All stories don't start with happiness and love, some start with pain and tears. Being caged by a rich powerful man wasn't on Ahana Choudhary's list when she went to his house to get something back. She just wanted to dance and have a good life with a small family but there was nothing good about Hamza Saeed. How will their story end with all the riots and partition of India getting closer? *This is a short but full book.* *English isn't my first language.* *This book has many scenes which may or may not trigger you.*

Silk saree. Diamond necklace. Red lips. A wealthy man's possession. A mistress. Her fingers slowly touched the fading bruise near her collarbone before quickly moving away, as though even she could not bear touching herself anymore. Outside the locked bedroom, laughter and music echoed through the mansion halls. Another party. Another night where powerful people would stare at her with curiosity, pity, or hidden mockery. "That's Abhinandan Varada's mistress" "She used to be a classical dancer, right?" "What a waste." The whispers never ended. Ahalya closed her eyes tightly. Once, people looked at her with admiration. Now they looked at her like sin A knock came at the door. "Madam,""Sir is calling you downstairs." Her stomach tightened instantly. Fear had become instinct now. Ahalya wiped her tears before they could fall and forced herself to stand. No matter how broken she felt... He would still call. And she would still go. Because Abhinandan Varada always got what he wanted. Always. She slowly walked through the grand corridors of the mansion that looked more like a golden cage than a home. Guards lowered their heads as she passed. No one met her eyes. No one dared. There Abhinandan sat lazily on the couch, glass of whiskey in one hand, looking powerful enough to own the entire world. And maybe he did. But the moment his eyes landed on her, something dangerous softened in his expression. "There you are, little doe." The endearment made her chest ache. A year ago, she had been a rising dancer with dreams in her eyes. Now she trembled hearing a man call her with affection. He opened one arm toward her casually. "Come here." Ahalya stood frozen. Every instinct inside her wanted to run. But there was nowhere left to run anymore. Because the cruelest thing about Abhinandan Varada was not his power. Not his anger. Not even the darkness inside him. It was the way he destroyed her life... And then loved her among the ruins.

"From today onwards, I will take every decision of your life. What you will eat, where will you go, when will you speak, what you will wear it will be all as I wish. And if you dare to defy me then till now it must have been crystal clear to you how far I can go to keep my words," his voice unsympathetic and cold, causing a shiver down her spine. Out of fear she was not even able to raise her head and kept her eyes casted down. He lifted her head up with his forefinger, underneath her chin and stared directly into her mesmerizing hazel eyes. "Understood?" Her throat was parched and her mouth was dry. Her tongue felt heavy in her mouth. The seam of her lips was cracked and pasted with each other and she couldn't find enough courage in herself to say anything using her tongue, so she just nodded and casted down her eyes again. He raised her chin more now with his forefinger and thumb, indicating her to look in his eyes and she did so. "Understood?" He asked again and raised both his eyebrows, warning her. "Yy....ye..ss" she croaked out. Her eyes were widened with fear and hands were fisting the bedsheet. Her cheeks were imprinted with red finger marks. "Good. Now take of your clothes and fulfill your duty" he ordered. She only pleaded him with her eyes. Clearly, she didn't want her wedding night to turn out like this.

I limped towards the kitchen after sending him an email, that I'm on leave today. I couldn't even able to walk properly as I was feeling sore down there, just thinking about what happened yesterday was enough to make me trembling down with fear. He was rough, way too rough. He didn't even mind that I was on my 5th day of my menstrual period. For him it's all about him and his needs. He will never change. My lips wobbled as I cleared my tears as it started to flow down. Entering the kitchen, I took the glass of water gulping it down furiously to calm my racing heartbeat. I took another and another as my throat was itching and hurting with all that screaming. I gasped while keeping the glass in the sink. I won't be going to office today not after his brutality. I don't have enough strength to face him. I just can't... He's an animal and I don't think I can even stay in the same room as him even though he had done this so many times, yesterday he went too far. He crossed his limits and I don't want to see his face. I just hate him so much. As I stood holding the sink, a thought crossed my mind, why life is so cruel to me? What did I do to receive these? Why did I ended up with him? I just want to live normally. I sighed brushing my open hair, thinking about my miserable life. I shook my head, tying my hair in a bun. I turned around to leave the kitchen only to get startled by him. Him? My eyes widened at the realisation as gasped left my mouth in horror at the sight of him. What? He's here. It means... he never left. And the worst part is he's also looking at me with that look on his face. Lust filled eyes. Will he ever leave me alone? ------------------------- ⚠️WARNING: IT CONTAINS ABUSIVE DARK ROMANCE AND FORCED MATURED CONTENT. -------------------------- Highest Rankings:- #1 Random - 26/10/2023 #1 Story - 4/09/2025 #2 Zaddy- 5/01/2024 #2 Badboy - 26/02/2024 #4 Indian - 26/02/2024 #5 Obsessed - 16/02/2024 DO NOT COPY MY WORK PLEASE

She knew no matter where she will go he will always find her. His dark promises never left her but it was enough to fuel her desire for escape.

