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.

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 political 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.

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.