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A heart doesn't ask permission before choosing someone. It doesn't wait for the right moment, or the right reason- it just decides, quietly, stubbornly, forever. This is the story of a heart like that. A heart that held on when it shouldn't have, stayed silent when it wanted to scream, and kept loving long after the world had moved on. Two people. Two lives. A thousand unspoken things between them. Nothing confessed. Nothing denied. Just a question that refuses to fade: What if the only mistake this heart ever made... was loving too deeply?

Found abandoned on the cold steps of a mosque one fateful night, Murtasim was given a home by Sardar Waqas Khan-but never a place he truly belonged. Raised under the Khan name, he grew up between gratitude and rejection. To the man who saved him, he was a son. To the world around him, he was a reminder of a past they refused to accept. So Murtasim spent his life repaying the one kindness that changed his fate, dedicating himself to the man who gave him a home. But there was one thing he could never surrender. His heart-which had belonged to only one person. Meerab Khan. The one person who saw beyond the name, the bloodline, and the whispers. The one person who never made him feel like an outcast. But loving her was never meant to be easy. Because how could a man who believed he had nothing ever dream of a future with the daughter of the house that gave him everything? Their eyes have confessed a thousand times what their lips never dared to say. But will they ever find the courage to give their love a voice... or will the world remind them that some love stories are simply too forbidden to ever have a happy ending?

Murtasim comes face to face with his past as he bumps into his old flame again. Only this time she's the wife of another. Love is a double edged sword, wrought from a blade that is both salve of the soul and the burn of the soul. The one where you meet the beloved in Eden, a gun pointed at their chest. Mere Qaatil. Mere Dilaar. Mere Paas Raho.

Murtasim Khan had never once been denied, until someone looked through him as though he were glass, her contempt so absolute it left no room even for hatred. The other took longer to understand what she'd been given.

Meerab wakes up without a shred of memory. All she has is a devastatingly handsome husband. Powerful, protective and devoted, Murtasim is everything a woman can deam of in a husband. She gets closer and closer till she's enamoured. Enthralled. Ensnared. But the closer you get to the devil, the harder it is to run.

Entangled - A Tere Bin Fanfic (with a twist) What happens when two hearts that were never meant to meet become bound by fate? Meerab is soft-hearted yet strong, with a quiet grace that draws people in. She has heard countless stories of Murtasim from her brother Imran of him being a sharp-minded business partner, a kind human, and a very good friend. Murtasim, carrying the weight of a past that refuses to let him breathe freely, never imagined that Imran's sister would be the one to stir the stillness within him. Set in a world different from the original Tere Bin, this fanfic reimagines Meerab and Murtasim's story where stolen glances, lingering emotions and undeniable chemistry will test their resolve. The journey of Meerab and Murtasim is divided into two volumes: Volume I: Pyar Karna (The Fall) This is the story of how two souls find each other. Volume II: Pyar Nibhana (The Vow) Set in the reality of Mumbai, this is the story of how they fight to keep each other.

He had turned away from love, a prisoner of his past. She entered his life with nothing but patience and quiet strength. "Wapsi" - the story of a broken man finding his way back... to himself, to hope, and to love.

Sometimes, love does not arrive with certainty. Sometimes, it arrives softly- through patience, shared routines, and the decision to stay.

He had always ruled his world with iron-every law, every gaze, every word binding those around him. Then she arrived, fragile in appearance, fearless in spirit-a spark he neither wanted nor could resist. She should have bowed. She should have obeyed. But desire does not listen, and neither does love when it is a cage. And thus began their Qaid-e-Ishq-a prison of passion, power, and defiance.