"Please Abhi ji... " she begged, her voice shaky, eyes searching his face for a flicker of mercy. She stepped back until the wall stopped her escape, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could see it in his eyes-he was angry. But his voice? Too calm. Too controlled. And that scared her more than his rage ever could. He took another step forward, calm as ever, as if he wasn't burning inside. "Jaana, dar kyun rahi ho? Main kuch nahi karunga. Mat daro," he said smoothly, but the coldness in his gaze betrayed the lie behind his soft tone. (Darling, why are you scared? I won't do anything. Don't be afraid.) Her voice broke, laced with panic. "Aapne vada kiya tha... ki aap mujh par zabardasti nahi karenge," she reminded him, holding on to the last thread of hope. (You promised... that you wouldn't force yourself on me,) He smiled slightly, a calm too dangerous to trust."Aur Jaana, aapne bhi toh vada kiya tha ki aap apne boyfriend se kabhi nahi milengi. Aapne apna vada tod diya... ab meri baari " (And darling, you also promised that you would never meet your boyfriend. You broke your promise... now it's my turn.) His hands gripped her wrists and pressed them gently against the wall, not hurting her, but not letting her go either. Then, with a deliberate slowness, he leaned in and kissed her earlobe-sending a shiver down her spine. She squeezed her eyes shut, her heart pounding. She knew this wasn't about love. It was about control. Tropes: Grumpy × Sunshine He fell first, but she fell harder Possessive officer × innocent college girl Obsessed from the first glance Morally grey protector Touch her and you're dead Jealousy in uniform "Stay away from me" × "Make me" Danger disguised as devotion "I'm not good for you" × "I don't care" Trigger Warning: This story contains mature and sensitive themes including smut, manipulation, obsessive love, non-consensual scenes, and emotional/physical coercion .

।। 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲 । 18+।। ︵‿︵‿︵‿𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬︵‿︵‿︵‿ 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠-𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝙰𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚑𝚗𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚎, a sunshine, a bright hope of her family. Stepped out of India for better future just after graduating as a Company Secretary. A new foreign land, 𝘚𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 was her new place. Little did she know, she would set up spark in a person whom the world knew but she didn't. 𝙰𝚍𝚛𝚒á𝚗 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚞𝚐𝚘, a famous footballer, the pride, the jewel of Spain. Yet, the world was never aware of his true personality. He was a role model for the young footballers in Spain, for the world, but the malignant nightmare of the underworld's elite. They were never meant to cross each other's path, never meant to see each other, but the destiny had other plans. One accidental glance. That was all it took for him to make her his. Only his. ----------------------- "I loathe his hazel eyes. One accidental glance, and he dragged me into a depraved abyss I can never escape." ~𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐚𝐫𝐞. "Her brown eyes. Fuck. The immediate, ruinous need to have her-to keep her, to claim her, to make her 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆. Even if she never wants to be."~𝑨𝒅𝒓𝒊á𝒏 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒖𝒈𝒐 ────୨ৎ──── UNDER MAJOR EDITING!! #2 In Crimes (31/05/2026) #1 In Crimes (19/06/2026) #2 In Maharashtra (26/06/2026) #1 In Maharashtra (08/07/2026) #1 In DesixVdesi (13/07/2026)

In a world where love is often celebrated as a mutual bond of trust and understanding, there exists a darker side-an obsession so consuming that it disregards the very essence of love itself. Devraj, a man driven by an uncontrollable desire, has fixated on one woman: Indu. To him, she is the embodiment of everything he has ever wanted, and he is willing to go to any lengths to make her his, regardless of the cost to her happiness. Indu, once a spirited and independent young woman, finds herself trapped in a nightmare she never imagined. What began as a seemingly innocent courtship quickly devolved into a suffocating obsession. Devraj's love is not the tender, selfless affection she once dreamed of but a possessive, relentless force that leaves her with no escape. He is determined to marry her, to bind her to him forever, without a second thought for her feelings or desires. In a story where love is twisted into something unrecognizable, Indu must navigate the treacherous path laid before her, seeking a way out of a life she never chose. But with each passing day, the walls close in, and the choice between survival and surrender becomes increasingly blurred.

He waited in silence, watching her bloom. Now, he's ready to claim what was never his to touch. Aleena Azimi was just seventeen when she stepped into the mansion that would change her life forever-working as a maid to help her ailing mother. Quiet. Gentle. Untouched. She was everything Ashkan Hosseini should have stayed away from. But he didn't. Ashkan, the enigmatic heir of the Hosseini empire, had it all-power, wealth, and an iron will that bent the world around him. But when it came to Aleena, he was a man tormented by restraint. For two years, he watched her in silence, suppressing the storm of desire that threatened to consume him. Now, she's nineteen. And when her younger brother is framed in a crime that could cost him his life, Ashkan steps in with a deal that changes everything. Marry me-and I'll make the problem disappear. Thrust into a dangerous marriage with a man who's both her savior and her captor, Aleena must navigate a world of power, secrets, and the kind of desire that burns too deep to ignore. He owns her freedom, her name, and her nights-but can he ever win her heart? 𝑰𝒏 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒎𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒗𝒐𝒘𝒔. 𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆. ▪︎▪︎ 𝑯𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆. 𝑵𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒉𝒊𝒔, 𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒂𝒔𝒌-𝒉𝒆'𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆.𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏'𝒕 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒅-𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚'𝒓𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒖𝒎𝒆.

