"Aap sun rahe haina Rehman?" "Humesha, meri jaan" Rehman Dakait, the ruler, the king he has no weakness until Ulfat Pashtun, the girl who smiles at cats and laughs until her cheeks hurt. She was never meant for him. Their families are at war. Her blood is enemy blood. But one look was enough. Now Rehman can't stop noticing her. And the more he tries to stay away, the closer fate pulls them together. In a city that runs on blood and revenge, falling for her might be the only thing that can break the coldest man in Karachi. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive.

Tarun and Roop met when she was returning from her house job. Tarun was leaning against a pole, eyes filled with rage; he knew he was fighting for a case he could never truly win. Roop, on the other hand, was extremely happy. She had just finished her house job. Roop was scrolling on her phone, sipping her coffee, unaware of the presence in front of her. Roop bumped into Tarun, spilling her coffee all over his lawyer's suit. Tarun was about to scold her when he looked up, and their eyes met. Her amber colored eyes were deeper than any ocean, Tarun felt as if he had fallen into her eyes. Roop kept murmuring apologies. She took her yellow, white embroidered dupatta to wipe his stained shirt. Tarun froze. He gently took her wrist and lowered her hand, gesturing that she didn't need to do that. Instead, he offered to go to a cafe and have coffee, as she had spilled hers on him. To his surprise, she agreed. Over time, their conversations became longer, and their silence felt comfortable. On Roop's birthday, Tarun proposed to her. Soon after, they got married. One stormy night, Roop returned late from an emergency and saw Tarun with his colleague, Anaya. Misunderstanding the situation, she rushed in, slapped him, and left despite his explanation. Over the years, both were acing their fields. She was a highly successful pediatrician, and he was one of the best criminal lawyers in the country. Their lives seemed normal; however, they missed each other every day. She missed the way he used to hug her and caress her hair. She still uses their picture as a bookmark in one of her medical magazines. Tarun still has her black hair clip, which she had forgotten to take. He still misses the way she would hold his hand when he was worried, grounding him. Almost 5 years later, they meet again on a mutual friend's wedding. Both are unaware of each other's presence until their eyes meet. All the silence of the five years feels louder than ever.

Guys, this is an 18+story. He is a thunder and she is calm . And then their accidental meeting , turns their world upside down . He loves her a lot but she .... You're gonna find out in the story.

Rehman Baloch the cold, Arrogant, Dark man but with a charm that no one notices he has been always dark never showing what he actually feels has lyari wrapped around his fingers every step he takes people shiver no dares to raise there voice or look at him dead in the eye in lyari. Suddenly one day he locks his eyes in with a girl who is mysterious, charming, but her eyes tell a way bigger story

𝐀𝐤𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐲𝐞 𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐗 𝐒𝐚𝐮𝐦𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐔 ○●○●○●○● "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚, 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒇𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰 𝒅𝒊𝒅." "𝑰 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚, 𝑰 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒅𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒊𝒅𝒏'𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏."

I can't stop thinking about Rehman' s death and what would have happened if someone had caught what was going on. so, this fic is that Ulfat travelled back in time before Naeem's death. This is her not giving a fuck and girlbossing her way to a happy ending . story does not promote any terrorists; these characters are based on portrayal of them in the movie. k byeee

MOHLAT, It implies they are taking their time to fall in love. For Ulfat, love isn't a fleeting emotion or a romanticized "happily ever after." It is a foundational state of being. She views love as a form of worship. To her, loving someone isn't about possession; it's about the sanctity of the connection. She believes that true love is selfless and requires a degree of ego-dissolution. She isn't interested in loud declarations or expensive gifts. To Ulfat, love lives in The comfort of a shared silence and The loyalty maintained when no one is watching. For Rehman, love isn't a fairytale or a poetic distraction; it is a vulnerability. His thoughts on the subject are often shaped by the dangerous world he inhabits. Rehman treats love with a certain level of suspicion. In his line of work, emotional attachments are "weak points" that enemies can exploit. He often views falling in love as losing a layer of armor, making one's judgment cloudy and their actions predictable. To Rehman, love isn't about flowery words or public displays. It is found in protection and sacrifice. If he cares for someone, he won't tell them; he will ensure their safety from the shadows. His "love" is a silent pact of guardianship. What will happen when their worlds will collide.

Inspired by dhurandhar. The Love story of rehman dakait and ulfat.

Some love stories begin with flowers. Theirs began with a badly written letter. Rehman Baloch was nineteen when he wrote it - messy handwriting, broken grammar, ink smudged where his hands had trembled. But between the crooked sentences and the dried tear stains was a promise. A house. Two children. A lifetime with the only woman he had ever wanted. Ulfat read that letter once. Then she kept it forever. Twenty-three years later, the future inside that letter exists. A home filled with quiet glances and coded words. Two sons who understand more than they should. And a marriage that was never meant to be calm. Because Ulfat and Rehman never learned how to love gently. Their love is sharp. Possessive. The kind that burns too hot to ever become ordinary. They fight like storms and forgive like sinners. They know every weakness the other carries. And still... neither of them ever walks away. The years changed many things. They grew older. Children grew taller. Silence grew heavier. But one thing never changed. The way Rehman still looks at his wife like the world could end tomorrow. And the way Ulfat still forgets how to breathe when he walks into the room. Because some marriages grow quiet with time. Theirs only grows more dangerous. And the terrifying truth neither of them will ever admit is this, They never stopped loving each other like reckless teenagers.

A marriage signed on paper was never meant to feel real. Rehman has already buried love once - along with the part of himself that believed in it. Hardened by a violent past and haunted by loss, he agrees to a contract marriage for reasons that have nothing to do with emotions and everything to do with necessity. Rules are clear. Boundaries are absolute. Feelings are forbidden. Ulfat, on the other hand, was supposed to have a different future - one built on choice, familiarity, and perhaps love. But a single incident shatters her plans, forcing her into an agreement that ties her life to a man who treats affection like a weakness. Under one roof, between unspoken grief and carefully drawn lines, resentment turns into understanding, silence into companionship, and distance into something far more dangerous. What begins as a temporary arrangement slowly becomes a battle neither of them expected - because the one condition written nowhere in the contract was the hardest to follow: Don't fall in love. A "slow-burn" story about healing, trust, and a love that grows where it was never meant to exist. CAUTION ⚠️: Includes portions of SMUT but after chapter 44, the chapters have been marked with 🔞 Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, universe, or original storyline referenced in this work. The characters of Rehman, Ulfat, and others are inspired by the film Dhurandhar, and all rights remain reserved with the original creators and makers. This is a purely fictional, non-commercial fan work created for creative and entertainment purposes only. The plot, events, and character developments in this story are entirely imagined and are not connected to the official narrative.