"You can stay angry all you want, wife... but this tight little pussy is clenching around me so greedily. Look at you still glaring, yet dripping for your hubby.. . Ahhh slow...... she moan 19 × 26 Dominant FL Soft/Submissive ML Arranged marriage Boundaries. Control. Slow burn. She doesn't follow rules. He doesn't fight for control. And somehow... that's where everything begins.

Tropes Forced Arranged marriage Enemies to lovers Banter Billionaire North Indian X South Indian Best friend's brother Sassy heroine Smut Hridhaya always knew Karthick was bad for her blood pressure-grumpy, arrogant, and permanently stuck in rage mode. But when their families drop the ultimate MARRIAGE bomb and decide they should get married, she realizes she's officially living in her worst nightmare. HRIDHAYA: Marrying Karthick worser than to: ❌ Be buried under a mountain of cockroaches. ❌ Watch a three-hour TV serial in slow motion (with dramatic zoom-ins on everyone's shocked face). ❌ That's worse than being trapped in an elevator with a nosy auntie. ❌Worser than eating soggy panipuri all my life But no. Instead of living my peaceful, Karthick-free life, I'm now stuck in a wedding I never signed up for-with him, Mr Always Angry, cactus Karthick. The man who argues with me like it's his full-time job.This isn't a wedding. This is a hostage situation. KARTHICK: If someone had told me I'd be married to Hridhaya, I would have laughed in their face. Or screamed. Or maybe jumped into a crocodile-infested river-less painful than this. I hate her Because marrying Hridhaya? ❌ Using a blunt razor on the face and ending up with battle scars. ❌ Worse than being stuck in a never-ending WhatsApp family group. ❌ Worse than getting stuck in traffic right before reaching home when you really need to pee. She's bossy, loud, and has an answer for everything. And now? She's my wife.This is not a marriage. This is a lifetime sentence. The Real Problem? Between petty sabotage, accidental attraction, and a wedding they never asked for, their battle isn't just about avoiding marriage anymore-it's about surviving it. Because the more they fight, the closer they get... and the closer they get, the more dangerous this game becomes. Brace yourselves. This isn't just a wedding. It's an all out war.

"He's a ruthless billionaire and she won't bow to him " When a forced marriage binds them together , sparks fly- but not the romantic kind . RAGE . SECRET . DESIRE . Both carry scars from the past , and neither is willingly to surrender . But in a world of betrayal , power and twisted fate ....... Can hate really turn into love ?! , or will they destroy each other first ?"

"Treat my wound" he said, laying down on the cold floor of the maid's room in his mansion. "B...but it's too deep. I can't... you need to go to the hospital, sir" the maid replied, her lips trembling, tears pooling in her eyes. "Do it" he said calmly, no trace of pain on his face as he turned his back toward her, his skin carved with wounds. With shaking hands, she stepped closer, the first-aid kit clutched tightly. Tears slid down her cheeks as she began treating him. He lay there on the floor, careless of dignity, of blood, of the world, his eyes fixed on her. And in them lived something forbidden... something powerful enough to destroy everything. He asked her to treat his wounds. But what he truly wanted... was for her to heal him. And she...she was forbidden to even think of him. Forget healing him. What will happen when a sinister mafia becomes obsessed with his maid? Will a soft, pure-hearted girl fall in love with the man the world fears to even look at? Read the story to find out what destiny has planned for them.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒖𝒏 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏, 𝑻𝒂𝒓𝒂... 𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒔 𝒄𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆." She grew up learning that love hurts. A scar above her eyebrow... a childhood filled with fear... a mother she lost too soon. Now, with only one week to arrange 25 lakhs, she's forced into a world she never wanted- and into a marriage with a man who looks at her like she's already his. But some stories aren't about falling in love... they're about surviving it. And sometimes... you don't realize which one you're doing until it's too late. Read the story to know more.

To all the girlies who were told to stay soft in a world built on blood. You were born to command. Fuck obedience.

He was her brother's best friend. She was his only obsession. Khwaish Khan, the sweet doctor who believed in saving lives. Agastya Qureshi, the ruthless politician who believed in taking what was his. Khwaish wanted a fairytale love, but Agastya didn't love, he possessed. His touch was filthy, his obsession brutal, the kind that chained her body, mind, and soul until escape wasn't an option, only surrender. Because in his world, she wasn't a choice. She was his. To worship. To make love to. To ruin. When desire becomes obsession, who will shatter first - the rabbit which fears, or the snake which hunts? What happens when old promises re-surface, and vows chain them in a marriage of convenience? Will Khwaish fight his filthy obsession... or crave the ruin he promised? | Book 2 in Crimson Vows Series |

Safiya Shah has built her life on justice - fierce in the courtroom, fearless in the face of power. She never imagined her next battle would be with Zaviyar Khan, the cold, commanding Nawab of Azamgarh. Raised worlds apart yet tied by a hidden history, they are connected by a bond neither of them understands - and a darkness only Zaviyar remembers. When a family emergency brings Safiya back to Azamgarh, old secrets stir. Attending Zaviyar's grand wedding, Safiya watches in shock as his fiancée flees, leaving disgrace behind. But even greater shock awaits: a revelation that their late grandfather's dying wish was to see Zaviyar and Safiya married. For Zaviyar, it's the perfect storm. Behind his calm facade burns a deep hatred - a need for revenge for a tragedy Safiya doesn't even know her family caused. For Safiya, it's a battle of heart and honor - drawn to a man who wants nothing more than to see her broken. As promises are made under ancient vows, love and hatred collide. In a world where loyalty demands sacrifice, can a marriage built on vengeance survive the truth?

✧･ﾟ: 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞, 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐛𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.*✧･ﾟ:* He 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘺 I 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘰𝘳𝘦 - 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘢 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘳. 𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘥. 𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘐 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘶𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘯𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 - 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳: 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦, 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘶𝘮𝘦 𝘶𝘴 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩?

*𝙏𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙧𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙡𝙚 𝙨𝙤𝙪𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙤𝙫𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙢.* Book 1 of ᴄʜᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴏɪᴄᴇs. A Royal Romance story. "Every curve of you is made to fit into my hands. My hands and my hands only." He lowered his mouth to her shoulder again, trailed moist lips to the nape of her neck. "Don't worry, My Angel," he whispered. "I'm made for your hands, too." ✧ Nikolai Ivanovich Petrov isn't just the youngest son of the Russian royal family-he's a mafia lord, a storm in human form. With the looks of a Greek God, he's a dangerous blend of beauty and power. His empire stretches across continents, built on fear, loyalty, and blood. Power is his addiction, and he's willing to do anything to claim it. To solidify his control, he needs one thing: a marriage. Not for love. Not for desire. But as a strategic weapon. And Radhika Bhardwaj, the naive daughter of a broken family, is the perfect pawn. Radhika was never meant for this world. A girl who once dreamed of freedom, now trapped in a marriage that serves nothing but Nikolai's ambitions. She didn't choose him. She didn't even get a say. Nikolai didn't care for her innocence or her life. For him, she was just another piece in his game. But in her, Nikolai sees something no one else has ever dared to show him: vulnerability, and a spark of light that might set fire to his world. Two worlds crash. Two souls collide. He doesn't care if she hates him. But he will own her anyway. "I hate you," she said. "I hate you too, baby," he replied. A man whose control over everything is absolute, can a single woman change the rules, or will she be crushed under his weight?