Thrown in at the deep-end when she gets a scholarship to an elite ballet Academy, Carly's only saving grace is her handsome personal tutor, Mr. Langley. Her ballet is below par, her classmates dislike her, and her only friend cares more about the environment than her. Even Mr. Langley dislikes her... at first. But as everything else goes downhill, their relationship blossoms into something passionate and intense. Their relationship is forbidden, but can they find a way to be together?

𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌#1 𝑰𝒔𝒉𝒒 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝑺𝒕𝒂𝒊𝒏 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆... محبت کا داغ ○●○ ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇɴ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ... ɪᴛꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴘᴜʀᴇ ᴛᴡɪꜱᴛᴇᴅ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘꜱ.... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴅɪꜰꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏꜱᴇ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ.... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘɪɴᴏꜰꜰ ᴏꜰ ᴇxᴛᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋʜᴀɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱʜᴀʜ'ꜱ... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀꜱ... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ꜰɪᴠᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴜɴᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ʙᴜᴍᴘꜱ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ... ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓲𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮! ○●○ Started:25-Dec-2022 Ended:16-Feb-2023 Total words counted: 127,939 ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ 𝑇𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑠𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑑-𝑈𝑟𝑑𝑢/𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑖-𝐸𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑖𝑠𝒉 𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑔𝑢𝑒𝑠 . Roughly edited!!!!

He was fire. And she was the moth caught in his flame. Arya Ali is the type of girl every parent wished they had. She's always tried her hardest to be perfect. A perfect daughter, a perfect friend, and a perfect Muslim. She had her priorities straightened out, a future imagined for herself. And now that she's gotten accepted to the Fashion Design Academy of Paris, she's one step ahead to fulfill her dreams. Asad Shah is the type of boy parents kept their daughters away from. Whose top priority was the see how many girls he can get in a single week. He's far from a perfect son, and farther from being a perfect Muslim. He's always had a way of getting what he wanted and this time Arya Ali is on the top of his list. *** #1 in #hindi 09.27.2025

It was not an arranged marriage because an arranged marriage occurs when the third party decide something for you. It was not a love marriage either because love marriage occurs when you marry someone you love. It was a forced marriage. Jasmin didn't have a choice. Her parents didn't have a choice. He wanted her and only her. Nobody could or can stop him. Highest ranking: #37 in romance * Copyright 2014 by deep_side_love. All Rights Reserved.

"𝑰 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒆 𝒂 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒚." ~~ DIVORCE AGREEMENT. My hands went numb. The paper trembled between my fingers. I looked up at him, praying it was some kind of twisted joke. But he didn't even flinch. He just pushed the pen towards me, his gaze sharp and unreadable. "Sign it, Mishti. You wanted him free. This is the cost." My chest tightened, the fever, the ache, the weight of everything crashing over me all at once. Behind me, I heard Arav struggling, his voice raw, "Don't you dare, Mishti! Don't beg to him. Don't give him that satisfaction. He should be the one apologising to you, not the other way around!" Sultan clicked his tongue, eyes narrowing. "He's still talking... making me angrier." His tone was calm, terrifyingly calm. "If I want, I can let him rot here for years. Do you want that, Mishti?" My stomach twisted. My hands were shaking uncontrollably now. He was serious. Dead serious. The inspector slid the pen into my hand. My eyes stung, the words blurring on the page. I didn't even recognize my own handwriting when I pressed the pen down, signing my name with a trembling hand. It felt like I was signing away more than just a marriage. I was signing away a part of myself. When I lifted my head, Sultan was watching me. Not triumphant, not smiling-just cold. "I want to start fresh. I'm planning to get married again. I don't want your nuisance anymore." I swear in that moment, something inside me just collapsed. Like all the years, all the love, all the pain I carried-it was for nothing. I wanted to scream, wanted to beg him to just once look at me the way he used to. He fixed his watch, straightened his cuffs, and picked up his coat like this was just another meeting that was done.

"I'm not your personal doctor. And why the hell you want me to bandage your forhead when you have long list of girls to do it for you." I said glaring at him who was surely unfazed at my words as a smirk formed on his face at my words. "My My someone's jealous. Aren't you Ms. Dua?" He said clearly enjoying my anger and I wanted nothing but smack his head right at the moment. "I'm not jealous. And get the hell away from me" I replied sternly. He moved towards me and caging me in his arms not giving me a moment to move back. "Last time I checked you're my wife and also a doctor that make you my personal doctor. And about getting away from you I'm never going to do that." He replied. His voice so deadly scaring me to life but I wasn't the one to back out. "I'm not your wife" I said clenching my teeth at him. "You sure tend to forget things easily. But don't you worry Mrs. Dua Hashir Wali khan. I'm here to remind you everything. Just like you left me there hanging and crying for you. I'll do the same to you but It'll be more painful I promise." He said suddenly while I stood frozen to ground. What mess I've been involved myself into. My life sure is doomed. .......................... If you're here to read a typical story of bad boy and good girl, its not your story. My story revolves around family, loyalty and true love. Sometimes love is not enough for a relationship to last we need to make compromises for our loved ones. It's a story of a compromise that someone made to satisfy their family but is it enough to survive whole life. Read my story to find out what happened between the lovely couple of Dua and Hashir which make them hate eachother. Will this hate last long or love will overcome all the hurdles?