"𝙃𝙪𝙢𝙚 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙨𝙚 𝙥𝙮𝙖𝙖𝙧 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙣𝙖, 𝙮𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙢 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙟𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚. 𝙈𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙧 𝙟𝙚𝙚 𝙣𝙖𝙝𝙞 𝙨𝙖𝙠𝙩𝙚, 𝙩𝙪𝙢𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙗𝙞𝙣𝙖..." ______________ His eyes follow her everywhere, piercing through crowds, through walls, through her very soul. At first, she thought it was harmless, a fleeting infatuation. But..she was wrong. So, so wrong. His love isn't gentle, it's violent and unrelenting, a storm that tears through everything she holds dear. He leaves her notes that no one else can see. Gifts that feel more like warnings. Whispers that echo in her head long after he is gone. He doesn't want her to love him back. He wants her to belong to him. And when she tries to pull away, he tightens his grip. They say love can save you. But his love? It will destroy her.. ___________________ Saanvi Mehra, a hardworking girl leading a simple yet peaceful life, gets trapped in the obsession of a ruthless billionaire, the one who wears the facade of a gentleman in front of the whole world, Arjun Vardhan. He scares her, threatens her and does everything to break her. In the end, there's only one question, who will break first?

|𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒎𝒊𝒆𝒔?| |𝑪𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒂𝒊𝒅 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕h𝒆 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔?| |𝑶𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒇𝒆𝒆𝒍 𝒔𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒊𝒓 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔?| |𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒇𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒔, 𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒕?| All rights reserved Date:- 25-04-2026

Not a love story. 𝗜𝘁'𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗮 𝗚𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿'𝘀 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘞𝘩𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘽𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙣 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘎𝘪𝘳𝘭... 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘧𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵. 𝗢𝗯𝘀𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻... When love crosses its limits, it turns into junoon. And when that junoon loses control... it destroys everything. 𝗥𝗮𝗵𝗮𝗺 𝗩𝗼𝗵𝗿𝗮... a name that rules the dark world. A man with no heart. No mercy. No limits. For him, people are just games... and emotions are nothing but weakness. And then there's... 𝗝𝘂𝗻𝗼𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗺𝗮 𝘈 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥. A survivor of a past so cruel... 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙗𝙤𝙙𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡. Junoon... a victim of a tragedy. Raham... the reason behind countless tragedies. What happens when a man who destroys lives... meets a girl whose life is already destroyed? He doesn't feel pity. 𝙃𝙚 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡𝙨 𝙊𝙗𝙨𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙤𝙣... 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘰𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘪𝘯. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘢𝘥. Raham, a playboy who never stayed... 𝙁𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙜𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙤

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𝐕𝐢𝐤𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡 𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 × 𝐀𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐡𝐲𝐚 34 × 22 She sit in horror,eyes flicking between his face and the weapon in his hand, then to her weeping family.Time seemed to stop. The priest.The guests.The walls.They all vanished.There was only Vikram and the cage he'd made for her. "You see, jaan "he murmured darkly"fate has brought us together And now,we are going to seal it..with marriage." Aradhya shook her head, voice shaking. "Please, sir..don't do this.I don't want to marry you.I'll never love you.Just leave me.." He smiled,that cold, monstrous smile."You don't have a choice.You bumped into me during the mehndi.And tradition demands we marry." "That's not a real tradition,"she whispered through her tears."You're just using it to control me." "perhaps "Vikram replied smoothly his voices calm but his his eyes flashing anger.."But it doesn't matter. You'll marry me.And that's final." The mangalsutra was next.Its gold chain and shiny diamond rested against her neck like a shackle.Her breath hitched.And then,the final blow vermilion.He smeared it across her hairline,sealing her fate with him in most brutal way ever. Vikram's eyes gleamed with victorious fire as he leaned close,his fingers tightening on her waist. "Now , you are mine.."he whispered "And no one can take you away from me." Aradhya's eyes flared."You'll regret this," she hissed."I won't be your prisoner forever." Vikram only chuckled. "I'm counting on it " he whispered "You'll learn to love me Aradhya one way or another.This is our destiny." "𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞..𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐜. 𝐇𝐞'𝐬 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐬."

