[ Part 1 of Admiring Love.] [ He fell first but she fell harder.] [ If you like to read love stories based on love, trust, care, respect and loyalty then this story is for you. Give the story a chance and look inside to understand the story in depth.]

|| DESI BILLIONAIRE ROMANCE|| ●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○●○•○● I always thought I was living a perfect life because I had everything one could dream about, be it family, friends, money, fame. I was working as a COO, everything was perfect until...I realised her existence and started feeling as if I was lacking the most precious someone. She came into my life making up for all the lost time. She came to me with her unforgettable memories and their consequence which she has always considered her burden. "She is my prayer." ●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•●•● People assume that if you are wealthy then you have near to no problems in your life but thats what it is, an assumption. I had a past about which I did not talk to anybody, neither my family nor my friends. I always kept it deep inside my heart. I thought I have overcome my trauma but I didn't realized that my scars were never healed but suddenly he came with his emollient presence and lethal eyes and healed all my scars. "Before him was good but with him was like paradise." Thank you for reading, have a great day 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒♫₊˚.🎧 ✩｡📖 (All the photos used in this story belong to their respected owner)

This is a yarn of two best friends who met via social media and were inseparable and then how they met two other best friends and fell in love . AASHIKA SINGH is sweet and generous with a sunshine vibe whereas MAYRA KAPOOR is rogue and savage with a baddie vibe. This tale is about how these two although having different personalities were glued together. Their friendship has the best chemistry and compatibility that not even distance was able to break their amity. ADVIK OBEROI is a young businessman with a wealth worth fortune. He was considerate and modest person who never believed in love until he saw AASHIKA. Aashika became the key of the parts of him that he never knew existed. Their love is like a blooming garden, where every moment spent together feels like a new blossom unfurling its petals, filling the air with the fragrance of devotion and care. VIHAAN MALHOTRA is the most powerful businessman with dedicated and self-disciplined personality. He never mixed his personal life with professional until he had to face his rival MAYRA . No matter how much he resisted , he finally fell in love with his worst nightmare. Their love blazed like a tempest, fierce and untamed, born from the ashes of animosity. Ignited by a shared fire that once fueled their conflict, their passion consumed them, binding them together in an unstoppable whirlwind of desire and longing. xoxo orchidxxz

#𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐢𝐧 "𝐑𝐎𝐘𝐀𝐋 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄 She is Doctor He is Mafia king She is kind He is rude She is an angel He is devil She believes in shiv ji He believes that there is no god ____________________________________________________________ Abhimaan Singh Rathore Billionaire buisnessman and king of Rajasthan. love his family and can do anything to protect them. Ishita Mehra top 10 successful and richest surgeon of india. Pampered by Mehra's. love her family alot and believe in shiv ji. ____________________________________________________________ "What was my mistake tell me what was my mistake i love you that was my mistake than let me tell you one thing Abhimaan Singh Rathore i will do this mistake till my last breath. she said. "I had said this on our wedding night and I'm saying it last time if you love me the only thing you will get is hurt. He said ignoring his heart that is saying to wipe her tears that slip from her beautiful eyes because of his words. Let's see what will happen when grumpy meets sunshine _____________________________________________________________ °-Tropes-° Marriage of convience Enemies to lovers She fell first but he fell harder Slow burn romance Family secrets Billionaire Mafia Husband Strong female lead MafiaXDoctor Royal Romance Mafia romance - touch her and die ______________________________________________________________

" 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞. " ╰┈➤◝𝑰𝒕'𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕.◜ •.˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ " Narazgi khtm karein. " " Aur woh kyun? " " Kyun k main keh rhi hun. " " Aur main Aap ki baat kyu maanu? " " Main Aap ki biwi hun, isliye. " .°★.ゝ• - 𝑴𝒂𝒉𝒆𝒏𝒐𝒐𝒓 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒌𝒉 : ╰┈➤ Waiting to fall in Love. The sweet and kind-hearted teacher who can't say no to anyone. Marriage was never on her mind, but fate had other plans- she married a man who doesn't believe in love. 𝒁𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒓 𝑲𝒉𝒂𝒏 : ╰┈➤ Doesn't believe in Love. The cold and ruthless CEO of a renowned company. Marriage was never an option for him, haunted by a past he can't forget. But destiny bound him to a woman who holds love close to her heart. . • ★. ° •. Opposites attract, and when fire meets water, sparks are inevitable. What happens when two contrasting souls are tied together in a bond neither expected? To find out, dive into Tere Mere Darmiyan and witness their story unfold. 💌

"You are caught Moon, stop staring at me". My heart quickened, This man will be the end of me. "Trust me moon, The way you look at me makes my heart flutter". "And how Am I looking at you Arjun?". I really wanted to know, Do I actually look at him in a way I never look at anyone. In the dimly, lit room he walks closer to me and bends down near my face, His eyes and mine were locked with undeniable intensity. The world around us seemed to fade away, only leaving the two of us. His hand slowly reaches out to me as he gently brushed a strand of hair from my face. "You look at me as if you'd kiss me, the minute I get closer to you". He said. "Will you mind if I do so?". What is in the destiny for Arjun & Navya? #18 New story [23/02/24] #1 old school [10/02/24] #24 story [12/02/24] #33 Your story India [23/02/24] #15 stories [28/05/24] #13 stories [09/06/24] #11 stories [09/06/24] #9 stories [15/06/24]

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"What is your favourite colour?" Esha asked, her fingers grazing her husband's jaw as she leaned back lazily against him on their couch. "Green," he said in a blink, thinking about her in green. It was sight to watch his wife in green, their first meet was still vivid in his memories. She'd worn a beautiful green anarkali, and a pair of cream jhumkas. The light around in the restaurant helped her to shine like a star along with her twinkling eyes and he'd instantly felt tempted by the woman. "Ey! That's mine." She urged turning her head to meet his eyes. Giving her coy and beautiful smile, that's only and only reserved for her, he cupped her soft cheeks in his palms and pecked her nose, right on the piercing-he so loved, and whispered. "And you are mine, sweetheart."

𝑰𝒇 𝑰 𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏. ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ "Are you afraid that I'll fall for you?" he asked again, his voice dripping like honey, smooth and melodic beneath the moon-kissed sky. Her long, curled lashes lifted, revealing the storm she kept hidden behind them- only to meet the desperation blooming in his gaze. "No. I'm afraid... you'll fall into my curse." ⋆ ── ⋆ ── ⋆ Secrets are sharp, silent, and dangerous. He lived far from chaos, untouched by deceit, trusting only what was seen, heard, and known. But everything changed the moment she arrived. Quiet, composed, and unreadable like a storm that whispers before it strikes. She carried an aura that intrigued and unsettled, drawing him in with questions she never answered, and a past she never spoke of. She was flawless on the surface, her smile soft, her presence calm. But beneath that polished calm lay layers of subtle and haunting silence. He despised that, detested liars, mistrusted masks. But something about her made him stay. Each glance felt like a clue, every word a riddle. He wasn't falling in love; he was falling into her mystery, piece by hidden piece. He searched quietly at first, then relentlessly. Threads of her past slipped through his fingers like smoke, each lead ending in shadows. Until one night, when he pushed too far, when his questions edged too close to the truths she refused to face, she didn't explain, she disappeared. And just like that, the woman he thought he was beginning to understand vanished without a word, without a trace. All she left behind was the wreckage of his trust and a silence louder than betrayal. This was only the beginning.