Rehman Dakait has never learned how to love gently. Power taught him control. Violence taught him survival. Love was never part of the lesson. Until Ayesha Khan. She enters his life by mistake - a woman of faith and quiet strength, untouched by the world that made him ruthless. Where others fear him, she sees the man beneath the reputation. Where others stay silent, she speaks - not to challenge him, but to remind him of his humanity. Rehman doesn't fall slowly. He falls hard. Protective to the point of danger. Devoted in ways that frighten even him. Loving her with a loyalty so intense it borders on obsession. A story of a feared man who loves with his whole soul, a woman who becomes his anchor, and a bond strong enough to shake an empire built on blood and power. Because when Rehman Dakait loves... He loves completely.

Pastels on her skin, blood on his hands. Two opposite worlds met- not to break, but to fall in ishq, slowly, deeply.

Lyari has a way of deciding who you will become long before you do. For Rehman Baloch, childhood ended early. It ended somewhere between loyalty, and hunger. The streets taught him patience, then violence, then silence. Trust came rarely while betrayal came easy. He did not rise overnight. He changed in fragments. A friend turning away. A promise broken. A line crossed. Each step took him further from the boy he was and closer to the name people would later whisper-Rehman Dakait. This is not a story of greatness and glory. It is the story of a man shaped by the sins that crowned him 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐄 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐡. (This is not aimed at telling the real events associated with the IRL Rehman Dakait) xx~

A fanfiction on Rehman Dakait's rise to power pre-Dhurandhar. NOTE! : This is a fictional story and is not based on the real life criminal. Please be mindful when reading it. WARNINGS! : Contains mature content. Read at your risk.

He ruled the city with bullets, blood, and fear. No one looked into Rehman Dakait's eyes and lived to tell the tale until she did. She walked into his world like a mistake he should've killed. Soft hands, innocent eyes, a mouth that challenged every rule he made. He wanted peace. She gave him war. He wanted control. She made him lose it. He wanted to stay away. But she tasted like sin... and he'd been starving his whole life. In the underworld, love is a weakness. But with her, it becomes his most dangerous obsession. This isn't love. This is possession. This is Rehman Dakait's Dark Romance.

I sat with my anger long enough Until she told me Her real name was grief... Rehman grieves the son he lost and the family he was slowly losing. Ulfat reminds him that sometimes the burden of pain shared can make the scales tilt if only towards the right side of bearable. [Rehman x Ulfat]

I can't stop my imagination after Rehman' s death , I don't want to suffer alone so I wrote this for u to suffer with me 😫. This story does not promote any terrorists, their names are used as a character in this story . This story contains original lyrics of songs - par channa de, sanu nehr wale pul and lambi judai .

He rules Lyari with fear. Ruthless. Dangerous. Untouchable. Rehman Baloch is a name that makes even the brave hesitate. She lives quietly, far from the world, with nothing but courage and a kind heart to guide her. Two worlds collide-one of power and violence, the other of innocence and quiet strength. Amid chaos, danger, and secrets, an unexpected connection begins to form. In a city that demands control, can a heart hardened by fear and blood learn to trust? Or will the world's shadows keep them apart forever?

Saira saikh, best friend of yalina jamali. A very normal girl.... or that's what everyone thinks This fanfiction is solely made and written to support akshaye khanna's amazing performance. I am not the type of person to support a terrorist I truly love my country and appreciate all the efforts made by our defence team, armies to save our country