In class you will call me proffeser. In private you'll call me daddy. Dr. Arjun Malhotra was the kind of man mother's warned their daughter about- too handsome, too powerful, too dangerous. To the world , he was respected professor. But behind the mask, he was Mumbai's most feared Mafia king. And me? I was just Ananya Sharma, the innocent girl who made the mistake of catching his eyes. His gaze burned through me in lectures, His voice made my heart race. His touch.....ruined me. I should have run. I should have resisted. But when the devil himself decides you're his obsession, escape isn't an option. Proffeser by day. Mafia king by night. My forbidden sin.

Villainess's Vengeance ~ A Rebirth Story previously known as Left at the Altar ~ Rebirth of the Villainess. *** "Vi... Viaan, please don't do this.. don't leave me, please come back. It's our wedding day. Plea...please I'm begging you." "Do not ever call me again, Ira. It's over between us." The line went dead. That was all it took for him to left me at the Altar for her. *** ~ A REBIRTH STORY From childhood, Ira Veyansh was always compared to Niya Kapadia. Niya ~ the maid's daughter who could do everything better. Studies, sports, looks, manners, obedience, everything. Everyone loved Niya. Ira parents, her brothers, even the family celebrated her like she was one of their own. Birthdays, dinners, small achievements... the praise always went to Niya. "Ira, you should be more like Niya." "I wish Niya was my sister." "Take a lesson from Niya." Day by day, Ira felt invisible. Starved for love and attention, she did things she shouldn't have, hurt Niya, humiliated her, even darker. But nothing worked. Then came Viaan. Her childhood love. The one she thought would finally make her happy. But he chose Niya too. The pain and humiliation were too much for her to handle. That night, walking alone in the rain after being abandoned at her own wedding, Ira was hit by a truck. A brutal accident that ended her life. But life gave her a second chance. A rebirth. She remembered everything. Every insult. Every betrayal. Every heartbreak. And somewhere in that second life... there is this man. Reevan. A man she was never meant to cross paths with. Forbidden. Yet somehow... tied to her fate. Now, the question is, will she let fate repeat itself, or will she change her story?

She was never loved. Not by the world. Not even by her own father the man who tried to sell her when she was only seven. Growing up unwanted, she stopped asking for fairy tales. She stopped believing in miracles. All she ever wanted was simple to be chosen. To be kept. To be loved just once in her life. So when marriage came, she thought maybe this was it. Maybe this was her escape from a childhood filled with betrayal. Maybe her husband would finally see her worth. But she didn't know the truth. The man she married wasn't looking for love. He was looking for revenge. Haunted by the death of his parents, he vowed to destroy the man responsible. And when fate placed the daughter of his enemy in his hands, he made a promise she would suffer for her father's sins. To her, he was hope. To him, she was punishment. In a marriage built on revenge and innocence, can love survive? Or will hatred burn everything before it even begins?

⊹₊⋆ɴᴀ ᴄʜᴇᴅᴅᴏ ʜᴜᴍᴇ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆ʜᴜᴍ ꜱᴀᴛᴀʏᴇ ʜᴜʏᴇ ʜᴀɪ⊹₊⋆ ⊹₊⋆"ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴀɪᴅ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ᴘᴏʟɪᴛɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ? ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴀʀʀᴀɴɢᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ."⊹₊⋆ ˚⊱🪷⊰˚ She was the peace he never knew he needed; he was the fire she never knew only she could calm. He entered her life to claim what he believed was his-and she let him, as if she had always belonged to him. She lived in quiet, controlled chaos, while a single decision of his could end a life-or save one. She thought he was too old; he thought she was too young. But when their worlds collided, age, logic, and reason ceased to exist-there was only them. She hated him for marrying her. He loved her for awakening emotions he never knew he had. She despised him, despised politics, yet he alone could make her knees weaken. And even though he loved her with devotion, his obsession could drive him to ruin her in the darkest ways. They were never meant to want someone like each other-yet what they shared burned hot enough to force their souls to kneel and beg each other to stay. MATURE CONTENT, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.