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 was the horror of the city. She was the girl who refused to bow. When a broken deal turns into a forced marriage, Rehman Baloch Lyari's ruthless Dakait claims the one woman who doesn't fear him. She hates him. Fights him. Defies him. Yet the monster never raises his voice... only builds a throne for her. A forced marriage. A hate-to-love fire. And a love that turns a feared gangster into her quiet protector.

Around Ulfat, even Rehmaan's monster learns restraint. When she speaks, the devil inside him lowers his eyes, not out of fear, but reverence. And when tears gather in her otherwise peaceful gaze, something ancient and violent stirs within him-not to harm her, never that, but to rise against the world that dared to make her cry. He is a man whose name carries weight in the streets, whose presence alone is enough to silence rooms. He is powerful in ways that bend people, systems, and fate itself-yet in front of her, he is utterly powerless. The world knows him as cold, ruthless, unfeeling, but for a single glimpse of her face, for one unguarded smile, he would burn willingly and call it mercy. For Rehmaan, she is not merely love. She is his Imaan, the belief that keeps him standing when everything else is stained. She is his devotion, his mohabbat, his ibaadat, wrapped into a single breath. She is his Jaan-the part of him that still knows how to feel. To the world, he is a butcher, a gangster, a monster sculpted by violence and bloodshed, a man people fear and curse in the same breath. They call him heartless. They call him hell. But to her, he is safety. He is the steady anchor in a life full of storms, the quiet calm she returns to when everything feels too loud. He is her peace. He is her home. And at the end of every day, when the noise fades and the masks fall away, when the monster sheds his crown and the world forgets his sins, only one truth remains: she is Rehmaan's Ulfat, and he is Ulfat's Rehmaan. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Side ships: Hamza&Yalina Uzair&aarzu

A special one shot of Rehmat with their family. A cute story of Rehman and Ulfat with their babies.

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

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

This is an 18+ story.. watch at your own risk, there will be brutality, murders,illicit nudity,dark romance. She was a fragile thing locked up in the dark world of crime and blood. Each step was a calculative move. She was his rival's wife, he was the sher-e-baloch. She wanted freedom, he wanted..........her. Until one fateful day , she gathered her courage to ask for help from her husband's rival, not knowing that she was trading a monster for another monster. Will she ever find the true love she craved? Will he be able to provide her protection from everything that tormented her? Will she be able to love him? Will he be able to change......for her? (This story is written in either Rehman or author's pov)

This is a fictional story inspired by the movie dhurandhar.