Two hearts. One contract. A thousand unspoken emotions. Khushi Kumari Gupta believes in love, family, faith, and doing the right thing-even when life tests her limits. Arnav Singh Raizada believes in control, logic, power, and never letting emotions weaken him. When fate repeatedly throws them into each other's lives, sparks fly-not just of anger, but of something far deeper and far more dangerous. From ruthless boardrooms to sacred temples, from heated confrontations to stolen glances, their journey is filled with misunderstandings, broken pride, suppressed desires, and moments that change them forever. Arnav's world of rules begins to crack under Khushi's innocence, strength, and stubborn honesty. Khushi's heart, despite every insult and wound, finds itself drawn toward the very man who hurts her the most. But love is never simple. Engagements, sacrifices, family pressure, betrayal, guilt, and duty knot their hearts tighter with every passing moment. When pride clashes with love, when choices are made too late, and when emotions are denied for the sake of responsibility-will destiny give them another chance? Or will these knotted hearts remain tangled forever? A slow-burn romantic drama filled with intense emotions, passionate moments, heartbreak, and soul-stirring connections-Knotted Hearts is a story of love that refuses to be forgotten, even when it's denied. ✨ Love. Pain. Destiny. ✨ When hearts knot, can they ever truly break apart?

A love divided by society, bound by passion. Is Arnav truly the ruthless delinquent the world has branded him - or a shield against a far greater evil? And is Khushi an untouchable princess of privilege, or fragile glass cracking beneath the strain of perfection? ~ ArShi college romance ❤️‍🔥

Set in the late 18th century Rajasthan. Mysterious archeological treasures create trouble in the Gupta household in Rajgarh.

​"They thought they threw him away; they actually gave him the world." ​ At ten years old, Arnav Singh Raizada didn't just leave for the United States; he was discarded. His brilliance had earned him a prestigious seat at the world's best institutions, but his family used his success as an excuse to wash their hands of him. For seventeen years, he was the ghost in their bloodline-neglected, unvisited, and forgotten. But he wasn't alone. ​Khushi Singhaniya was the only one who truly saw him. His best friend since childhood, his secret keeper in a foreign land, and the woman who stayed by his side while he built a life out of the wreckage of his abandonment. She was there for every cold New York winter and every unanswered letter he sent home. They didn't just grow up together; they became an unbreakable unit, bound by a secret marriage and a shared vow of silence. ​Arnav is finally coming home, not for a reunion, but for a reckoning. They treated him like a stranger, so he's coming back to treat them like a business transaction. With Khushi as his eyes inside their walls, the boy they abandoned is ready to take back everything they own-because the only thing more dangerous than a man with nothing to lose is a man with the perfect woman to help him take it all.

Khushi was never just Payal's best friend. And Arnav was never just a brother watching his sister s best friend. Silence kept them safe. Until it didn't.

Hii I am here writing the story from where it ended in original show so I just added some twist and turn so here more truth that are left to revealed so let's start it 🤞🤞

Mumbai never waited for anyone. It roared, breathed, and swallowed people whole-dreamers, fighters, the broken and the brave. And on a humid July morning, as the city woke up to honking cars and hurried lives, Khushi Kumari Gupta stepped into it with a past heavier than her suitcase and a heart trained to survive quietly. Mumbai University's stone gates loomed in front of her-ancient, intimidating, and full of promises she wasn't sure she deserved. Two years, she reminded herself. Just two years of being normal. No bodyguards. No spotlight. No Arnav Singh Raizada. She adjusted the strap of her bag and exhaled slowly. "Masters in Psychology," she murmured, more to steady herself than to state a fact. Psychology-because she had spent her entire life understanding pain without anyone teaching her how.

I want you to sign a contract, Arnavji. Marry me for six months, Khushi had demanded. The roses hidden behind Arnav's back wilted in his tight grip. "Pretend to be my husband for six months and lend me the Raizada name. If you don't agree, Jiji won't sit on the mandap. If your little brother's happiness means anything to you, you will sign it." And so the tables flipped. The blackmailed becomes the blackmailer. In a slight twist of events, it's not Arnav but Khushi who proposes the contract marriage, brokering a deal and breaking Arnav's heart. But why? What was Khushi's motive? Why only for six months?