❝ He will never let me leave He will never let me breathe in the air that does not have his presence I strove for my freedom Little did I know that will be the greatest doom of my life!❞ ⭒❃⭒ 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘢 a simple girl with very ordinary dreams. She wanted nothing but to live her simple life on her own terms instead she was forced into a life where she was imprisoned as her husband's possession. Being stubborn hearted, she never surrendered and escaped her possessor. But sometimes the simplest dreams are the hardest to achieve specially when she has her obsessive husband finding her in the need of revenge. And this time he will do anything to bend her to his twisted will! ___ VOL. 2 ★ Warning - This story contains violence, abuse, mature content. (If these topics trigger you in any means, this book is not for you)

'Shoulders back.' 'Rest your hands on your lap.' 'Smile, but not too much. People will know it's fake.' 'Talk when you're supposed to.' 'Show affection towards him in front of others.' "So, Mrs. Valentin I have a question for you?" He gripped my thigh underneath the dinner table as I looked at our neighbor. She gave me a mischievious smile as she glanced at him before looking at me. "How's marriage life working out for you?" My hands started to tremble making him grip them tightly. It was a silent warning. I inhaled quietly and smiled. "It's phenomenal, making me fall in love with him all over again." Who knew the love he has for me would cause a typhoon inside me. ¥ 22 year old lonely, innocent, Jane Fitzgerald was known as, 'Plain Jane.' Nobody seemed to care about her existence and that's why she became isolated from everyone. And she's okay with that. But yet she urged the feeling of being wanted and loved by someone who truly cares for her. Her wish came true when she met Luca Valentin. Everything was perfect in the beginning until the man of her dreams became her worst nightmare. ¥ "Remember the butterflies that colored the air, each time we met? They bounced, like children inside my stomach. And play, a song with the cords of my veins. You clipped, their wings with the knife of your lies. And I, no longer can sense their effect." - Quote written by: Clairel E.

❝ I'll fuck you as I see fit. Whenever I want and however I want. ❞ _____ KEVIN KNIGHT is a 30 years old heartless and powerful mafia who doesn't know how to love only knows how to possess. ROSALIA BROWN is a 22 years old innocent and selfless girl who can go to any extent to protect her loved ones. - What happens when Kevin wants to make Rosalia his possession? - Will he break the already broken girl beyond repair? Or will she eventually change his heart? - How will she deal with the devil when the future holds a lot of twists and turns for them? _____ VOL. 1 ● Warning ⚠️ contains - Mature content, forced marriage, violence, abuse etc. ⚠️ THIS BOOK IS UNEDITED AND RAW. ALSO, YOU WILL HAVE TO BEAR WITH THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS. ⚠️ _____ Started - 23.07.2021 Ended - 18.01.2022

Warning:- Mature content. Grace stepped back in fear when he stepped ahead. "Do it again and I will break your legs..." He warned. Her eyes filled with tears. "Chief, I am sorry... I didn't want to, but it happened all of a sudden... I had no idea..." She sobbed. Dominick grabbed her chin harshly. "Open your mouth for only one thing in front of me..." He gritted, and she whimpered and sobbed when he let it go with a jerk. "Please don't punish me... I am sorry" She pleaded but her words fell on deaf ears. "I don't want to do it, chief, please... I am scared of this... Please, please..." She cried. "Strip..." He ordered while walking towards the wall. Her eyes widened when he did that. Grace couldn't think properly. Out of fear, she ran towards the door, but the poor girl didn't know that she couldn't open it. ***** Grace is a nice and intelligent girl, but her kindness is her enemy. She was living a happy and peaceful life until a Mob boss knocked on her door. Grace had to sacrifice herself to the devil for her father's mistakes. But does this devil have a heart? How will Grace deal with this silent and cruel man who doesn't even talk to her? How long can she do it for her father? After all, it's not easy to have sex with a mob boss. (It's a sample)

it is said that : You can Blackmail someone, only when you have dirt on someone, or at least you think you do! Bela was a simple 25 years old beautiful and dedicated Nurse at the City Hospital, her life was tough but it was simple and cheerful with her baby sister Suhani. She has faced many hardships in her life to reach where she is today. But she is suddenly hit by a Thunderstorm! Bela's struggling life drops one more notch down, when she is Blackmailed to marry the 32 years old Dangerous and Ruthless Zillionaire Nakul Mahendra Trehan, who owns a chain of Casinos and Hotels. He is known for his richness and cold heart. Nakul is a control freak who wants everything according to his preference. Both their standards of living, are poles apart yet Nakul Blackmails Bela into marrying him. Reasons??? Even she didn't know! All she knew was that, she had to marry this Ruthless emotionless man who scares every fibre of her existence, just to protect her only family, her baby sister. She begs him to spare her but Nakul is too blind to realise her insecurities regarding marriage and he is hell bent on marrying her. Is it because of his Lust or Love for her?? Only He knew what it was! Did Bela ever wanted a Zillionaire Husband? Hell No! Would she be able to find the actual reason for this forceful Blackmail marriage? Join this tale of exciting mysterious Blackmailed marriage and I guarantee you all will like the Journey of Bela and Nakul. Guys, it is going to be a little dark in romance and will have some disturbing scenes and abusive language against women and men. So, read it on your own free will, as you have been warned.