In the blood-stained dust of Lyari, Rehman ruled with a cold heart- until she challenged his throne. "They call me a monster, " he whispered, his calloused thumb tracing her lip."Lekin tumhare liye, mein puri duniya ko jala sakta hoon. Just tell me you're mine, and Lyari is yours."

She enters his house as a nobody. A kaamwali. A chef. Invisible. Rehman Dakait is not a man you look in the eye. He is blood on the streets, fear in whispers, and death served cold. No emotions. No mercy. No weakness. And yet... She cooks for him.

If u are looking for a mature, light but deep fan fiction of the couple of this year then u are at absolutely right place.The writer of this story is madly obsessed with Rehman × ulfat and is breathing them with every passing minute. This story does not promote any terrorists, their names are used as a character in this story .

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

I'm writing the prequel of Rehmat. This is where it all begins-before love, before blood, before promises. A small request to everyone reading this fanfic: please wear your earbuds 🎧 and play the Saiyaara movie BGM while reading. I promise you- the emotions will hit harder, the silences will speak louder, and the moments will feel painfully real... because some stories are meant to be felt, not just read. 🤍✨ Stay with me on this journey.

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.

"In losing him she found longing, and in remembering him she survived."

A feared man who rules through silence. A surgeon who refuses to see him as anything but a patient. When fate forces Aayat Mirza into the guarded world of Rehman Baloch, power meets indifference, and terror meets quiet defiance. What begins as a matter of survival turns into an unsettling game of control, curiosity, and unspoken boundaries. In a world where fear is currency and dominance is law, one woman's refusal to bend becomes the most dangerous thing of all.