For two years now, Zaira has lived under their roof. Not as a burden, not out of obligation. But as family. Her parents trust them, they adore her. She comes from another city to Mumbai for her education, welcomed with warmth, care, and affection into a wealthy household that treats her like their own. All except him. Aarvik Singhania barely speaks to her, barely acknowledges her presence. And when his eyes do find her, they are cold with something that looks dangerously close to anger. She is afraid of him, he rarely speak except it's important and that is what scare most people...his silence, the way he watches without looking and the way the room feels heavier when he's near. What Zaira doesn't know is that his detest is a lie.

Tara was innocence wrapped in dangerous temptation. She had voluptuous curves, doe-like eyes, and a heart too pure for the filth of his thoughts. She was his sister-in-law's younger sister, a line he should never cross but Samarth didn't believe in lines. From the first time he saw her, something inside him snapped. It wasn't love...it was hunger. A hunger that grew into obsession and obsession into possession. He watched her. Studied her. Imagined her in every sinful way he could ruin her innocence until she'd only ever belong to him. Tara had no idea the devil was already in her life, and no idea that the man she thought was family was plotting to claim her in the most wicked ways. Samarth didn't care if it was wrong. Didn't care if she resisted. Because once he touched her, there would be no escape. She was his sweetest sin... and he would take her. Again. And again. And again.

Revenge was his mission. But fate handed him something far more dangerous-desire. Saksham Pratap Singh has spent years building his empire, fueled by a singular purpose: revenge. His enemy who destroyed everything Saksham once held dear, and now, it's time to make him pay. But vengeance takes an unexpected turn when Saksham lays eyes on her-a girl with fire in her eyes and secrets stitched into her silence. She's everything he never expected... and the one thing he can't resist. He kidnaps her under the cover of night, right before her brother's helpless eyes, binding her in a contract that screams punishment. But the more he tries to break her, the more she haunts him. Who is Misti Roy really? A pawn in a ruthless game-or the wildcard who might just destroy him? In this twisted tale of obsession, betrayal, and burning chemistry-love isn't the only thing at stake.

~𝑪𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒄𝒉𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊, 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒆 𝒏𝒂 𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒌𝒂𝒃𝒉𝒊 𝑱𝒐 𝒅𝒉𝒂𝒂𝒈𝒂 𝒕𝒖𝒎 𝒔𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒅 𝒈𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒇𝒂𝒂 𝒌𝒂~ She stepped back as he advanced, her spine hitting the wall. "𝐘-𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭... 𝐰-𝐰𝐞'𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨-" He leaned in, palm flat beside her head, his breath brushing her skin. "𝐓𝐮𝐦 𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐢 𝐳𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐧𝐚𝐡𝐢... 𝐩𝐡𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐡𝐢 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐚𝐬 𝐚𝐚𝐧𝐞 𝐤𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐢, 𝐤𝐲𝐮𝐧?" Her chest tightened, breath uneven. "𝐏-𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞..." His fingers grazed her waist, slow and deliberate. "𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞 𝐤𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞... 𝐚𝐛 𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢 𝐚𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐢 𝐡𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐲𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐢" And her breath- Gone. . . . . 𝐑𝐮𝐡𝐚𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐚𝐣𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡 𝐗 𝐌𝐞𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐮𝐩𝐭𝐚

♡ BOOK I OF HIS SERIES. Sitara Sharma, an 18-year-old with a heart full of hope and innocence, begins her journey at a prestigious college as a scholarship student. Coming from a modest background, she dreams of a better future but quickly encounters the harsh realities of elitist judgment and social divide. Kabir Singh Raizada, a 22-year-old ruthless and wealthy senior, becomes a menacing force in her life. His disdain for Sitara's humble origins is palpable, and his manipulative behavior escalates, making her college life a torment. Kabir's obsession with her, driven by his sense of entitlement and superiority, threatens to undermine her confidence and personal integrity. Crimson Desire delves into the intense emotional and psychological conflict faced by Sitara, exploring themes of power, exploitation, and resilience. The story reveals the harsh impact of privilege on personal dignity and the inner strength required to stand firm against overwhelming adversity. Through Sitara's journey, it portrays the struggle of a young woman fighting to protect her values and sense of self in a world determined to break her spirit.

"𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝑴𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒇𝒆." "You are going to stop this damn marriage. RIGHT. NOW." His voice was a low growl, barely human. I froze. "And who the hell are you to tell me that-" But before I could finish, he closed the distance between us in a blink. His breath hit my skin like fire. One hand gripped my jaw, his thumb and fingers squeezing my cheeks as if daring me to speak again. His eyes, dark and unblinking, held something far more terrifying than rage. OBSESSION. He leaned in, whispering at the edge of my neck, his voice a dangerous murmur. "The moment you chose to marry him, you dug your own grave." His grip tightened. "I was trying," he hissed pulling my face closer to him, "I was really trying to be nice to you. But you-" A bitter smirk curved his lips. "You make me a monster every single time." That night, Arohi Raichand was forcefully married... Not to the man she was raised to get married- But to the man the world feared. Her worst nightmare. Advansh Rudra Singh Rathore. She was a prisoner in the golden cage of a mafia king who was once declared insane. A girl caught in the cruel chaos of a love so twisted... it poisons everything it touches. But obsession is not love- and possession, not protection. This isn't a love story. This is a war between hate and hunger. Between fire and frost. Between a girl who wants to escape- And a man who would burn down the world just to cage her again. Welcome to the beginning of Arohi and Advansh's story. A story of possession, madness, and a love that was never meant to be gentle. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ • An Indian Force-Marriage Dark Romance • This book is mature and 18+ due to highly adult  content, age-gap, and mention of BDSM.