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model× businessman : fun model named Ananya who makes friends easily. Who fall for Rishaan, a shy and quiet businessman. Despite being very different, they have a strong bond. Rishaan secretly loves Ananya but is too shy to tell her. As their friendship grows. will Ananya realize that Rishaan loves her? And will Rishaan be able to me make Ananya love him.? Is story is ongoing. (any mistakes will be done later on) Please enjoy and vote. And don't forget to comment.

not one of those toxic dark romance stories

Love Unscripted: A Marriage of Fate A forced marriage. Two stubborn hearts. A love story neither saw coming. Keerthi never believed in fairy tales. She had dreams, ambitions, and a future she wanted to shape on her own terms. Vedanth, on the other hand, had no space for love or relationships in his perfectly structured life. But fate had other plans. An unexpected family emergency forces them into an arranged marriage -one neither of them wanted. Strangers turned partners, enemies turned lovers, their journey is anything but smooth. Cold stares, bitter arguments, stolen glances, and a love that neither of them can deny. As walls start to break and emotions come to the surface, will they fight the bond between them or surrender to it? Unexpected twists & deep character growth

"sometimes, love isn't about who holds on-it's about who lets go first" Love was never meant to be shackled in chains, nor was it ever meant to be a battlefield where hearts were wounded instead of won. But for Chandni, love was neither a whispered promise nor a dream wrapped in silk. It was a prison-one she never asked for, one she never wanted. She had built walls around her heart, believing that hatred was the only weapon strong enough to keep him away. Virendra Thakur, the man who had bound her to him with a vow that felt more like a verdict. He was everything she despised-arrogant, composed, unreadable. A man who had taken away her choice, leaving her trapped in a marriage that felt suffocating. Yet, what she never saw coming was the weight of his silence, the quiet way he loved without demanding, the way he stayed despite knowing she resented him. Virendra never forced her, never pleaded, never begged. He simply waited-waited for her to see that love doesn't always begin with desire, sometimes it begins with a storm. But was love enough to mend what had been broken? Could a bond that started with resistance ever turn into something real? Or was she doomed to spend a lifetime fighting a man who had never once fought against her heart? This is not just a love story. This is a story of resentment and realization, of love that came too late, yet not late enough. This is a story of two souls bound together, one fighting to leave, the other waiting to be chosen.