒂𝒔𝒂𝒓 , 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒉𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒃 𝒉𝒂𝒊 , 𝒋𝒂𝒂𝒏𝒂𝒂 𝑻𝒆𝒓𝒊 𝒖𝒍𝒇𝒂𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒊 𝒋𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒓-𝒑𝒂𝒍, 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒆𝒌 𝒕𝒐𝒉𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒂 𝒉𝒂𝒊 𝒌𝒉𝒖𝒅𝒂 𝒌𝒂 " ✧ A Slow Burn Indian Romance ✧ ♡ She thought she was difficult to love... until someone chose her anyway.♡ ﹏﹏﹏ "You're not my type !!" --- Aanaya "Then why do you keep looking at me?" -- Armaan ____ "I love you." - he said. She looked at him. "How much?" she asked quietly. "Mere dil mai tumhare liye jo pyaar hai.... uske aage Universe bhi chhota pad jaaye." - he said. (Even the universe becomes small in comparison to the love I have for you in my heart.) ﹏﹏﹏ ✧ Armaan Oberoi × Aanaya Sharma ✧   CEO × Interior Designer   Grumpy × Sunshine   Golden Retriever × Black Cat ﹏﹏﹏ ❥𝐃𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫 ✿Content Warning: This story includes mature themes, kidnapping elements and emotional scenes. Please read at your own discretion. ✿This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. ﹏﹏﹏ Read with patience. Feel every moment.

SCHEDULE : EVERY MONDAY 💗 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isha mehra × Rudra malhotra ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My grip on the steering wheel tightened. Isha. Isha. Isha. That name. It wouldn't stop circling inside my head like a curse. "Hm. Rudra?" mom's tone shifted slightly. "What about you? What do you think about Isha?" "She's... pretty." That slipped out of my mouth before my brain could lock it down. I kept my eyes forward, pretending I hadn't just lost control over my damn tongue. Shit. Did I just say that? Me? "She's pretty, huh, bhai?" Arjun teased, grinning at me through the rearview mirror. Damn it. This idiot's going to turn it into a full family circus. "Beta, I didn't ask how she looks," mom said, folding her arms like she was holding court. "I asked, what do you think about her." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know what the hell to say. So I said nothing. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Warning : This story contains abuse, torture, force (not between the couple), murder, and violence. And many more things that might triggerd you. If you're not comfortable with such content, please do not read.

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 book #1 Can be read as a standalone. ✩ ───── ⋆ ───── ✧ ───── ⋆ ───── ✩ Ruhaan Arora - A twenty-seven year old man. He is the CEO of Arora Enterprises. He is a self-made force in the business world. Every empire he builds is a testament to his hard-work, sharp mind, and unyielding patience. Practical and charming, his decisions are precise, his ambition endless and his presence undeniable. Shivani Ahuja - Twenty-seven-year-old Shivani Ahuja faces the world with a bubbly, sunshine spirit. By day, she's a dedicated Senior Feature Writer at The Daily Echo, her keen eye and sharp mind uncovering human truths from behind her desk. Yet, beneath it all lies a past shadowed by quiet hurts, and a feeling of being unseen. She's found her voice and strength, ready to uncover truths-even her own. Their Unexpected Reunion: Years ago, they were just classmates. Now, fate brings them together as partners in an arranged marriage.Can a man she thinks forgot her, heal her deepest insecurities and show her the love she never knew existed?

🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍 "Ek zabardasti ki shaadi... do dil jo ek-dusre se nafrat karte hain. Par kabhi kabhi nafrat aur mohabbat ke beech sirf ek lamha hota hai. Kya yeh rishta unki zindagi barbaad karega... ya unki zindagi ban jayega?" ____ "Some love stories aren't written by choice - they're written by fate." Fate bought them together. They used to hate each other but end up with loving each other. Troopes:- ✨ Arrange Marriage / Forced Marriage ✨ Enemies to lovers ✨ Possesive Male lead ✨ Fictional ✨ Emotional Drama ✨ Slow burn romance Roohi and Aarav never chose each other - fate did. Forced into an unexpected bond, their story begins with clashes, cold stares, and wounded egos. But between family pressure, silent care, and moments they can't explain... hate slowly turns into something neither of them can control. What happens when the person you resist the most becomes the one your heart chooses? 💔✨