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Suddenly ,he appeared beside her and spoke, startling her.

"By the way, I am Benyamen, Benyamen Ri-Oh wait. You'll come to know that soon. Good Luck firing me Miss Amaari."

He had a dangerous smirk playing on his face. While she, had a horrified expression on. He walked off smugly, an aura of dominance around him . She slapped her forehead  scolding herself,murmuring again.

"Oh Allah! Why do I have to open my stupid mouth. One stupid lie and am -ughhh! Please save me."

On the other hand, Benyamen's smirk grew on seeing  Aleeza's state.

"No one can save you from the hell, I am about to let loose on you."All Rights Reserved

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LET ME HATE YOU by AnjaaniSadek

A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

HEAVEN OF DESIRES ✓ by chand_writes

~•~ "I promise that i will not leave a single chance to turn your life into living hell You will beg in front of me but i will not stop. Mark my words, just the way you had broke my heart i will do it with double power." His hatred claded words reverberated in her ears. Her fingers curled on the silky cloth of his shirt. She stepped nearer and shook her head. "You can't! I love you, at least once listen to me!" "Don't utter those bloody words! It's just a misconception to fool people and Ritvik Kashyap will never be a fool again. Be ready, your life is gonna destroy." ~•~ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ :- Story will contain mature scenes! ~•~ #60. Under 2.35 m #1 in marriage-of-convenience #1 in indianstory #1 in arrogant #1 in maturethemes #1 in torment #2 in seduction #2 in intimate #2 in betrayal #2 in hatelove #4 in innocent #5 in handsome #6 in forced marriage ~•~

The Promises Unfulfilled✅ by brightshiner_07

"I promise you. No one will ever take your place in my heart." ××× "You didn't tell me you were engaged to her," Zameer says gritting his teeth. "Seriously man, I am not. What's with you? How many times should I convince you?" Shehzad spoke blushing, then suddenly flew up from the chair and asks with wide eyes, "Wait! Why do you care if I am engaged to her?" "Forget it. So then it means Amyrah is already engaged to someone." "Then she'll get married to him too?" Shehzad looks at Zameer worriedly. "Yeah... Shehzu, what if this marriage dosen't work?" Zameer asks grinning slightly. Then Shehzad says quietly, "Then I can marry her, right?" "What!!!?" ××× "Stop it dude!" Humaira deadpanned. "I don't know how," He murmured. "What did you say!!?" We screamed. "Why did you drive then!!?" I yelled hitting him on the head with my backpack which was a bad idea because he looked back, rubbing his head. At that moment, the four of us screached together. "Look front!!!" He quickly looked forward and mumbled, "How to stop?" ××× ~ Humor, love, friendship and promises ~ #1 in bestie as at 3/12/2020 #1 in motivational as at 27/01/2021 •••••》If you are reading this story on any other platform other than Wattpad, you are very likely to be at risk of a malware attack. If you wish to read this story in it's original, safe, form, please read it on Wattpad by @brightshiner_07. Thank you :)

Playboy surrendered ✅ by ModestLover

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Mystery: Unspoken truth by mishi144

Ayeza was a modern girl,a lawyer by profession,all bubbly,full of life without worries.Getting entangled into a mystery of puzzles wasn't on her list.Being at 25 she found herself getting married to a mysterious man whom she never met on her parents wish. while the new life awaits for her she found herself a case of a mysterious murder of a young girl who was found dead in her apartment without a single lead.will she solve the case or will she'll throw herself into an even bigger mess? Do read the story to found out what mysteries awaits for ayeza! .................................... "I'm sorry" he said and I was furious at him now. "You're sorry? You ain't sorry. Nor you ever will be because you don't even know what that even mean." I spat at him controlling myself not to lash at him before I could get my answers from him. "Why did you do that to me? Why you played me?" I asked my voice breaking in middle. "I had my reasons." He replied shortly. "Don't you dare give me that crap. You are going to tell me everything right now or I'm going back to Pakistan and asking for divorce from you" I spat back at him. "Please calm down Ayeza. I'll tell you my every reason. But you need rest right now. We'll talk later" he said trying to touch my hands. "Don't touch me. Don't you dare come close to me even. And start talking if you don't want me to do anything reckless right now" I replied in raging tone. "Fine" he sighed hurt clear on his face ..................................... this is my first story so mistakes are posible please bear with me. Hope you enjoy the story Start: 29 November 2020 Ending: 8 February 2021

In love with my CEO Cousin by Fazu_Mansuri

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Mine To Be Called ✓ by nailawritesfiction

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You are mine by FarzanaTutul

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Holding on and Letting go [Complete] by PotterMIfs

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